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Worldwide Pollution

Worldwide Pollution 

 

In Nigeria, in Lagos, in lands far away 

The garbage pile’s growing more and more each new day. 

 

The US is known for throwing trash in the road 

The UK comes close with a big garbage load 

 

But lands that are far are must worse than this quote 

India and Asia are at the top of the note 

 

For having no way to throw garbage away 

In Pakistan the children have nowhere to play 

 

In Egypt the pyramids were built for the kings 

Now they are outnumbered by garbage and things 

 

Qatar has a problem, Afghanistan too 

But so does the US, as if nobody knew 

 

Mexico, India, Madagascar is bad! 

What Disney does show us, it’s not, it is sad 

 

The animals live in trash along with the land 

In Haiti there’s practically nowhere to stand 

 

In Russia there are tons of bad toxins and waste 

In China the air is so thick you can taste 

 

The dirt in the air that we all need to breath 

The world is all garbage, let’s all plant a seed 

 

Let’s stop all the nonsense, the garbage, the trash 

Let’s ask man to value the earth not just cash

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Animals and I

December 10, 2019

When we go to see all the beasts 
we know that it is great. 
Being right near the local zoo 
you're sure to take the bait. 

Animals in many sizes 
in colors, shades, and hues. 
But did you know they will listen 
when people sing the blues? 

How do I know about this fact 
about the cutest beasts? 
Because I spend most all my time, 
my zoo card is well greased. 

I will stay for hours at a time 
and never want to leave. 
I talk to them and they know what 
I'm saying, I believe. 

I have a special bond with them 
for this I know is true 
because animals look my way, 
when leaving makes them blue. 

So I will try and come each day 
to treat them to my mind. 
The peace and pure tranquility 
help me too, I do find.

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What Matters the Most To You - a Sonnet

04/03/2020

The things in life that matter most to me  
live in this house that I can call my own.  
The people and pets that make family  
the ones that are here when I feel alone.  
 
My daughter is one I think of each day  
and how she has grown into such a gem  
David is here and sends love all my way  
I know I could not stand life without them.  
 
My son now is gone but he is still here  
in my heart and in my memorys too  
My husband is with him or at least near  
thinking of them makes my heart break in two.  
 
I love what I have and miss what I lost  
But I wouldn't trade it for any wild cost.

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Our Holidays

Our Holidays! 

Grandpa is gassy and grandma passed out 
Uncle Joe’s drunk and Aunt Emma no doubt 
Can’t believe her eyes 
To us, no surprise 
All this drama makes my mom want to shout!

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Autumn Sonnet

Autumn Sonnet 
November 13, 2019 
 
When the leaves begin to fall fast you know 
That the weather will begin to get cold 
The wind will have gusts and the wind will blow 
Whether you’re young or even real old. 
The leaves turn colors like yellow and red 
The cold air freezes to ice on your brow 
You wish you could just stay warm in your bed 
But daylight lasts less so be busy now.  
Holidays come to many around us 
Some people lonely while some feel complete 
Parents realize their duty and fuss 
To make little ones kind to those they greet. 
We wish for the warmth of the coming spring 
The rebirth of nature’s beauty we sing.  
 
New Fall Sonnets Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Emile Pinnet

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In the Absence of Complications

In the absence of complication 


In the absence of complication, 

trials and tribulations become distant memories. 

Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes - 

inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind. 

 

Above all the disquietude and disorder 

Peace does encompass the serenity displaced 

To demonstrate the possibilities that are  

Available to those willing to accept them.  

 

Persevere as you can in spite of the turmoil 

Which stands constant in your byway  

To procure the benefits of positivity 

Until all struggles have been left behind.

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Fatima

A beauty, a jewel, a lovely bright star 

A beacon of hope is the girl that you are 

Wondering each day

Why Muhammad's away 

You'll always search for him no matter how far.

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Waiting For Love: a Sonnet

Waiting for love: a Sonnet 

 

Only the beauty that lies within 

Marks the truth of love and soul 

For underneath the plain façade 

Does hide a destiny and goal.  

 

But try as you might you cannot see 

The truth of love with blinded eyes 

You cannot love with all your being 

Until you have cleansed all the lies.  

 

So mark the place where passion starts 

Make this is common starting place. 

Unless you vow to stay alone  

For true love is full of truth and grace. 

 

You want the love of mine alone to touch your gentle heart 

You can must ask me just this once and I am ready to start.

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My Winter Wonderland

My Winter Wonderland 

As I sit and wait for the snow to stop 

I watch the world outside my ball of glass 

To see who is watching  

To see the snow fall faster or slower.  

I have no control over the snowfall 

And I must learn to enjoy the shaking 

That I endure at the pleasure of little hands 

For I am a winter wonderland citizen 

Forever in this world of water and flakes 

Glistening and falling, settling until the little hands 

Choose to shake my world once more.  

 

12/11/2019

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A Sense of Holidays

A sense of holidays! 

Blueberry pie hot out of the oven with buttery toppings 
popcorn popping in the pot with oil on the stove 
Lemon and lime are the sour balls used for drinks or garnish 
Take that hot pan out of the oven with your glove.  

Coffee is served with a biscotti, black coffee, strong, steamy 
Fresh coffee beans ground and gurgling through the percolator 
Unsweetened coffee, hot, burns your lips, bitter to the tongue 
Cold ice in the freezer and the glass shelf in the refrigerator.  

Uncle Joe’s gas problem and Aunt Emma’s feet 
As Grandfather breathes and snores through his nose.  
The last crumbs of cinnamon, the last glob of whipped cream 
Take Grandma’s hand when you walk out, she hates to impose.