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Bagels and baguettes
Bap or fried bake,
The fruits of the flour
are easy to make
Chollah, chapatti,
Cinnamon bun.
These global delights,
make eating such fun.
Filled with Caribbean sweet meat
like Guava jam,
Scottish smoked salmon;
Or Danish roast ham.
Add a fresh fruit salad,
Some sparkling wine,
A candle, red roses and
you’re ready to dine.
Joanna Davis
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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Cinderella Bites Back
Joanna Davis
Once upon a story; in a fairy tail.
Lived a shy and lonely girl,
Who's friends were Mop and Pail.
She was really quite a clever girl,
But suffered hate and spite.
Until an invitation came,
And she wished with all her might!
‘if only I could go to the ball,’
She cried, when no one was around.
Then out of a tiny hole,
She heard the faintest sound.
'Of course, you can go to the ball,
What makes you think you can't?'
'Just because that witch said no,
Doesn’t mean you shan’t!'
'But my dress is in rags,
My feet dirty and bare.
There's nothing in my closet,
That I could really wear'.
‘Don't worry’, said the little mouse,
For I know just the thing.
By the time I've finished,
You’ll have a wedding ring.
'Oh no’, said Cinderella,
That's not what I had in mind.
I was rather hoping for a career;
A chance to serve mankind.
The mouse thought for a moment,
Sized up her situation.
'It’s not a wardrobe you need,
It’s an education'!
So when you read this story,
Or listen to this tale.
About a sad and lonely girl,
with a mop and pail.
Remember, that the dream you wish,
Or star, you hope to find.
Has always been there with you,
Tucked safely in your mind!
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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You can pass it on, with just a touch,
It really doesn't take too much.
A wink, a smile... unspoken look,
There is no end...to love’s great book.
Your heart will feel, soul can tell,
Passions rise, to form a spell.
Once it’s cast, none can break,
All earthly riches you’ll forsake.
To feel its heat. Breathe it in...
Love’s not a game you play to win.
Cost to give, free to take,
Price you pay. Heart the stake.
Some will accept, others berate,
A single kiss will seal your fate.
If lovers knew, they’d never win,
This game of love, would not begin.
They’d be no children on this earth,
If women shied, at pain of birth.
For as long as life, they’ll lovers be,
Love’s here to stay...
In Perpetuity.
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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Goodbye Johnny Walker
Joanna Davis
I swear I’m in a nightmare,
I know it’s some bad dream
This craving for the deadly juice,
Is nothing new it seems
Our life is one long quarrel,
A battle no one can win
Am I paying a kind of penance,
For some past life of sin?
I won’t put up with this forever,
The smell or wavering gait
If I stay with you much longer,
I’ll surely be tempting my fate
A soul that’s soaked with liquor,
With breath to ignite a match
But your handsome looks so deceiving,
I naively believed you a catch!
You’ll promise it’s the last time,
Say you’re done… that it’s the end!
But in me you see a nagging wife,
While in the bottle - a comforting friend
Tell me exactly how, I can win,
Or compete with something so pure?
What kind of psychological jargon,
Would even up the score?
This demon is so elusive,
Someone, somewhere, please advise me,
What spirits will finally convince you,
To seek your desired sobriety!
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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Yin Yang
We make our own demons,
create our own gods.
Our lives, are a series,
of evens and odds.
In the ebb and flow of the rockiest tide,
Truth is a pearl, We all seek to hide.
Success, just failure turned on its head.
The path to victory, is littered with dread.
Desire and fear, the fraternal twin,
Thoughts control if you lose or you win!
A need, a plan, action and grace,
Shield you from all the arrows you’ll face.
You cannot win, without playing the game.
If nothing is changed, results are the same.
The life you make, is all in your mind,
To have tomorrow,leave yesterday behind.
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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Before The Harvest
Why is it that we suffer,
Our loneliness alone?
When the happy dance together,
Arms about each other thrown?
Why is it that we cry in solace,
Our tears on barren ground fall?
When laughter brings crowds from miles around,
Like in response to some mating call.
Why is it that our tears confine us,
Compelling sweet retreat?
When happiness propels us forward,
To dance, sing, and tap our feet!
Perhaps it’s that we need our tears...
Our time to be alone,
To gather in the seeds of hope,
Till, once again there’re sown.
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2016
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When your heart’s been broken,
Or your spirit’s feeling low.
And you’re looking for direction,
A place where you can go.
Remember that although the pace,
May at often time seem slow.
Your faith will be your shelter,
A place where you can grow.
Don’t hide behind the shadow,
Of another’s dream.
For while you seek the river,
They may be searching for a stream.
So if the day looks cloudy,
The sun, not in your sight.
What may seem your darkest hour,
Is just a still and restful night.
Joanna Davis
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Once a silly sailor,
sat upon a ship
Drank a barrel of rum;
thought he’d take a dip
Looked left and right.
then over starboard side
Saw a hump back whale
so he asked him for a ride
'No!' Said the whale,
I’ve far too much to do
to spend time wasting
with a sailor as silly as you!
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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A smile can bring a breath of fresh air
to a heart that’s been broken
or a soul in despair
A smile needs no sound
‘NO YOU DON’T HAVE TO SHOUT’
Sometimes your mouth will open
and you teeth shine out
A smile is infectious
just look and see...
I think you’ve just caught
that crater from me!
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2011
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Don’t worry about the future,
What will be, will be
Take some time to look around,
A beautiful world, you’ll see
Why worry about tomorrow?
It’ll come whatever we do
Be kind to yourself, you’ll find,
Courage will see you through
Have you ever had a dream,
A plan, idea or invention?
Yet, never bothered to stay the course,
Or given it a mention?
Now’s the time to follow your dream,
Release all your tension and stress
You hold the power to change your life,
Don’t settle for anything less!
Copyright © Joanna Davis | Year Posted 2012
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