Tag: Poetry

Poem: Greed

The absolute in dangerous human traits is greed!It has so many facets, it well may be a creed.No matter where or when, or how or why, it thrives;It is a certainty, it touches all our lives.The greed factor exists in other ways than take;It leads a healthy life in methods...

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Poem: Happy Irish Day

All Leprechauns are ambidextrous, with a twist;They’re really all left-handed, a fact most often missed.Just when you think you’ve caught one, he will throw his right—But with his left throw pixie dust—he’s out of sight!Not only does he vanish, your memory is gone.You don’t remember him at all, but blunder...

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Poem: The Modern Grandmother

Beyond the biological dictates one knows,There’s more to being grandma than one might suppose.Just like each stage of life, she’s given ways to live,Which comes down to precisely how she wants to give.To give, most people think you first determine what,Which well may be determined by just what you’ve got.But...

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Poem: Reiterating

I have said this before, and I say it again…Happy New Year!With the smile that I wore, back when I said it then,Happy to cheer!Don’t bother to smirk, thinking once more’s too much,For if it is to work, have that warm human touch,For it cannot be said by you, if...

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Poem: Enjoy Yourself

With all due respect, I do not think I’m asking too much;For all I am asking is you have a positive touch.Most likely, each day is predictably one of routine;And whether it’s school, work, whatever, that’s all that is seen.So day after day after day after day it is always...

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Poem: Bedtime

Who is that coming down the stair,Tip-toeing softly to my chair,Clad in pajamas, pink and bright,Coming to kiss her Dad good night.Littlest angel in disguise,Trying to take me by surprise,Breathless with laughter, pert and smart,Welcoming love with all her heart.The final rush and delighted squeal,The living proof that love is...

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Poem: Changing Takes Free Will

The author Dickens did not have to make up Scrooge;That type had been around forever, like as not.Nor did he have to invent Cratchit as a stooge;For some example of him we can see a lot.So human nature can be seen as rubber stamps,There is not one which any author...

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Poem: Not Just Opinion

Okay, you hate the Jews, so you don’t need to lie;But there are many factors here which must apply.So now before you take a stance, and hoist a cry,You must, in all sincerity of mind, state… Why!This is ‘the down and dirty time’ I must persist;I’m hoping that your mind-set’s...

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Poem: Our Real Thanksgiving

What validates Thanksgiving in your mind;I mean, it’s innate value, so consigned?For how you look at it denotes its worth;Perhaps conscripting knowledge of its birth.May I suggest, however, my own view,Where our Thanksgiving is observed anew.For had it not been for the most devout,This holiday would not have come about.But...

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Poem: It Could Only Happen To Me

I wish I could tell you how nice this has been,No, really…I mean it…I’m glad I was here.So nice that I wouldn’t know where to begin—I’m not that familiar with what you call cheer.I hope I’m around at this same time again,And hope they remember me, as I will them.I...

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Poem: Remember To Remember When

Each day, or week, or month. Or year,Will have those moments you endear,Which means you know them, and will makeThe effort needed each will takeTo have it worth the effort then,Proscribing it be done again.It’s true, some are as you had planned,Though valuable, please understand,These aren’t what you’ll remember most’The...

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Poem: One E. T. To Another

Since you are new here, thought I’d call to check you out—To see how you are doing. You are just aboutTo witness and enjoy what they call Halloween,And let me say it’s not like anything you’ve seenBefore. Too bad we had to have those changes madeBefore we came here. But,...

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Poem: Never A Dull Moment

How often have you had occasion to declareIn honest fervent tone-of-voice “It isn’t fair!”Or having seen an ending you would dwell upon,Play out the musing “What if?”, pro or con.Or, on an accolade or discipline,, the pleaWhich you would choose to voice quite honestly “Why me?”Then, too, a voice you...

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Poem: Signs Of The Times

I’m glad that I was taught two nickels make a dime,And five of them will make a quarter every time.Four quarters make a dollar, meaning I can countOn being confident determining amount.Today, however, kids may not be taught that way,In counting money in their heads, in every dayNecessities, to be...

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Poem: A Worthy Consideration

What is it that you have that never fails?I mean that—never, meaning it prevails.You may not see it as a habit, true,It is still something you will often do.But when I say it never fails, I meanIt never fails to lighten hearts when seen.If often seen, it will become your...

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Poem: A Common Reason

Often sampling The Inner characterAttempting to discern what all this means,Capturing the theme on what it leans,Remains an open question to resolve,Opposed to some conditions which involveSome really silly aspects to resolve,To then take time to tinker with the thoughtIntrinsically suggesting we are caughtContinuing a basic stupid plot. © Richard...

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Poem: What’s In A Smile?

A smile may be just like a lighthouse when compared,To show safe passage if your charts are up to date,But otherwise to warn you off of the dangers faredBy venturing too close, the blithe tempting of fate.But just as strong may be the smile whose beaming lightIs seen and aimed...

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Poem: Pure English

That I’m perplexed is certainly not new;I always want to ascertain a view.This latest seems to tell me more and moreThat I must go and find the nearest shore.It is the gulls that fly there I must seeAnd watch, the ones that live there by the sea.Somehow they are susceptible,...

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Poem: Labor Day

It’s time to pay attention to some history;America has earned its greatness honestly.It is the people who have made this nation great—It is the people who would formulate our fate.Its visionaries formed the industries to build,But they came from the people too, successes billed.The world was used to labor—down and...

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