Assuming we're both heading for Heaven
When our days here on earth are done
Save me a seat beside you dear lover
To continue with more naughty fun
Not suggesting anything out of line
Just some normal naughtiness, you know
Like the times we had in the back of my Chevy
What a blast... we put on quite a show
Taught me things I only read about in books
Young and inexperienced was I
You showed me stuff that boggled my mind
On your knowhow I had to rely
Don't think I've ever thanked you enough
Here's how I intend to repay
Promise to make love to you for all eternity
Believe these words that I say
Remembering how we were obsessed with sex
You were the absolute bestest by far
The downside was, it always seemed like night
Kept fogging up the windows of the car
Assuming we're both heading to Heaven
When our days on earth are done
Save me a seat beside you dear lover
To continue with more naughty fun
Not suggesting anything out of line
Just some naughtiness, well you know
Like our times in the back of my Chevy
What a blast... we put on quite a show
Don't think I've ever thanked you enough
Here's how I intend to repay
Promise to make love to you for eternity
Believe these words that I say
Remembering how we were obsessed
You were the absolute bestest by far
The downside, it always seemed like night
Kept fogging up the windows of the car
Russia has just shattered our space
So we must find another place
Where we can orbit
Sucking our sorbet
As we think up how to save face
Oh, those Midwest, glorious,
firefly nights.
Peaceful, mild, warm winds,
kiss your cheek.
The Chicago River, utterly so
smoothly flowing.
Reflecting lights on its architecture,
totally entrancing.
It's biggest building, alabaster white,
Outstanding in the inky moonlight.
Bejeweled boats, cast rainbows of
color, it's overwhelming.
Memory paintings of my summer's past.
Secret, soft kisses.
Warm kisses in cars, what a blast!
4/1/2021
~2~
What a year, a crazy year
A long year its becoming
What a change, so many changes
I've changed and feel like running
What a way, this growing way
My way of anger it is growing
What time, this lonely time
This time true colors are now showing
What a blast, was it a blast
A blast at what you're doing
Is it a game, your evil game
Your game to ruin and undo me
What is your point, please make your point
My point is I've been lost my anger
What is your plan, do you have a plan
You see my plan it comes with danger
What did you think, or even think
Did you try to think at all
What did you want, or hope to want
Want to me to bow and fall
What if I said, I said to you
I said you've unlocked the beast
What would you do, try to do
Do you run or fight at least
What has happened, and happened why
Well you meant for it to happen
What will I do, I will not run
Will fight from the corner im backed in
By Troy Toney
8-16-20
I leave my family home on Homleigh Road.
It has been a happy house full of fun and laughter
My backpack is heavy but I’m happy to carry the load.
My stomach churns as I look forward to my big adventure.
Girls just wanna have fun ring in my ears.
I wait for the bus to take me to the train station.
My family wave me off with delight and cheers.
I am at the airport nervous and excited.
What waits for me at the other end who knows.
We touch down in Israel oh what a blast.
All I hear are loud voices and bellows.
The heat is scorching I feel my face burning.
I’m not worried as this is going to be overwhelming.
I am here all grown up waving goodbye to my childish yearnings.
Animal was happy in mud
rolled in it whenever he could
Miss Piggy looked aghast
Kermit said what a blast
Gonzo thought all Muppets should
Penned 1 Sept 2018
All creatures from the Muppets
My life's been fine without you -- really has.
A Belgian bar has opened in the square,
and weekends, we do beer and tapas there,
then Malcolm and Elaine's place, for some jazz
and Jamieson's. May in Cortes -- what a blast!
Right now, I'm growing sideburns! Summer hols,
we'll all dress up as bandits and their molls!
I've never laughed so much. Who needs the past?
Yet sometimes, when the lake frowns in the rain,
or April squalls tug blossoms from the trees,
I think of you. This sadness preordained,
like plane trees pollarded, proud amputees
shorn of their plumes, emerges, stark and strange:
and I know then. Some things will never change.
Mercantilist's eating's math
noon at McDonalds, what a blast,
resolve the crowding, in youths path
the refill pop, the greatest lathe!
A happy wave, the managers wrath
is so subdued, her profits stag
is coinciding teamwork's staff
Keep quiet a bit, my poem grows ~ half!
This wanderings rebuff, seeming quaff,
I must find sustenance, not graft
IT'S HERE ~ the burger, fries, compact
so journey's reason, eat ~ no flack~
I'll learn to write, booth, table's track
vacations harboring of new facts,
so commonplace, all drive-ins have
their time, your stomach . . . last/alas!
Dearest Darren I miss you oh so much
All I want is for you to be returned to good health
Romantic writes you penned so well
Ridiculous sense of humour we share
Emails flew between us faster than Concorde
No one could make me laugh the way you do
Wish I knew how you are doing my friend
All my love and prayers are sent to you
There will never be another to take your place
So much fun being your poetry partner
Oh what a blast we had writing as Jadazzle United
Never a day passes when I don’t think of you
01~31~15
Three dear friends from the past popped back into my life today
Sarai, Donna, and Mary Jo
A red letter day, this day,Wednesday, November 19th, 2014
It shall go down as one of those days that are hard to explain
What a coincidence, all three on the same day!
The stars and everything else must be in total alignment
My life is back in perfect harmony again
What do you call it when this happens
Karma, kismet, destiny, whatever explanation you can think of
It blew mw away... what a blast!
As you can see I'm having trouble keeping a lid on my emotions
THIS time we won't lose track of each other
As always, we can never be sure what tomorrow will bring
But it will take a lot to top this one
Thanks to these three dear sweet ladies
Sarai, Donna, and Mary Jo
© Jack Ellison 2014
Asking or wondering,
teasing or affiliation,
you never said sorry,
for what you did to me,
here i am today,
sitting all alone,
out here in the stone cold world,
asking myself the same question,
did you ever really loe me,
as each day goes on,
memories are becoming the past,
now looking back,
what a blast we all had,
never will it be the same,
because you thought i was insane,
leaving behind all the people you ruthlessly blame,
sitting here all alone,
wondering why the h*** i ever cry,
you dont give a f*** about me,
so why should i,
yes i maybe your daughter,
very first child for that matter of fact,
you still turned your back,
and to this day have never looked back,
to see what a wonderful child you really do have....
Assuming we're both heading to Heaven
When our days here on earth are done
Please save me a seat beside you dear lover
To continue with more naughty fun
Not suggesting anything out of line
Just some normal naughtiness, you know
Like the times we had in the back seat of my Chevy
What a blast... you sure put on a show
Taught me things I only read about in books
Young and inexperienced was I
You showed me stuff that boggled my mind
On your knowhow I had to rely
Don't think I've ever thanked you enough
Here's how I intend to repay
Promise to make love for eternity or longer
Believe these words that I say
Remembering how we were obsessed with sex
You were the absolute bestest by far
The downside was, it always seemed like night
Kept fogging up the windows of the car
© Jack Ellison 2014
Deep thought
reality sometimes lets you in,
thoughts are deeds, see em pass,
across the mind, what a blast,
without a hint of sin....
let no evil thought exude,
see your sister healthy dude,
see aorta shrinking bulge,
see it happen , me indulge,
cos it can be true,
xray says it do,
Worked on cousin Alice….
Link her face with trouble too,
See her getting better, blue,
Thoughts are deeds, the magic place,
Within your mind the interface,
The helper can be you!
Positivity IS our place….
Don Johnson
Thank you Joe Maverick….
FATE?
Some say that retribution's fine,
high intervention seems divine.
The spark of lightning's suffered break,
no satisfaction do I take,
coincidence doth make this rhyme.
by vk4pr Don
Or how a knockers early 1990 8088, 10 megahertz computer got scorched
by lightening years ago when i was using Ham radio
a bit more often
Carolyn,
poor ole radio sits alone,
used to talk to my dad on it, i own,
recorded his stories on an ole reel tape,
perhaps frequency movie i can ape,
hope ya healthy happy babe, a going,
johnsons gone so hold the phone:)
on ya baba, love....Don
John Smith,
I annoyed a Ham, lightening hit his antennae mast,
scorched his modem and toway radio,what a blast,
jumped into the old xt computer box,
an blue the bejesus out of its socks,
onetimes not:)
MORAL don't pick on poor ole johnson:(
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