Home is where my baby brother is.
AP: 1st place 2026
Two peas in a pod
she’s so hot
both showing off
branded shades and shoes
his arms circle her
a prison so secure
how could she not
want some more
from her flat belly
dramas emerge with Rasta son
this mother with belladonna daughter hum
a priestess or princess
he does not know
it is all part of their show
Two peas in a pod
she’s so hot with potato
koeksusters on Sunday morning
legs like pegs in African colour sprawling
Woohoo ! both peas were soldiers with MKs
one from Zimbabwe
other from Mzantzi
sharp-shooting was their skill
in past for a kill
now their drama is
for paying fat bills !
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They are so old-fashioned, these two peas in a pod.
I heard this from Jake, Fred, Sally, Victor and Maud.
Saw them in public, they were wearing century old clothes.
Why they dress like this, I doubt that any other pea knows.
They are so old-fashioned, these two peas in a pod.
I heard this from Jake, Fred, Sally, Victor and Maud.
Saw them in public, they were wearing century old clothes.
Why they dress like this, I doubt that any other pea knows.
Two peas in a pod
Two peas in a pod, we are like a family.
Two peas in a pod, the better half of me.
Two peas in a pod, she gets the best of me,
Like nobody else ever did, has, could, or would, do you see?
We are like two separate halves and three dimensional.
Like two fast cars, we need our petrol.
Like two shooting stars, she is my place to go.
Like water getting cold, she is my lovely snow.
Like a bull and matador, we are a rodeo show
And there are no clown cars in sight, only hope and sorrow.
Opposites attract, but we are identical.
We share the same sign, it’s astrological.
It’s written in our stars, our love is monumental
And who am I to complain; I’m unconditional.
A rose and a Rosé, liquid state of mind.
A red and a white, sleepy and party time.
Vodka and coke, it’s nearly closing time, sigh,
So I will have to be her aspirin, come morning light.
The bandage to her sore, I need to be her cure.
The key to her door, I want to be inside the head of mi amor.
The curtain has finally been called.
Here comes the final line, it is the only way to say,
I never said we were one and the same.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
An exact duplicate, my son Scottie and me
Can read each other's mind, three times out of three
Can get closer than that
Two real cool cats
He drinks caesar after caesar till I can't see
It doesn't matter
How far apart we are
In distance and miles.
That we've never had
The opportunity to meet face to face
What I do know is that we are 2 of a kind
You're the start and end of my day
We complete each others sentences
We know when the other is sad
We share our most intimate secrets
You're the best friend I've ever had
We've never met; It's a shame
Or shared a cup of tea but
I wish you knew how much I've grown to
love thee, my friend
Whether by accident or fate
Everyday, I am grateful to
Have you in my life and forever I am praying
That the best always comes your way
Two peas in a pod?
My April and me?
No, not at all,
I would not agree
She is all sunshine
laughter and light
I’m shrouded in darkness
too much like the night
She is artistic, outgoing
well read,
I’m the quiet, shy
redhead
But no matter what
my sister and me,
on one thing,
we’ll always agree
Our friendship is
tried and true
over the years
it grew and grew
deeply rooted as
Aspen trees
snug as a bug
a pod with two peas
Yes, I have to agree
though we are far apart
my April is closely
endeared in my heart.
Trudy Diane Rider
8-21-2009
For My sister April, I miss her.
For Nathan's contest
Two peas in a pod…..
Two peas in a pod,
There they are one after another,
She whispers in his ear,
While he covers the other,
Two peas in a pod,
She mimics his every move,
Playing games “I win you lose”,
As if, they both have something to prove,
Two peas in a pod,
I am telling mom,
I can swear they have a love hate relationship,
What happen to my parenting guide or 24 hour hotline tip?
Two peas in a pod,
They will forever be together,
Plotting and planning to do whatever,
A terror for most,
For me a blessing,
My kids
By Deliverabeth Moore
Markmanship, hunting and nature walks
are the activities of choice.
Anything is fine as long as Dad
and son are together,
Two peas in a pod.
Round green, black eyes,
purple hulls, zipper full.
Any kind is good in its own way.
April this year
2009
Writing and posting
Wow, it's all going fine
Miss Gorelick, Miss Devonshire
Welcomed me aboard
Two lovely ladies
Wow, this Highlander's scored
But honestly
The feeling i received
Was very much more
Than i had dream-ed
The weeks progressed
As i wrote my poems
The comments by Carolyn
Had kept me going
As i wrote away
Topics and themes
Historical and nature
Subjects to me, supreme
As i read Carolyn's
And she read mine
Two peas in a pod
It springs to mind
Similar writings
And some even the same
Signals in harmony
Sailing the same plain
And look at us now
A collaboration couple
Our future in write
A poet double
Our poems together
Two heads as one
Look out for our postings
There's much more to come
My entry into Nathan Leccese's contest " Two Peas in a Pod "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/carolyn.php
Sister where are you going?
Can I go along?
I reckon, but you have to do what I say!!
OK just so I can go, too!
Two peas in a pod.
He was country the farm truck type
Loved animals I'll give you no hype
She loved frilly clothes dressed just right
Loved classical music, opera, and seeing sights
Loved animals I'll give you no hype
She was vey feminine loved lace with all her might
Loved classical music, opera, and seeing sights
How could they become two peas in a pod
She was very feminine loved lace with all her might
She loved frilly clothes dressed just right
How could they become two peas in a pod
He was country the farm truck type
two people together
they are so much alike
they like the same kind of things
like swimming or riding a bike
they share a closeness that's so special
and rare
when they out together others carn't help but look and stare
they fit together so well
they go together hand in hand
a quote that was once hard to understand
as people see their closeness
they agree and beging to nod
they just like two peas in a pod.
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