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Visiting Plainfield
Ed Gein
One of the most famous people from Wisconsin
I went to visit his grave on my vacation from work
It's a drive that takes you through Madison
Then you go straight up on Interstate 39 from there
All together it's about 160 miles
I find the grave yard right away
So I see a guy mowing the grass
I ask him where Ed Gein is buried
He tells me Ed used to babysit him when he was a kid
Ed was a good guy, hard worker
But when his mom did he went off the rails
So he tells me his son would know where he is buried
I ask his son if he knows where Ed is buried
He says, yes I know where he is buried, but I'm not gonna tell ya
I'm getting tired of people coming here
And disturbing his mom's rest, she needs to be left alone in peace
So I didn't want to upset the man
And decided it would be best if I left
I go back to his dad and he tells me how to find Ed Gein's property
As his house was burned down shortly after his arrest
I look for it, but I can't remember how exactly to find it
So I stop at a few businesses, got a Reese's pumpkin
A Badger tshirt, as they didn't have any Plainfield shirts
I also discovered a new snack at a wayside on the way there
Herr's Deep Dish Pizza Curls
One of the most famous people from Wisconsin
I went to visit his grave on my vacation from work
It's a drive that takes you through Madison
Then you go straight up on Interstate 39 from there
All together it's about 160 miles
I find the grave yard right away
So I see a guy mowing the grass
I ask him where Ed Gein is buried
He tells me Ed used to babysit him when he was a kid
Ed was a good guy, hard worker
But when his mom did he went off the rails
So he tells me his son would know where he is buried
I ask his son if he knows where Ed is buried
He says, yes I know where he is buried, but I'm not gonna tell ya
I'm getting tired of people coming here
And disturbing his mom's rest, she needs to be left alone in peace
So I didn't want to upset the man
And decided it would be best if I left
I go back to his dad and he tells me how to find Ed Gein's property
As his house was burned down shortly after his arrest
I look for it, but I can't remember how exactly to find it
So I stop at a few businesses, got a Reese's pumpkin
A Badger tshirt, as they didn't have any Plainfield shirts
I also discovered a new snack at a wayside on the way there
Herr's Deep Dish Pizza Curls
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
Ed Gein is one of the most iconic figures around the Halloween season, which the stores are already promoting since it is the second most decorated holiday after Christmas.
online today!I'm a Dreamer
I dream of all kinds of things
Of Angels and butterfly wings
Shooting stars to make a wish on
Blessings from the rays of the sun
Streams of crystal clear water
Bright moon lite nights for lovers
Raindrops pattering on the roof
While reading my favorite book
Puffy white clouds in a deep blue sky
Finding romance with the right guy
Different scents blowing on a breeze
Tickling my nose tempting with a tease
Pearl drops in oysters left by ocean waves
Diamonds found in deep coal caves
Emeralds and Rubies flying on the wing
While listening to other birds as they sing
Rainbows following a summer’s storm
Bringing forth colorful flowers to form
Of all the wonderful things God has made
I am a dreamer and enjoy all His display
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Posted: Aug 2018
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MINER'S SOUL
Can anyone say,
When the fair winds will play,
Along the hills of my blue West Virginia?
In best of times,
Coal flowed rich from the mines,
My son, you just had to have been there,
About '59,
Big machines were rolled on line,
And the young wives of miners saw worry,
Beginning of the end,
No they could not pretend,
Their dreams became a cold coal dust slurry,
With strong colliers hands,
They did build up these lands,
Till life's seasons bled thru gray December,
So when it's my time,
Lay me down deep in a coal mine,
So my West Virginia miner's soul will remember.
When the fair winds will play,
Along the hills of my blue West Virginia?
In best of times,
Coal flowed rich from the mines,
My son, you just had to have been there,
About '59,
Big machines were rolled on line,
And the young wives of miners saw worry,
Beginning of the end,
No they could not pretend,
Their dreams became a cold coal dust slurry,
With strong colliers hands,
They did build up these lands,
Till life's seasons bled thru gray December,
So when it's my time,
Lay me down deep in a coal mine,
So my West Virginia miner's soul will remember.
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
I'm a native West Virginian. There were many miners in our clan. When mechanized mining and mountain top removal replaced human hands for extracting coal, West Virginia fell into a recession that is still apparent today.
Without Salt
You look good enough to eat
If indeed we ever meet,
You will surely feel the heat,
When our souls collide
My sweet
If indeed we ever meet,
You will surely feel the heat,
When our souls collide
My sweet
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Posted: Aug 2018
Post CommentINFINITY'S END
Travel light years to the edge of the universe,
Then leap into forever,
Straight to the vanishing point,
The fabric of time then sever,
Through myriad of dimensions unknown,
Past the glow of Heaven's Gate,
Through labyrinthine of black holes,
Transcending the machinations of fate,
Where are we never going? Where have we always been?
The truth you seek so fervently,
Lay waiting at,
Infinity's End.
Then leap into forever,
Straight to the vanishing point,
The fabric of time then sever,
Through myriad of dimensions unknown,
Past the glow of Heaven's Gate,
Through labyrinthine of black holes,
Transcending the machinations of fate,
Where are we never going? Where have we always been?
The truth you seek so fervently,
Lay waiting at,
Infinity's End.
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
Infinity's End is just another Beginning. We're already there.ATTITUDE.
Life has a way of sending curved balls
We carefully balance, trying not to fall
When catching our breath, we ponder
Our mind not our feet, can wander
The picture's gets distorted, but we try
Smoothing out wrinkles, but never cry
Usually we find a special way to cope
As every situation, comes with hope
Positive approach, is best we know
Negatives, to a breeze we throw
Until the moment, finally understand
Accept, move forward joining hands
Every situation, can make us smile
Move forward relax, you're not on trial.
Attitude, is the make or break goal
Each step taken, cleanses your soul
We carefully balance, trying not to fall
When catching our breath, we ponder
Our mind not our feet, can wander
The picture's gets distorted, but we try
Smoothing out wrinkles, but never cry
Usually we find a special way to cope
As every situation, comes with hope
Positive approach, is best we know
Negatives, to a breeze we throw
Until the moment, finally understand
Accept, move forward joining hands
Every situation, can make us smile
Move forward relax, you're not on trial.
Attitude, is the make or break goal
Each step taken, cleanses your soul
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
daily life.....
~ The Question ~
~ The Question ~
Where is my Eternal Love!
You are a picture of loveliness
I am so in love with you
I want to hold you in my arms forever
To tell you how much I care
Gaze into the beauty of your eyes
And feel the softness of your vibrant hair
You are so touchable and you feel so divine
I want you to love me as I do you
~ until the end of time ~
To touch your erect breasts of beauty
and body in places that only we would share!
Share the foreplay of Heaven
Wanting you to feel the same
Hold you for an eternity in my arms so strong
Want you to return my affection, is it so wrong?
Kiss your sweet, sweet loving lips and places of desire
Want the kind of kisses
that sets our hearts on fire!
Want you forever to share life’s hidden dreams
Await to carry you over the threshold of love,
If we would only dare!
Oh! My Darling, How happy I want you to be and our life to share
I want you forever and want you to want me too
If he popped the question
Would you say ~ I Do ~
Romantic Poet
JimEee
Where is my Eternal Love!
You are a picture of loveliness
I am so in love with you
I want to hold you in my arms forever
To tell you how much I care
Gaze into the beauty of your eyes
And feel the softness of your vibrant hair
You are so touchable and you feel so divine
I want you to love me as I do you
~ until the end of time ~
To touch your erect breasts of beauty
and body in places that only we would share!
Share the foreplay of Heaven
Wanting you to feel the same
Hold you for an eternity in my arms so strong
Want you to return my affection, is it so wrong?
Kiss your sweet, sweet loving lips and places of desire
Want the kind of kisses
that sets our hearts on fire!
Want you forever to share life’s hidden dreams
Await to carry you over the threshold of love,
If we would only dare!
Oh! My Darling, How happy I want you to be and our life to share
I want you forever and want you to want me too
If he popped the question
Would you say ~ I Do ~
Romantic Poet
JimEee
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Posted: Sep 2018
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Does she or doesn't she?
Always In My Dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
I'll drop a line in between
If you can't reply just read this and sigh
I love you and you're always in my dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
I guess that will always be the scene
Be that as it may just a few things I've to say my dear
I love you and you're always in my dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
Maybe this idea isn't so keen
But with this letter in hand now you understand so clear
I love you and you're always in my dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
And I'm not really a king
A pauper am I and now on my cheek there's a trickle of a tear
But ere you go I love you so and you're always in my dreams
I'll drop a line in between
If you can't reply just read this and sigh
I love you and you're always in my dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
I guess that will always be the scene
Be that as it may just a few things I've to say my dear
I love you and you're always in my dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
Maybe this idea isn't so keen
But with this letter in hand now you understand so clear
I love you and you're always in my dreams
You're over there and I'm over here
And I'm not really a king
A pauper am I and now on my cheek there's a trickle of a tear
But ere you go I love you so and you're always in my dreams
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Posted: Sep 2018
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Daughter of the ether
Secret things I have seen
what is hidden to man I know
in my endless journeys I have known wisdom
in the places where the spirit rises
I have known the absolute
in my mind you daughter of the ether
magic of the universe
with your grace you gave me a dream
so my heart calmed down
you told me that the infinite of stars
is the mirror of my heart
but in my essence there will be no love
too big it is my pain
the light of my heart will extinguish
daughter of the ether take me away
carry me in a magical place
where there is no more pain
where there is a joyfull..to play
what is hidden to man I know
in my endless journeys I have known wisdom
in the places where the spirit rises
I have known the absolute
in my mind you daughter of the ether
magic of the universe
with your grace you gave me a dream
so my heart calmed down
you told me that the infinite of stars
is the mirror of my heart
but in my essence there will be no love
too big it is my pain
the light of my heart will extinguish
daughter of the ether take me away
carry me in a magical place
where there is no more pain
where there is a joyfull..to play
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
Dedicated to all ppl who lives a neverending dream
I dream
I dream...
I dream of days of love, of compassion and empathy
Days when we'll rise above battles and war, foes and enemies
I dream of days of brotherhood...
I dream of days of plenitude, of wealth to share amongst us all
Days when no one in solitude faces to starve and going cold.
I dream of days of sharing food...
I dream of days of peace, of honesty and kindness
Days when men reminisce of old stories for kids' happiness.
I dream of days of pure bliss...
I dream of days of being wise, of protecting the innocent..
Days when we look up in their eyes to find answers to our torment..
I dream of days where we seek truth...
I dream of days of construction, of a future in our present,
Days when the word education contains fun, laughter and amusement...
I dream of days of new order...
I dream of days of right for all, without gender, colour of skin..
Days when we take care of animals like if they were our next of kin...
I dream of days of protection...
I dream of days of liberty, of speech, of faith, of movement..
Days when borders forever will be, things of the past and atonement...
I dream of days of freedom...
I dream.. join me.. it's free...
And together, maybe, we can make our dream a joyful reality...
I dream of days of love, of compassion and empathy
Days when we'll rise above battles and war, foes and enemies
I dream of days of brotherhood...
I dream of days of plenitude, of wealth to share amongst us all
Days when no one in solitude faces to starve and going cold.
I dream of days of sharing food...
I dream of days of peace, of honesty and kindness
Days when men reminisce of old stories for kids' happiness.
I dream of days of pure bliss...
I dream of days of being wise, of protecting the innocent..
Days when we look up in their eyes to find answers to our torment..
I dream of days where we seek truth...
I dream of days of construction, of a future in our present,
Days when the word education contains fun, laughter and amusement...
I dream of days of new order...
I dream of days of right for all, without gender, colour of skin..
Days when we take care of animals like if they were our next of kin...
I dream of days of protection...
I dream of days of liberty, of speech, of faith, of movement..
Days when borders forever will be, things of the past and atonement...
I dream of days of freedom...
I dream.. join me.. it's free...
And together, maybe, we can make our dream a joyful reality...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
My father always saw me as a useless daydreamer.. last year he commented on a picture on my Facebook by saying "are you still dreaming!"This was my answer to his question.. unfortunately he doesn't speak English.. so he'll never know what I dream about!!! ??
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