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Elizabeth Larter Poem
Chosen Mountain
I hear the stillness onto many whispers of the lowlands call
At times like this, I felt so very energetic and tempted to answer
Silently they're offering me to be known as a free dwelling woman
Without any recluse to my knowledge abide and having to conquer.
Viewing the massive mountains in front of me, makes me want to climb
It's beckoning to me to make a movement to approach and ascend
So graciously I took a more climatic approach of a lesser path
Then all at once when I skillfully crossed round a slippery bend.
To my utmost astonishment came to a conclusion, I cannot choose both
So then I chose to take the path less traveled and be so very wise
Temporarily this will determine to conclude to my own destiny of fate
Need I say, I had chosen the Himalayan Mountains.
I knew that with my well-skilled grace of arts they'd be less stress and strain
For I've been known to keep a firm stronghold only by climbing
So that in the end I will rise above all the craven of the plane
For in my life, I've always enjoyed hiking and mountain climbing
That I do have the carnal knowledge to choose the right mountain
And initially I shall forever stay straight forth and keep on ascending.
07/10/2015
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
HARVEY WALL-BANGERS
Having a good time drinking Harvey Wall-bangers
Always watching out on how much I drink
Reaching into an unknown realm of alcohol
Very tempting this drink can be to one and all
Enlivening me to unknown territory can be tempting
Yolanda my friend can sure be a bad influence
Whispering along with all those lyrics of songs
All being off tune and not sounding of rock and roll
Loud we all are and way off base and can take critisim
Lead singer went on vacation now we all can’t sing
Bringing so much cheer we all get along with lots of things
Another day starts and we’re all feeling so far off key
Neal Armstrong is not roaming around near here to see
Give us another song and we may be able to reach a crescendo
Enlivening this place is like living among the high in Los Dango
Really I have to tell you now, I really do not like drinking Harvey Wall-bangers.
Sincerely all my friends and I now and then do have fun without drinking alcohol.
REALLY LIFE CAN BE LIKE SOME KIND OF METAPHOR!!
08/20/16
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
My Kung Fu Chop Suey Present
On my thirty-fourth birthday off to China's best; traveled I went
So very uneventful and unaware I blithely lost all my well-earned money and spent,
As I entered into a Chinese restaurant and telephoned Connie Chang's
Alas, I'd decided to relinquish my yearnings and fill my hunger pangs.
On an undecided moment, I ordered chop suey and plate of spring rolls,
Also, a bottle of plonk to keep out the shivering unwanted cold
I ate so fast and drunk like a half drowned starved human sprinkler,
Putting my calloused hands in my pockets, found my frozen fingers.
Then found out I didn't have enough money to pay the restaurant bill
Then decided to leave and dash; when all was quiet and very still,
Once I was outside, to my eyes, I was shocked with angst and surprise,
All the waiters were waiting there with ugliness in their piercing eyes!
All at once they did many Kung Fu Chops unto my veiled eyes and stamped on my head
Their contempt in their eyes was to leave me so bruised and brutally dead,
They violently attacked me like a raging tiger in heat, then all at once I was still and all alone,
My blood had been spread apart and muscles were strung out and splintered right to my very bone.
They surely unraveled me, quite inadequately because back then I was very sure
This adventure of mine was an espionage of a birthday present for me to remember much of violence and gore,
I callously lay in a hospital bed for six or seven long endless months or weeks
I'm telling you all this had happened for a simple plate of chop suey and fresh steaks and leaks,
You do a great many of silly things when you are young and adventurous--haha! And that was all in a blurr.
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
B B Got Duped
Did you know Betty Boop got duped in the loop?
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
Golden Seas 1
On God's eternal golden seas, a drinking Greek poet once said
Does one not matter how hast and vast of the rich and poor
surrounds many a war
Hast! Thou many a people have watched and whom have returned
to the dead
Those who have not could out bear in initially making the right choice
Many a have-not whom have bored with having nothing to choose
Have they not called for their drinks in their baritone of voice
Thus they have found a fictitious customary vehicle in idle booze
Engaging into another alcoholic drink; Steven was not so right
For all he ventures in is self-deception on golden seas doth sever him
so elusive quick
The siphon doth stutters into an archaic turn of coldest plight
Many a have-not is willing as his tortured soul is thus sick.
Archie doth pour another drink of rum so Adam walks back to his
nourishing garden.
Another drink doth bring on an evil entity upon the voluptuous tree
Does not your ignorant brain go soft into your inside arteries will harden?
As in God's eyes he knows no one shall see what his eyes shall see.
Stephen has pounced another drink of rum to his brother either
Archie doth drink another rum as he had versed an evil curse
Another drink, another drink, another, another dear brother.
To be continued
Written Nov. 12. 2014
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
A Bird's Song
A flippant man would declare and thus could not believe
How the bluebirds sang in the lush garden of green sound
And unto his daring vain ears as he heard the voice of Eve
He then added a word of his own on a greater over sound.
Her melodic tone as she speaks without an inferior of words
She admittedly has an eloquence of voice so pleasantly soft
Her melodious voice has a great influence on all Gods birds
When off in the distance a squeal of laughter carried it aloft.
Then destiny would have it as she had heard the caroling song
Quite later their voices had came so close to which all would cross
For the music persisted in the green lavish of wooded fields so long
As in that moment of truth, it may never initially late and lost.
Then after there the songbirds song would not sound the same
As Eve walked to the woods, all the beauty of birds are why she came.
Written: Nov. 14, 2014
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Hush My Little One
Hush my little one, please don't cry
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby,
Of ribbons and gold and of angels that fly
As bluebirds sing you of lavender kisses by
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby
Hush my little one, please don't cry
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby.
Into a land of heavenly arms of pure happiness
So you will always be loved with pure tenderness
Hush my little one, please don't cry
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby.
All children tucked in their beds with angelic souls
In a land of beauty and angelic hues of stories ole
With tears of beauty and puppy dogs view
Then they will adore you and sing along with you.
Hush my little one, please don't cry
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby,
Of all fairies, angels and poppies of gold
Like rainbows that shine like a diamond bold.
Hush my little one please don't cry
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby
Of angels kissing you from up above
Like mommy and daddy hearts filled with love
Hush my little one please don' cry
Momma's going to sing you a lullaby.
Angels sing in songs with harmony
As Gods land of sweet loves caress
I'll sing you a song with my tenderness
Hush my little one, please don't cry
I'll love you forever which I won't deny,
Hush my little one, please don't cry
I'll love you forever which I'll never deny,
I'll love you forever which I'll never deny.
Written: Sept. 14, 2014
Liz
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
Autumn
Nostalgia fills the Autumn air of purities as an exotic kiss we all know
Multiplying seasonal autumn breezes gently swaying in majestic flow
Unleashing softly frolicking leaves so they can desperately deceive
Tempestuous colors upon Autumn leaves as they gently do receive
Ultimately in unison the leaves destinies are like an enticing bliss
The Autumn breezes of leaves do bring forth an electrifying kiss.
Written: Oct. 20, 2015
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BETTY BOOP
What ever happened to Betty Boop?
She went out on a date and to duped.
09/07/2016
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Elizabeth Larter Poem
Beautiful Smile
Your beautiful smile
lingers on into the night
till early sunrise.
07/07/2016
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