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Tapestry
Tapestry
Is a life’s work.
Twisting threads
Weaving their way.
Some unravelled.
Some broken.
Some sparkling
Silver some of gold.
Where do the threads connect?
What do they mean?
Do the gold and silver
Connect to something
Beautiful?
Do the unravelled
Show the issues
You’ve had a good to solve?
Do the broken threads
Show heartache and pain?
Tapestry
A life still unfolding.
Weaving and connecting
Bringing
Balance
Bringing joy
Bringing hope
Telling my story.
Written just now 8.11.2021 3 pm
Is a life’s work.
Twisting threads
Weaving their way.
Some unravelled.
Some broken.
Some sparkling
Silver some of gold.
Where do the threads connect?
What do they mean?
Do the gold and silver
Connect to something
Beautiful?
Do the unravelled
Show the issues
You’ve had a good to solve?
Do the broken threads
Show heartache and pain?
Tapestry
A life still unfolding.
Weaving and connecting
Bringing
Balance
Bringing joy
Bringing hope
Telling my story.
Written just now 8.11.2021 3 pm
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
This is my poem and it is to explain how life twists and turns.I’m relaxed with a coffee as I write this original work.
Celestial Realm Captains
Here it is
The cherished secret:
Time twists the arrows of years
With unspeakable ease.
Soon comes merry Christmas
With window lights.
If my memory doesn't sleep
With someone else
And I remember it right,
The creation of this world
Belongs to God, opening doors,
And an Angel, bringing good luck ...
I'm at the crossroad now.
I would like to have an anti-shock heart
Or an ampoule filled with fast poison .
It looks like they don't care,
They don't believe in us and never cry,
Those Celestial Realm Captains:
God, opening doors
And an Angel, bringing good luck
The cherished secret:
Time twists the arrows of years
With unspeakable ease.
Soon comes merry Christmas
With window lights.
If my memory doesn't sleep
With someone else
And I remember it right,
The creation of this world
Belongs to God, opening doors,
And an Angel, bringing good luck ...
I'm at the crossroad now.
I would like to have an anti-shock heart
Or an ampoule filled with fast poison .
It looks like they don't care,
They don't believe in us and never cry,
Those Celestial Realm Captains:
God, opening doors
And an Angel, bringing good luck
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
just trying to be ironic .. but not always successful (((
Eating Thanksgiving Food
I bought my first pumpkin pie yesterday
I also bought some cool whip
I like my pumpkin pie cold
I also had some sliced turkey
The mashed potatoes and stuffing await as they take more time to make
I also have a can of cranberry sauce I will have to open soon and enjoy
I think of Thanksgiving and how the Indians have a day of mourning
They lost their good land and many lives
They had one good meal with the pilgrims in 1621
I also think of the homeless
We had a guy who had lived outside our town for about two weeks
He had a bicycle connected to a cart with tarps and solar panels
I saw a youtube video of him and he was about 20 miles away by Montfort
I also think of the balloons they have at the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Spongebob is my favorite
So it's food, pilgrims, Indians, homeless, and balloons
Oh my!
I also bought some cool whip
I like my pumpkin pie cold
I also had some sliced turkey
The mashed potatoes and stuffing await as they take more time to make
I also have a can of cranberry sauce I will have to open soon and enjoy
I think of Thanksgiving and how the Indians have a day of mourning
They lost their good land and many lives
They had one good meal with the pilgrims in 1621
I also think of the homeless
We had a guy who had lived outside our town for about two weeks
He had a bicycle connected to a cart with tarps and solar panels
I saw a youtube video of him and he was about 20 miles away by Montfort
I also think of the balloons they have at the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Spongebob is my favorite
So it's food, pilgrims, Indians, homeless, and balloons
Oh my!
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
I am getting a turkey and a ham at work in about a week, I'll have to save the wishbone. I know that neither Indian or native american is the proper term, but I can't remember what they were called in Massachusetts. I also noticed the butter I buy no longer has an Indian woman on it.
Whiplash Soup
Kieseritzky Gambit
black Nazi queens
Warhol in spandex
Diamond Dust Shoes
Duchamp's
nude descending
Sputnik '57
circulatory
pink thieves
rubber gun
castration complex
Finnegan's Wake
black Nazi queens
Warhol in spandex
Diamond Dust Shoes
Duchamp's
nude descending
Sputnik '57
circulatory
pink thieves
rubber gun
castration complex
Finnegan's Wake
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
Dada rambleLove inkind
A bowl of lemons
on the wooden table
citrus catches the sun
that falls for you and me
season to season
bud to flower
such kindred spirits
we enlist the blossoms
every dew morning day
on the wooden table
citrus catches the sun
that falls for you and me
season to season
bud to flower
such kindred spirits
we enlist the blossoms
every dew morning day
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
something nice for an afternoonThe Day Before Halloween
Twas the day before Halloween
And all through the town
Lots of creatures were stirring
Even a kid dressed up as a triceratops
All the decorations were hung from the backs of cars with care
In hopes that trick or treaters would soon be there
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a kid as a ninja and an adult as a skeleton
More rapid than flying witches they came
And I shouted and called them by name
On goblins and ghouls and children too young for preschool
On cops and nurses and princesses and cowboys
And a girl from the movie Beetlejuice
A cheerleader and a scary pumpkin warlock too
And I screamed as they faded from sight
Happy Halloween to all and to all a good night!
And all through the town
Lots of creatures were stirring
Even a kid dressed up as a triceratops
All the decorations were hung from the backs of cars with care
In hopes that trick or treaters would soon be there
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a kid as a ninja and an adult as a skeleton
More rapid than flying witches they came
And I shouted and called them by name
On goblins and ghouls and children too young for preschool
On cops and nurses and princesses and cowboys
And a girl from the movie Beetlejuice
A cheerleader and a scary pumpkin warlock too
And I screamed as they faded from sight
Happy Halloween to all and to all a good night!
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Posted: Oct 2021
About this poem:
I went to main street in Platteville and wrote this as the trick or treaters were getting their candy. The Hulk, a goblin, and a cheerleader just went by.
Counting On The Church Bells To Ring
Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town
Counting on the peace that they bring with their gentle sound
Walking on the sidewalk by the street heaven can be found
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town
The clouds up above cover that little town with love so graciously
Bright colored leaves dancing in the breeze of fall as they fall around me
The town clock doesn't work it's always stays on three
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town and give hope for eternity
And when it's raining I won't be complaining and the reason why
When I'm in my car and go passing by
I roll my window down
Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town
Counting on the peace that they bring with their gentle sound
Walking on the sidewalk by the street heaven can be found
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town
The clouds up above cover that little town with love so graciously
Bright colored leaves dancing in the breeze of fall as they fall around me
The town clock doesn't work it's always stays on three
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town and give hope for eternity
And when it's raining I won't be complaining and the reason why
When I'm in my car and go passing by
I roll my window down
Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town
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Posted: Oct 2021
Post CommentA Little Sailboat
I don't know how it comes to me but surprisingly it's there
Words I see words I write and words I've got to share
I'll never be on a yacht just a little sailboat
And always a breeze that's only fair
It's never sleek never suave the captain never sleeps
He only takes a nap forgets where puts the map
And he doesn't seem to care it's just a little sailboat
And the breeze is always only fair
Looking up he sees the sky is blue
Looking down he sees a little hole and he needs a little glue
Suddenly the sky turns red so sailor beware
It's just a little sailboat and the breeze is always only fair
Words I see words I write and words I've got to share
I'll never be on a yacht just a little sailboat
And always a breeze that's only fair
It's never sleek never suave the captain never sleeps
He only takes a nap forgets where puts the map
And he doesn't seem to care it's just a little sailboat
And the breeze is always only fair
Looking up he sees the sky is blue
Looking down he sees a little hole and he needs a little glue
Suddenly the sky turns red so sailor beware
It's just a little sailboat and the breeze is always only fair
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Posted: Oct 2021
Post CommentThat Kind Of Wife
Her gentle fingers on my face
Bringing me to morning life
I need that kind of wife
I hope that doesn't sound selfish
And I would tell her I love her every time I hold her
And every morning after breakfast was over
I would sit there starring
At this wonderful light
I need that kind of wife
No words would be spoken and looks would be like a treasure
With a magical spell of everything that's right
I need that kind of wife
Just a little more coffee I'll be high as a kite
I'm getting older but I still need to see her hair fall off her shoulder
I need that kind of wife
Bringing me to morning life
I need that kind of wife
I hope that doesn't sound selfish
And I would tell her I love her every time I hold her
And every morning after breakfast was over
I would sit there starring
At this wonderful light
I need that kind of wife
No words would be spoken and looks would be like a treasure
With a magical spell of everything that's right
I need that kind of wife
Just a little more coffee I'll be high as a kite
I'm getting older but I still need to see her hair fall off her shoulder
I need that kind of wife
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Posted: Oct 2021
Post Comment
A Simpler Time
Standing in a line
In a room full of strangers
What will I find
Walking through the door
Where are you now
My long forgotten dreams
All those sweet autumn days
Playing in the leaves
When memories come alive
Stirring images in our minds
Peaceful sounds of a shoreline
Skipping all those stones
Laughing in the breeze
Doing whatever we please
Singing a happy song
When its raining leaves
Nothing lasts for long
Is the title of this song
So put your mind at ease
A good life won’t displease
When you live each day
Rising up to do the chores
Like so many rolling waves
Washing up unto the shore
In a room full of strangers
What will I find
Walking through the door
Where are you now
My long forgotten dreams
All those sweet autumn days
Playing in the leaves
When memories come alive
Stirring images in our minds
Peaceful sounds of a shoreline
Skipping all those stones
Laughing in the breeze
Doing whatever we please
Singing a happy song
When its raining leaves
Nothing lasts for long
Is the title of this song
So put your mind at ease
A good life won’t displease
When you live each day
Rising up to do the chores
Like so many rolling waves
Washing up unto the shore
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Posted: Oct 2021
About this poem:
Searching for some inner 'meaning of life' and some simpler times while queuing in a line……..to receive a Covid vaccine.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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