A great musical artist is Gladys Knight.
However, things with her were not quite right.
Financial situations were enduring stormy weather.
So, Dionne Warwick, Elton John, and I got together.
Along with Gladys, we entered a recording studio.
We collaborated on a song many got to know.
The four of us made a popular video.
Our hit was played on many a radio station.
Proceeds from the music bailed her out of her situation.
"Niagra and the wise."
fresh waters of life
relief self impurities
to a fateful fall
"Do you hear what I hear?"
rawhide winds of war
birched last's stand amidst saviors
a tree faints away
"The void that Earth began."
mirages are dreams
of sand ~ prep A -- straight line to
... be -- and stay alive
"The Beaches of Warwick" NOT JK
Cher baby don't go
Miami sharks are biting
deBATE ~ still they go
"2024 sales higher than street drugs."
against popular
demand ~ Americans still
care of how they look
"The nature of ado."
it's a time for us
all the kids will visit me
~ the ado I need
horses, lances, arrows, fire
they reenact the war of the roses
the outdoor setting
has been erected next to Costa
outside on the ground
napkins, zarfs and stirrers
and half the audience gets their
medieval caffeine hit
that encourages us to yell and whoo-hoo
and pay attention to history
they encourage us to cheer and boo
and after all these years
with a cappuccino in my hand
i bellow 'long live the king'
and it's socially okay
mum said she needed a stiff drink
me, at the wheel,
closing my eyes and actually praying
a rented car, a wide car
narrow roads
tractors and horses
getting my brexercise
not knowing how to use the GPS
getting beeped at the first crossroads
on returning the vehicle
Linfold, at the car rental place
gave me a fist bump
he said to me you're a great driver
then he walked around
the other side
a scratch along the door
a dented wing mirror
we took buses for the rest of the trip
Yes, I was very much focused
driving up and down
those immense highways,
dressed as an Irish carpenter
with no proper clothes,
to face the harsh New England winter.
I had moved the hearts
of those construction workers
who gave me their coat
dipped in their own urine.
How grateful I still am,
going from state to state,
town to town
admiring the stillness
of the great
North American coast.
Tom’s the longest-serving member,
Of the British para-rowing squad,
Because whilst at a party, thunder,
He fell, slipped with all his quad.
He played rugby for Warwick Uni,
Because he lived for, loved sport,
But Coventry’s hospital said he,
Was paralysed, their true report.
As part of his long rehabilitation,
He took up rowing which he raved,
And so grossed the competition,
In Beijing 2008 which he engraved.
He went from the 2007 Worlds -
The World Rowing Championships,
Where he won gold, short words,
To opportune a gold in 2008 hips.
In 2009, Portugal at the WRC’s,
He took another gold medal fair,
And again in 2010 he won the seas,
And yet again in 2011, he did heir.
So in 2014 at the World Champs,
He won a silver in Amsterdam,
And in 2015 in France with amps,
He took another silver gram.
Tom was born 24th May in 1984,
As an eighties discotheque child;
He lives in Caversham, his door,
Into the world of contests dialled.
Just a honeymoon beach vacation,
a fine nuptial love celebration;
we arrived a night early,
we would find hotel surely:
“No rooms” was the sad proclamation.
“An hour away you might find one.”
They were right for we only found…NONE!!
We got off beaten path.
too tired then to laugh,
looked for a place “mom and pop” run.
Well, it must have been close to midnight,
exhausted the lady and her knight;
we found Motel Warwick,
a guest house illicit,
and christened our honeymoon site.
Copyright, July 13, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Dion Warwick shook me awake this morning
unfairly accusing me of being a 'Heartbreaker'
Over coffee, Neil Diamond chimed in
with his girlfriend 'Sweet Caroline'
The Allman Brothers piled in my car
and did a punishing version of 'Whippin' Post'
J. S. Bach pranced with precision beside me at work
conducting 'Brandenburg Concertos'
Cocky ole Waylon Jennings relieved him after lunch
braggin' that he was a 'Honky-Tonk Hero'
Aretha Franklin nagged me all the way home
claiming I didn't show enough 'Respect'
Jimi Hendrix freaked me out in the shower
with a shocking dose of 'Purple Haze'
Had dinner at 'MacArthur's Park' with Donna Summer
(They served some rather soggy cake for dessert)
Then the whole gang treated me to an evening concert
by the Royal Scottish Bagpipes performing 'Amazing Grace'
Wiping my tears, I bid them God's speed and goodnight
Can't WAIT to see who's on tap for tomorrow...
On a recent visit to Warwick Castle,
We saw the death mask of Oliver Cromwell:
The man famous for asking an artist to paint
His portrait and show him warts and all.
I studied the stern features of the wax mask,
And noted the prominent warts.
He banned festivities, games and entertainments;
Had the joyless people preferred their lives
The way they once were with their king?
Or did they continue to rejoice the regicide?
As I studied Cromwell's likeness I wondered
Had the man who cast the mask thanked heaven
For ridding them of another dictator?
Jack Horne for Nette's Mask Time contest
Lands of Oil
Soldiers sent to foreign soil.
Fights for “Freedom” are their toil.
Over there great hatreds boil
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010
Poetic form: Englyn
Poetic Form: Englyn Milwr (The Soldier’s Englyn) REFERENCES follow:
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://jpicforum.info/types-of-poetry/englyn-milwr-680.html
Lines: 3; Syllable count per line: 7,7,7; Rhyme pattern: A,A,A
Judge Not
Judging human parasites—freeloaders
Foul fodder feeds these plights.
Judges accost not mans flights.
Homeless victims feel the blights.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010
Poetic form: Englyn
References: Englyn Unodl Union (Straight One-rhyme Englyn)
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/411009
Beyond Serenity
She sings floating melodies—drifting free
Harmony that carries
Sounds, magical majesties
Wafts, beyond serenity.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010
Poetic form: Englyn
References: Englyn Unodl Union (Straight One-rhyme Englyn)
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/411009
Machine Guns
Allied forces lie down flat.
Strong, brave, ready for combat.
Hush. Hear that. Rat-a-tat-tat.
Armed, they work without brickbat.
Dug-in. Stressed in metal hat.
Distant screams Rat-a-tat-tat.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010
Poetic form: Englyn
Poetic Form: Englyn Milwr (The Soldier’s Englyn) REFERENCES follow:
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://jpicforum.info/types-of-poetry/englyn-milwr-680.html
Someone’s Son
Someone’s son buried alive.
Fighting wars evils contrive.
Mother’s joys cannot survive.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010
Poetic form: Englyn
Poetic Form: Englyn Milwr (The Soldier’s Englyn) REFERENCES follow:
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://jpicforum.info/types-of-poetry/englyn-milwr-680.html
Lines: 3; Syllable count per line: 7,7,7; Rhyme pattern: A,A,A
When?
When will peaceful ways be found?
When will God’s good faith shine down?
When will men erase hate’s frown?
Peaceful men embrace loves’ ground.
Faithful men let God surround.
Respect for all; please, come ‘round.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010
Poetic form: Englyn
Poetic Form: Englyn Milwr (The Soldier’s Englyn) REFERENCES follow:
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://jpicforum.info/types-of-poetry/englyn-milwr-680.html
Lines: 3; Syllable count per line: 7,7,7; Rhyme pattern: A,A,A
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