I never thought you could go wrong
If you added color, for I love it so.
But my cousin Edna who wore a thong
Went overboard until I yelled “whoa!”
Your eyes do not get used to the patterns there.
Up, down, sideways, backwards, everywhere.
I thought a rainbow kitchen would be fine.
But it was ridiculously overdone and out of line.
I know you will love it, Edna said to me.
She brought me down to give a look see.
Her idea was so ridiculously positively overrated,
Horrified, I did not like what she had created.
Whoa a romantic story,
and escapist relics.
Devoid, the symbols of lilac,
subsequent disregard and psychodelic.
A young girl dressed in a diaphanous mimic,
relaxing within a hermetic Edwardian.
Whoa interested in classical aesthetics,
and the myth of Artemis.
While some cultural pubics,
connoting romance in Aramic.
Summer, sunshine, flowers
and flatpicking is idyllic.
Whoa Luminous and skyscraping,
tone of the past.
It evokes bittersweet nostalgia.
Without a fair amount of love beforehand,
I did.
Panic buyers have stopped dropping by
To sit on my lap and have a cry
I did what I could
For the public good
But they sure left a mess on my fly!
reality of a high horse
unreal, nevertheless
satisfying as it’s unnerving neighs.
nerve endings gallop
7/14/2018
Springtime - Whoa!
We all must know,
winter days owe
us quick outgo,
for spring's inflow.
So done with snow!
With joy, we crow!
Warm breezes blow,
and spring's aglow!
Flowers will grow
lined row by row,
and tree buds show.
We love spring so!
With sweet gusto,
the birds below
find twigs, borrow
for nests to stow.
Soon eggs borough;
new chicks bestow.
The grass is low,
seed, feed, now sow.
Soon we must mow;
big chore, although.
Must wear chapeau,
from sun, shadow.
Thru the meadow
streams fully flow.
Rocks, kids will throw
and watch them go,
fly fast, not slow...
big splash sideshow!
New springtime...whoa!!
Sandra M. Haight
Designing a plan to conquer your fears could be called calculated bravery,
Designing a plan to conquer your atmosphere may be called calculated slavery.
Whoa!
Protruding emotions can be revealed through the analysis of salty sweat,
Alluding to the notion the faulty concealment of your genetic alphabets.
Whoa!
Biological circuitry pulses throughout the universal connection,
The astrological worker bees prepare the rehearsal of inception.
Whoa!
Overstanding this world does not mean you ain't insane,
Overtly demanding respect, means the color you use to paint the world is called, humane.
Whoa!
Whoa Horse Whoa
Before I do expire
Hope you will read entire
Pile of all my poems.
When we say whoa horse whoa
Down we expect him to slow
On us Trump does grow.
What we had agreed
Is Trump came here to impede
Even those in need.
He is horrendous
Doing things so stupendous
And is quite a priss.
Trump should slow down and
re-evaluate himself which like
Sessions we know is completely
impossible. When you live a whole
life being a loser, you will continue
to ba a loser. How are you supposed
to change horses in the middle of
the stream? Dream on my friend
dream on.
Jim Horn
What is in human nature?
Anything and everything
Anything you can think of
We are guilty of
or be responsible for it
We can be bad
or we can be mad
We can be good
or we can be sad
We can rise or we can sink
We can ding or we can lift
We can hip
or we can hop
We can flop
or we can flip
Anything you can think out
dream of - we can do it
It just takes a doing
But the problem is
do we want to do it?
We seem to have a mind of our own
- and that is not to anyone's control
Because sometimes we do things without knowing it
Say things and wonder why we had said it
We seem to be controlled by someone other than us
Could that be a higher being?
I don't know
Could that be God?
I don't like to think so
He seems to have too much power
And I can't stand it
That's my take for today
Ask me tomorrow
It may change
Or it may not
Who knows?
But I want to say this
No one can control you
unless you want to be controlled
But when it comes to God
Ahh that may change
He can do anything the h He wants
And there is nothing you can do about it
That's the bottom line
Anyway I don't care
Waste of my time anyway!
Whoa!...To all the evil
That we seldom can see is real
Whoa!...To all the broken hearts
That can now no longer feel
Whoa!...To all the tears
That to easily begin to start
Whoa!...To all the sadness
That gets sealed within our heart
Whoa!...To all the depression
That gets trapped within our mind
Whoa!...To all the sorrow
That our hearts always seem to find
Whoa!...To all the pain, and suffering
That cloud up our once bright skies
Whoa!...To the veil of falling tears
That fall from the angels eyes
This world can be a sad, and somber place
That on occasion we all shall find
Though the best thing to do is wipe it all away
Then cleanse your heart, soul, and mind
Dan Kearley:
12-19-12
WHOA!!!
I say loudly
As she passed me by
Girl,
You look like Marilyn Monroe
Glamorous through my eyes
Her shirt was black
With spaghetti straps
And a white tee underneath
Tight beige pants
Turning heads, causing cramps
I hear someone grinding teeth
OH,
That's me!!!!!
Jared Pickett......09'
Whistling whispering warlocked warrior wishing when
wanting whatever won winnings whenever.
While wondering wandering wordsmithing winsome
witch worries woefully which wayward wintry willfully
willing warlock will winsomely win wonder with what wards.