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Best Poems Written by Stephanie Allen

Below are the all-time best Stephanie Allen poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Memories of You

Sweetness left on my lips
Your warm gentle touch always the highlight of the night
I’m left with only memories of you
Only the pillow I have now to keep me warm tonight

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Waiting Or Not

Santa Baby
Santa I have been waiting 
Waiting for a long time 
Waiting forever for Christmas presents 
Presents my soul craves
Presents for children you make
Make for me my favourite please
Make for me a home to sleep
Sleep is all I need right now
Sleep from morning till sun down
Down I will lay my tired head
Down on a comfy bed
Bed for my aching back
Bed for the children 
Children have a wish list for you
Children ask for silly things like children do
Do please come very soon
Do please bring of course the Christmas food
Food for you I will leave 
Food of cookies and milk for you to feed
Feed Donner and Blitzen
Feed Rudolph too
Too many times I have written to you
Too many times I have waited for a gift from you
You come and go 
You pass me by
By the fake pine trees I come to lie 
By this time now you should have come
Come to me and do not run
Come and let us have some fun
Fun in the sun 
Fun on this little Island
Island of the Caribbean 
Island of black green and gold 
Gold just like the hot sun
Gold gift for me and everyone
Everyone has seen you by now
Everyone even the naughty and the nice
Nice I will be no more
Nice is for the rich not for the poor
Poor I am 
Poor I will be no more
More gifts you deliver
More time to get away in the sleigh
Sleigh I want up in the air
Sleigh will not go for Santa I am not
Not to me you will ever come
Not this year but next year please
Please…
Come…


*Winner of the Blitzing Christmas Contest*

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Please Hold

“Thank you for calling….”
Is what’s trained to be said
But when they get irate and lewd
I feel like hanging up instead.

This person’s always right, that person’s never wrong.
Mr boss sir, your breath is oh so strong!
they’re mean and crass, just downright rude 
I might just be naughty and get the big boss sued.

I give picture perfect smiles,
the really artificial Kind
Welcome and please come again,
you just died ten times in my mind

Just got off the last call and I don’t mean to be crude 
But goodbye till tomorrow, the next  complaint I’ll elude


A collaboration with Niketa McKenzie/Sean Solomon/Stephanie Allen

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Death Affair

It’s a family Affair
Even though it’s a time of despair 
We get all dolled up
Beautiful you look as well
Is it not your day
It’s quite hard to tell

Everyone stands looking at you
In new dresses and suits
Even new hairdos 
Party time or a time for grief
Sad one minute 
Seeming happy the next
As we pose to take photos
Next to a coffin filled of death

They drink and they laugh
Even pouring rum at your grave
For some the tears keep pouring 
Or is that water on their face from the rain that’s pouring

They loved you so they say 
Are we mourners or patrons
Cause mourners shouldn’t dress like this
I think not
In the shortest of dresses and highest of heels
No longer will your wounds heal

Deep below you will sleep
That oh so sweet eternal sleep
Wounds heal no more
Cause decay you will soon
Forgive us in the afterlife
For the absence of sorrow
Cause no longer will you have a tomorrow

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That Chocolate Man

Dipped in chocolate
Red like cherries
Hypnotizingly beautiful
That skin, those lips, those eyes

Deep as a bass drum
Chiseled like a sculpture
Rising like the morning sun
That voice, that body, your manhood

Serenading me with your deep voice
Sending chills down my spine
While I run my hands all over your chiseled body

That chocolate man
With the red cherry lips
And hypnotizingly beautiful eyes
I will let his rising manhood
Set on my horizon

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Tic Toc, Tic Toc

Tic Toc, Tic Toc
Goes the clock
Time the ruler of our minutes, hours and seconds
Life the ruler of how we spend that time

Tic Toc, Tic Toc
Goes the clock
Don’t watch the time
Just do what it does and keep moving
Because time waits on no man

Tic Toc, Tic Toc
Goes the clock
The last hour is upon us
We have no more time to waste

Tic Toc, Tic Toc
Goes the clock
Slowly it comes to a stop
On the hour of midnight 
The beginning of a new day

Ring, Ring, Ring,
Goes the church bell
Tic Toc you hear no more
Cause you are dead my friend

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What Is a Missus Without Her Mister

Oh St. Nick 
For you I have a wish 
Something big and shiny
Please don’t make it tiny
Make sure it’s the perfect fit
Or I’ll surely have a fit
I had one before
But at that time I didn’t know what I was in for
When I saw it in the store 
It just made me want it more
Of course it was gold
With diamonds galore
With this ring to put on my finger
I’ll surely be his Missus and him my Mister 

In the late of the night before, while the spring moaned
And oh it wasn’t the only thing that moaned 
I was shivering but not from the cold
Beau left me after 
To ponder about my life after
On Christmas Eve I was a bride to be
But a bride to be was all I would be
You would think I was happy but all I could do was frown
There I was standing in my beautiful gown
Up the aisle I went 
Beau seated on the right and groom standing to the left
Both looked their best
Yesterday was the true test
Beau is who I wanted so the groom I left 

I know I’ve been naughty 
To the groom I should have been true
The beau and the groom the two made a deadly brew
But with the groom all I was, was blue
For he always made me black and blue
So a beau I found in lieu 
Some say I was a trickster
Cause what’s a Missus without her Mister
But beau was my real happily ever after
After you have read this I hope you’ll understand
That life with the Mister just wasn’t in the plan
Plans for tomorrow I’ll always have with the beau
But plans with the Mister will always go askew 
So the ring please Santa, that’s all I am asking in this letter I’ve written to you


December 11, 2017

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Love Games

Roll the dice of love 
What will it land on?
Will it caress you with a gentle touch?
Or will it suffocate you and watch you gasp for air?
Go ahead and play Russian Roulette 
Love becomes the bullet
Metallic and cold to the touch
If you are lucky you’ll miss this love bullet of death

Love to gamble?
Well gamble with love
The stakes are high
Love is the dealer and your opponent
What’s the prize you may wonder?
A lifetime of happiness
Or better yet some heartache and pain

Think twice before playing
The best players have lost this game
It might sound discouraging
But if you don’t have a ticket you don’t have a chance to win the love lottery 
Play at your own risk of course

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Cougar In Heels

Like a cat on the prowl  
Delicately moving with confidence 
Swaying hips to my own rhythmic beat 
Now watch me pounce upon my next prey 
I am a cougar in heels, keeping all the sugar daddies away

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Season Time

Daisy, Lilac, Roses bloom
Ripen fruit, green trees
Clean house, fresh scent 
Sugar bunny, candy sweet 

Beach party
Sweet fried foods
Dance songs, music beats
River water, kayak rowed 

Dried trees
Carve meats
Scary story
Trick, Treat

Small gifts
Sings carol 
Shiny light
Snowy night 



19/12/2017
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