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Save Our Sisters

A poem about infanticide of girls...

Many girls lost, many girls missed
Many girls lost, never to be Ms.
Strings of girls, strands of pearls, 
Gone, gone, gone. Pretty, pretty, girls.
A mother's hug, a sister’s laugh, a daughter’s kiss
Lost, lost, lost. Missed, missed, missed.

Many girls lost, many girls missed
Many girls lost, never to be Ms.
Young girls grow up, become young ladies.
But for Indian girls, that’s a big maybe 
Young girls grow up, become young ladies.
But for Chinese girls, that’s a big maybe,

Many girls lost, many girls missed
Many girls lost, never to be Ms.
Run, Run, Run, hide your daughters, 
Run, Run, Run.  Run from the slaughter.
Wake up world, we’ve lost too many sisters.
S.O.S. World, Save our Souls, Save our Sisters. 

NoelsArt

Comments: In some parts of the world, the three deadliest words are “It’s a girl”.  Girls are killed for being girls. After watching this movie trailer  http://www.itsagirlmovie.com/ , I wrote the poem above.  FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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Ode to a Writer

Ode to a Writer

Who will find it?
my consonants of Gold, 
and vowels of Silver,
my pearls of poetry,
and rubies of writing,

Who will find me?
So, I can be paid
the Big, Big bucks?,
So I can hob knob
with Who's Who,
and lecture them
on such and such. 

Publishers out there,
I got plots to pitch,
ideas to discuss,
Ways to make you rich

But All in All, 
I'm tired of waiting
And God,
I've been praying
for that right way of saying,

Sir, would you, Uh
Ma'am, could you, Um.
What if I Uh
Maybe I could Um.

Who will find it?
my consonants of Gold, 
and vowels of Silver,
my pearls of poetry,
and rubies of writing.

NoelsArt

Comments: Like many of us, I hope to be discovered, go “viral”. I like the “Sir, would, Uh”, shows my shyness, awkwardness, wanting and fearing fame I guess. FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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Pounds, Pounds, Pounds

Pounds, Pounds, Pounds

Step on scale, gotta lose weight, 
Pounds, pounds, pounds.
Pound in new habits, eat right, run more
Running around, running around and around.

Can’t wait, step on scale, 
Sure I’ve lost weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds.

Step on scale, gained weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds. 
Pound in new habits, eat right less, run more, more.
Running around, and around, and around.

Can’t wait, step on scale, 
Sure, I’ve lost weight,
Pounds, pounds, pounds

Step on scale, gained weight, 
Pounds, pounds, pounds.
Pound in new habits, 
Hammer in hand, Hammer to scale, 
Pound! Pound! Pound! …

NoelsArt

Comments: Who hasn't lost weight and wants to do damage to a truth lying scale.  FEEDBACK WELCOME

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Girls Are Tops

Girls Are Tops 

Go Figure? Figure Skaters,
Girls twirl and amaze,
Girls wow and graze,
Over the ice.
Then over the ice,
First toe loops,
Then double axels,
And for seconds,
They never come down.

Go Figure? Figure Skaters
Feet reach back, toes point at
“Trail Blazed Ice”.
Hands reach for, fingers point at
“Virgin Ice”.

Go Figure! Figure Skaters,
Feet circling, spiraling inwards
Hands circling, spiraling upwards
Spinning! Spinning!! Spinning!!!
Faster! Faster!! Faster!!!
“Man, these Girls are Tops!”

NoelsArt

Comments: Who isn't amazed by gymnast, figure skaters, and other athletes with speed, strength and grace. FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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Evergreens, Evergreens

Evergreens? Evergreens!

In winter,
Windswept debris:
Blue bags, brown paper,
And white string.
Cling to city trees,
Evergreens?

In spring,
Buds bloom to Leaves,
Greening over,
Windswept debris:
Blue bags, brown paper, 
and white string.
Evergreens!

NoelsArt

Comments: A simple poem related to the change of seasons. FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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The Mightly Flugle

The Mighty Flugle

New thing, newly created, 
Easily does, what you've always hated,
Ronco presents The Mighty Flugle.
which easily flups the toughest ugle.
When equipped with our patented doodlebob,
The Mighty Flugle flups not one but two ugle jobs. 
Attaches easily to any bobbywind,
The Mighty Flugle's really one of a kind. 
And say bye-bye to that old grabopple,
Cuz The Mighty Flugle's made of hand made copple,
At 19.99, The Mighty Flugle's an absolute steal,
Why it's the greatest invention since the wheel,
So don't be foolish, send a check right away,
and own The Mighty Flugle within 10 days. 

NoelsArt

Comments: My whimsical poem above pokes fun at advertising in a Dr. Seuss style. FEEDBACK WELCOME

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What is White

What is white?

What is white?
Falls from sky
Slip on white
Careful, you’ll fall

What is white
Falls from sky
Cold to touch
Rolls into ball

What is white
Falls from sky,
Covers street,
Car slips, bangs, wall, 

What is white
Falls from sky
Covers leaves
Fallen to ground

What is white
Falls from sky
Covers ground
Closes school
Children smile
Mothers frown

What is white?

NoelsArt

Comments: With our recent snowfall, It’s time to publish a snow poem.  FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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Christmas Lives

“Christmas Lives!!”

Christmas was…
Because Christ Lived!
Christmas is…
Because Christ Lives!!

Noels_Art

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Copyright © Noel Flater | Year Posted 2018

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Kite

Kite                         

A plastic colored bird,
waltzing in the sky,         
tethered to, but looking down upon,
a boy.                       

Kite                         

A plastic colored bird,
waltzing in the sky,         
looking like, but looking down upon,
his mates.

Kite                         

A plastic colored bird,
tangos with his mates,
circles in the sky,
up, down, up,
guided by,
careful hands.               

Kite                         

A plastic colored bird,
ripples through the sky,
crashes into sand,
plunk, thud, splat,
brought down by,
careless hands.                                  

Boy,

looking up upon,
tethered to,
waltzing in the sky,
a plastic colored bird,
a kite.

NoelsArt

 

Comments: At Ocean City, Maryland, stunt kites amazed me with their acrobatics.  Kites are no longer boring. Kites are cool. FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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Kevin

"Kevin"

Drug buy,
for one it went good.
Drug buy,
for one it went bad.

You see Kevin,
wore high heeled sneakers.
You see Kevin,
was his junkies' keeper.
 
But one day;
the junkie didn't have it,
so Kevin didn't give it,
but the junkie had to have it,
but Kevin didn't get it.

So when his beeper beeped beeped,
the Junkie popped popped.
And when his beeper beeped beeped.
his heart beat beat,

"Stopped."

NoelsArt

Comments: Above is a poem about Kevin, a drug dealer. It’s from a series of Kevin poems. I like to perform this poem.  FEEDBACK WELCOME

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