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UNCONDTIONAL LOVE OUR GIFT IN TIME ~ MYSTIC POET

WE-ALL-WANT-ABSOLUTELY-GOOD-LOVE! “Well, what’cha-know-’bout-that!”

“UNCONDITIONAL!” a poem a.k.a.: “A Moment Is Sufficient!” 24 May 2019 (for: Friday)

Good luck! with-finding-perfect-love! Yeah! I’m-“smellin’-a-rat,” ( JUST JOKING) *

For I-ain’t buying this notion – of LOVE WITH NO CONDITIONS!!

At-least looking-for-it-in-others’-eyes; so, here’re-some-favorite-ad-missions:

(1) I tried to give TRUE LOVE, but-it-was-just-thrown-away;


(2) I failed to give love FULLY! So, I sought another way,
To-get-love on-a-street-corner, at-least-for-a-short-while;


(3) I searched for LOVE ETERNAL, and-I-found-me-many-a-smile,
But-frowns-always-came-later, so I “knew” IT-was-not-TRUE;


(4) I gave-up-on Unconditional-Love UNLESS-I-can-have-IT-with-you;


Or (5) “I took what I could get!” I took what I could get,


And-stopped-looking-for-“perfect-love”-in-others, ’cause-I-ain’t-found-it-yet!

Plus, I don’t expect-to-EVER – for ideas about love always change,


So, if I can get IT for just A MOMENT, I-DON’T find-that strange,


And-I-can cherish that-moment, for the rest of my life!

IF-I-CAN-FIND-LOVE-FOR-A-MOMENT-IN-A-PRETTY-FACE,


I’ll-[try-to]-make-her-my-wife!! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Yeah! **

fin <3

* lost it there for a moment, rhythm had me flying

** please wifey Iโ€™m not serious about that

Forgiveness is next to GODLINESS ๐Ÿค“

The life in front of you is more important than behind you
Donโ€™t look back youโ€™re not going there
You are amazing
You are unquestionably fabulous

Unconditional kindness ~

” ‘B,’ WHEN YOU FINALLY DECIDE TO LIVE, IT’S TIME TO CRY, LAUGH & MAKE SOME DECISIONS!”* a poem May 23, 2019 (Thursday) for: “B!”

” ‘B,’ WHEN YOU FINALLY DECIDE TO LIVE, IT’S TIME TO CRY, LAUGH & MAKE SOME DECISIONS!”* a poem May 23, 2019 (Thursday) for: “B!”

“‘B,’ my friend! I want a friend!”
“Are you my friend until The End?”

What’s a friend? I will decide;
My friend’s WITH ME? ALL-through my ride!

(S)he’ll go with me and make-each-decision:
MAKING-THEM-ALL will-be-her(his)-“mission!!”
For-I’ve-ABDICATED – “my life stream throne!”
STAY WITH ME! I-CAN’T-BE-ALONE!

I NEED you here, to tell me what to do!
Tell me anything you want, for-I-NEED-YOU!

WHAT? You’re not doing? What I DESIRE?
Make-me-“GOOD” decisions, to entertain-and-inspire!
IF NOT – then KILL ME! I’ll NOT complain!!!
[I REFUSE to use – any more of my brain!]
I won’t complain! Lock-your-hands-around-my-throat;
YOU’RE MY FRIEND; YOU HAVE MY VOTE!

IF you-don’t-do “right-by-me,” you’re-my-enemy-too!
THIS JOB IS YOURS, [‘CAUSE] I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!

What kind of friend are YOU? Aren’t-you-my-friend?
Won’t you stay with me – TO “MY” BITTER END?
And: DECIDE! for: ME! I-demand your help;
Of course, IF-I-don’t-like-your-choice, I’ll-give-out-a-yelp,
And bite off your [friendly] hand, which-may-be-trying-to-feed-me!
I’VE AB-DI-CATED Yeah! WILL-ING-LY!

I’ll get upset! but I might not cry;
Yes, I will!!!! I’m-surely-gonna-die,
At your hand, you bastard, for EACH-DECISION-IS-TOO-BIG!
Why don’t you kill me, you IRRESPONSIBLE pig!

fin <3

  • – Just make those decisions! You may not have to take responsibility for them, “B,” but why not make them anyway!! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Smile, “B;” perhaps, it could be worse

Time for us ~

“TIME!” a poem May 23, 2019 [Thor]

FOR ME –
I-might-“budget”-time-because-I-think-there’s-not-be-enough!!!

WHY ELSE? would I “schedule?” WHY-ARE-WE-ALL-SO-GRUFF?

We’ll SNAP!-at-“friends” because-they-have a-wee-err[e]and,
They’d like some help with! Yet, time-constraints-might-end,
When Faith – and Hope – and A Look Away From Time,
Combine! to-allow-me to write a “perfect” rhyme,
One just the “right” length, penned in perfect script,
With-thoughtful-notes, RELAX-edly-penned, while-I’ve-gently-sipped,
On an easily brewed – cup of the finest tea!
I can make a loving cup for you! as well as one for me!

TIME IS ETERNAL! when we can agree on this,
And feel it deeply! Then-there’s-internal-bliss!

We can then SLOW immensely, picking up “an angelic pace!”
Disregarding time – will offer you a much “calmer” face,
And a witty tongue! Although not one mean,
Perhaps moralistic! Perhaps “obscene,”
But-comely, so appropriate – for THE PROPER TIME?

NO TIME IS MY TIME! Seek-not-my-counsel, My Love, for I’m,
ONLY YOUR MUSE! A-muse-d and sublime!
Perhaps [or not] within-me I’ve-got-one-more-rhyme!?

Rather, I don’t know if-IT’s-within; it could be without!
You can choose to agree; you can choose to pout!
You can do – mostly – ANYTHING YOU WANT!
LET’S have an adventure! Let’s go on a hunt!
If you live ordinarily! You’ll-have ordinary experience!
Come jump over-here with me! or-will-you-sit-on-the-fence,
Afraid to move – and to change your point of view!?
Come on! Don’t you want some interesting things to do?

fin <3

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  • CINDERELLA
    "THE TRUE STORY OF CINDERELLA!" a poem, a.k.a.: "Things Are Not Always What They Seem!" May 22, 2019 (Wednesday, Karaoke Night at The Railroad Blues) She cleaned the kitchen – and the fireplace! She LOVED-it-at-home, with a homely face!? Of course, her-face-was-covered-with-soot-and-dirt; Her sisters beat her, [but] she laughed, 'til-it-hurt! She never complained and was … Read More
  • WOMEN GOTTA WORRY ๐Ÿค“
    "IT'S JUST NOT!" a poem, a.k.a.: "Yes! It Is!" Too[s]-Worry-or-Not-To[s]-Worry-Day! 21 May 2019 Just remember: "NONE-O'-THIS-NONE-O'-THIS-is THAT great!"It just ain't! IMPULSES! Not FATE! Scorpions-gotta-sting-frogs; frogs gotta ask: "Why?Did-you-sting-me, man?" [Scorpion:] "I won't lie -It's IN MY NATURE!" and – Nature calls,Setting up impulses – in your balls! Women gotta worry, 'cause they ALL forgot,That – … Read More
  • “MISPLACED HOPES & DREAMS, GUARDED BY TEDDY!” a poem: May 18, 2019 (Saturday) possibly the most pitiful thing anyone has ever written!
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  • “IN SEVERAL PARTS!” a poem, a.k.a.: “Pass Me A Frappuccino, Please!” TUESDAY May 21, 2019
    "IN SEVERAL PARTS!" a poem, a.k.a.: "Pass Me A Frappuccino, Please!" TUESDAY May 21, 2019 One part of you worries! Another part [simply] worked it out! One part in so happy! One part likes to pout! Pout-y parts are-still-purty [pretty], and poop-y parts are nice, Every part, by-itself, is-a-precious-little-slice, Combining all together, to make the … Read More
  • “THE PROMISED LAND!” a poem a.k.a.: “On Peeling Your Egg!” May 21, 2019 (Tuesday)
    "THE PROMISED LAND!" a poem a.k.a.: "On Peeling Your Egg!" May 21, 2019 (Tuesday) Loving is like peeling an egg! It's-so-simple! It takes less force or effort than squeezing a pimple! It's just – a few tap-py slaps, to bruise the shell, That hard, protective ego, that we love so well! You then squeeze a … Read More
  • “PLEASE DON’T WORRY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!” a poem in the series: “Mr. and Mrs. Cuddly Poo Conquer The World!” May 19, 2019 (Sun Day)
    "PLEASE DON'T WORRY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" a poem in the series: "Mr. and Mrs. Cuddly Poo Conquer The World!" May 19, 2019 (Sun Day) I-really-just-want-you-to-be-happy! It's simple! That's-all! If you feel like a chat – I hope it's me you'll call! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Please, please! I-may-not-always-be-able-to-answer! [So] Leave a message; I'll call back! Because: … Read More
  • “MARRIAGES! BETWEEN DEMONS AND ANGELS! YOU DECIDE!” a poem May 19, 2019 (Sunday)
    * – Greek: "petros!" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fAVgS4TuJYg https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osEuk59fjOA
  • “MY POUTING GIRLFRIEND IS MY FAVORITE ONE!” a poem, a.k.a.: “She Has A Flubberbutt and It’s OK!” May 19, 2019 (Sunday)
    "MY POUTING GIRLFRIEND IS MY FAVORITE ONE!" a poem, a.k.a.: "She Has A Flubberbutt and It's OK!" May 19, 2019 (Sunday) She didn't say a word! [She-stood-next-to-me-with-this-pout!] Not-even a-single-word! So, I asked: "What's-this-about?" She was "cute as a bug's ear," my little pouting friend; Her-eyes-were-filled–with-yearning, and she-could really-shake-her-end! Then she spoke: "I want YOU; I … Read More

“THE RELATIONSHIP BAROMETER!” a poem May 22, 2019 [Wednesday]

“THE RELATIONSHIP BAROMETER!” a poem May 22, 2019 [Wednesday]

Arguing with others – OR arguing with self! We-call-such-a-thing: DE-BATING!
‘R’-you-gettin’-scared-with-The-Pace? or-the-fut’re-o’-this-Race? So, you-might-be:
PAL-PI-TATING?
Looking for FLAWS, or-fine-print-in-a-clause? These-can-contribute-t’: BE-RATING!
And, at the end of the day, was it happy or sad? It-depends-on how you’re-RELATING!
How-‘r’-you-RELATING-to-things-which-seem-to-go-by?
Just-remember: They’re-[all]-“SPARKS!” Sparks, you-might-spy!
Oh, yes! They-are-REAL!? in-a-par-ticular*-way,
But-ONLY-if-you o-pen your-“little-I’s”** to-day!
And-what-you-goin’-do, if you feel up-set?
Well, I’m-sure-you-all-know how-to-ease-up-THE FRET!?

IF-you-choose to-en-gage ANOTHER FINE DAY,
Do-you-have-the-option of-what-you-will-say?
CAN-IT-BE-up-to-you, what you chose IN THE NOW?
Can’t you say: “Yes!”-or-No!” depending-on-how,
You-feel-’bout-your-RELATION to-the-next-thing “in store?”
Can’t-you-always-decide: YOU-DON’T-WANT-ANY-MORE,
OF THE SAME SORT OF THING YOU-DID-DO YES-TER-DAY!?

CLOSE YOUR EYES, TAKE A BREATH – and please PAUSE, AS YOU PRAY!

[Prayer:] “The Earth seems to spin and the Sun seems to shine,
And the people around me – are doing JUST FINE,
Seeking, pursuing – and-worry-ing, non-stop,
About how their lives are-a-SUCESS-or-a-FLOP!”
SUCCESS (def.) perhaps-for-YOU can-be: an-easy, fluid flow! (pause)
IT can be FAST! whee-ee! or – IT can be SLOW! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Whew!
Why-NOT-decide what-you-will-relate-to:
A little of THAT! or-of-THIS you-can-do!
There’s a whole lot of stuff you can think others know;
What’s-“good”-or-“bad”-FOR-you! BUT – RELATIONS MIGHT GO,
In a “dif-ferent-way,” IF – YOU’RE EASY “IN-SIDE!”
DECIDE-WHAT’S-HAPPY FOR-YOU, as you ride on “your?” ride!
It’s-worth-a-TRY! RELATING – in-a-slow, Southern style!
Just CHECK WITH YOUR FACE! Is-there-a-FROWN? or-a-SMILE! ๐Ÿ™‚

fin <3

* – MAYBE they are particles! maybe rays! maybe neither, since they may not exist at all, in a sense, just like you!! “Remember! I DO NOT KNOW of what I say!” T.M.P.
** – Those “items” interested “psychologists” call egos (personalities) or false selves!

CINDERELLA

“THE TRUE STORY OF CINDERELLA!” a poem, a.k.a.: “Things Are Not Always What They Seem!” May 22, 2019 (Wednesday, Karaoke Night at The Railroad Blues)

She cleaned the kitchen – and the fireplace!
She LOVED-it-at-home, with a homely face!?

Of course, her-face-was-covered-with-soot-and-dirt;
Her sisters beat her, [but] she laughed, ’til-it-hurt!

She never complained and was happy to be,
Helpful to her sisters and her mother! Oo-oui!

She helped them dress – loved-their-“hand-me-downs,”
And did all the sewing, making-wonderful gowns,
For The Prince’s Ball, on New Year’s Eve!

Then, when-her-mom-and-sisters did-fi-nally-leave,
She got a visit from – her Fairy God-Mother,
A sweet, REALISTIC-lady, who said: “Oh, brother,
You’re-among-the-homeliest-girl I’ve-ever-seen;
You-wear-sneakers-and-smell-funnyl! It could be obscene!”

“I really just wanna dance-here with-you;
I can think of some – kinky – things-we-could-do!”

“How-dare-you, you raunchy, s-x-starved thing;
I’m-“straight-as-an-arrow!” Then, she-started to sing!

For, in-a-moment-God-Mother be-came sensuous-and-mellow,
It-turned-out Cinderella – was really-a-fellow!

fin <3

“IN SEVERAL PARTS!” a poem, a.k.a.: “Pass Me A Frappuccino, Please!” TUESDAY May 21, 2019

“IN SEVERAL PARTS!” a poem, a.k.a.: “Pass Me A Frappuccino, Please!” TUESDAY May 21, 2019

One part of you worries! Another part [simply] worked it out!

One part in so happy! One part likes to pout!

Pout-y parts are-still-purty [pretty], and poop-y parts are nice,

Every part, by-itself, is-a-precious-little-slice,

Combining all together, to make the perfect you,

From several parts, just like a play –
You’re Shakespeare, through and through,

With comedy and tragedy: DRAMA! and a twist,
Especially! at your end, My Sweet! which I’ve often missed,
BUT! Your front is also special, and your sides are good parts too!

I just love-a ALL your parts! Even-the-ones- that-will-go: “BOO!”

And SCARE ME HALF TO DEATH, My Love! Each part has special needs,
But each part’s TOTALLY worth it, because-combined Well! Each-part-leads,
To making-the-magic-of-you, which-I-could not live without,
Which brings us back, of course, My Love – to-that-part we just call “POUT!”

Pout combines with: CRY – and WHIMPER – when you do not get your way,
But, when you do,* there’s another part – that-cries-aloud: “Hey! Hey,”
And bounces all around the house – and grabs me, ’cause it’s happy:
It’s ANOTHER wonderful part of you; we call IT – Mrs. Frappy!**

fin <3

  • – GET YOUR WAY, that is!
    ** – because this so-called “happy response” is what happens when you get to have a nice frappuccino or quadruple espresso! – – – on an empty stomach!

“THE PROMISED LAND!” a poem a.k.a.: “On Peeling Your Egg!” May 21, 2019 (Tuesday)

“THE PROMISED LAND!” a poem a.k.a.: “On Peeling Your Egg!” May 21, 2019 (Tuesday)

Loving is like peeling an egg! It’s-so-simple!

It takes less force or effort than squeezing a pimple!

It’s just – a few tap-py slaps, to bruise the shell,
That hard, protective ego, that we love so well!

You then squeeze a bit – and roll her in your hand,
Over and over – anticipating “the promised-egg-land,”
That part you will eat, which is just inside!

Little chips fall away! ‘Tis-a-procedure [that’s] true-&-tried!

It might take a moment – or a little while,
But, as you roll your delicacy, a pleasant smile,
Appears! At first, concealed – then, more pronounced,
And-then! With-shell-off, upon-your-eggie-poo-you-will-have-pounced!

Yummy! Chewy! with a little “pepper” – and salt!

Simple! and-easy! is-penetration! into-“the-secret-vault!”

fin <3

“PLEASE DON’T WORRY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!” a poem in the series: “Mr. and Mrs. Cuddly Poo Conquer The World!” May 19, 2019 (Sun Day)

“PLEASE DON’T WORRY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!” a poem in the series: “Mr. and Mrs. Cuddly Poo Conquer The World!” May 19, 2019 (Sun Day)

I-really-just-want-you-to-be-happy! It’s simple! That’s-all!
If you feel like a chat – I hope it’s me you’ll call! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Please, please!

I-may-not-always-be-able-to-answer! [So] Leave a message; I’ll call back!
Because: I LOVE YOU! So, in my life – without-you, there’s a lack!

You ARE my squeeze-y princess – my lovely Cuddly-Poo!
You’re the one I need, when I’m needing “coochie-coo!”

It’s YOU I’m thinking of – when those “yummy juices” flow,
And, when I say I LOVE YOU, it means something else, you know!

It means MORE than whenever I say it to anyone else in my life!
For, I think of me as your husband! and YOU, yes, as my wife!

You’re my MAIN LOVE RELATION! Let Everybody know;
I don’t want to hide the fact, and, if- I’m “on the go,”
Helping-out some-friend-or-my-family, I-ALWAYS-HAVE THOUGHTS-OF-YOU,
Being by my side, holding hands! We’re one, AND we are two!

I wake up in the morning; I think of YOU – with me,
And, if you are not RIGHT THERE, I’ll sigh a bit, you see!

For, whenever-I-close-my-eyes-and-breath, I’ll say your name out loud!
Is that OK? I hope it is! of you I’m awfully proud!

fin <3

“FEELING THREATENED IS BOTH INSTINCTUAL & LEARNED!” poem(s) “What God Hath Called Clean, Let Not Thou Call Common!” 20 May 2019 [Monday]

“FEELING THREATENED IS BOTH INSTINCTUAL & LEARNED!” poem(s)
“What God Hath Called Clean, Let Not Thou Call Common!” 20 May 2019 [Monday]
Written at Church Sunday [yesterday]! The sermon was based on that passage in Acts 10:11, when the apostle Peter [often a hard headed fellow like the lesser known disciple Jack] had a vision of a vessel descending upon him, “as it had been a great sheet, knit at the 4 corners!” This sheet, being lowered from Heaven, was full of animals, both ritually clean and unclean! A voice then commanded Peter to “kill and eat,” but, since the sheet included “unclean” animals & Peter was a devout Jew, Peter did not rise to the occasion!

My girlfriend’s name is “Threatened,” for she-feels-threatened – by-“unclean ones;”
Ones-who-aren’t-Christian [like-Her] are “weird,” as-are Sea-Monsters and The-Huns!
Yet, shouldn’t-She-accept-them-all-as-Blessed-Children, lov-ed by The-Lord?
Just-as-“GOD” loves all-“good”-Christians?* I’m sure we-can’t-afford,
To disregard or disrespect “THEM;” please-have hu-mi-li-ty,
Realizing – ALL are “clean” (pause) within-“Cosmic-Unity!”
We’re-only-“whole,” with-ma-ny-parts, and some parts feel “The Threat,”
From “sup-pressed”-parts, unique and brash! Perhaps, “The Heart” might let,
Us-find-ac-ceptance and-true-love, WHERE-“A-GA-PE LOVE” RE-SIDES!**
TRUE LOVE loves “friends” AND “enemies!” In-The-Heart there-ARE NO-SIDES!
No bar-riers! or-restrictions! There-we-have-only LOVING-CARE,
For-The-Heart has “Heavenly-Forgiveness!” THERE ARE NO-THREATS TO BEAR!
Yet, I LOVE FEELING THREATENED! for-she’s-my-loving-mate!
I’ll feel HER! Yes! For-ever-more; feeling-Threatened – is-just SO-great! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Yeah!

fin <3

A Supplementary Poem: “I Try To Feel Threatened As Much As She’ll Let Me!”
I like to feel Threatened, all-over-the-place! – – – I-love-her-hair, her skin & her-face! – – – When-we’re-together, it’s-called: “being threat-en[e]d!” – – – In younger days, there-were-others- I’d-at-tend! – – – Thus, in my youth, I never felt much dread! – – – But those days are gone; they’re all but dead! – – – For, when-you-find-“The-One,” she’s-the-only-one-to-feel! – – – I count myself lucky, so-at-Love’s-Altar I-kneel, – – – Praying for her touch, her kiss and her song, – – – If I don’t feel Threatened, I’m-not-really-getting-along, – – – Too well! For I-know I-need at least 12 hugs per day,*** – – – I’d like to feel Threatened-a-lot-more-than-that, I say! – – – I’m “immediately threatened,” if she grabs me from behind, – – – Sometimes she’ll “jump-my-bones” and-yell: “I-hope-you-don’t-mind . . . – – – If I smother you with love – and whisper in your ear, – – – That I’m not letting go, for at-least-a-full-year! – – – Threatened!-What-a-way-to-live; what-a-way to go! – – – Now-you-know-why-I-feel-Threatened; I should-probably-feel-terrified, I know!

* – Agape Love: The highest form of love (?), originating from God or Christ!
** – That’s what experts on The Internet say, and, if it’s on The Internet, well . . .
*** – There is a lot of difference between a good Christian and a bad Christian . . .

“ALL INTERESTS CONFLICT IN TIME!” O M G, another poem 20 May 2019 (Monday)

“ALL INTERESTS CONFLICT IN TIME!” O M G, another poem 20 May 2019 (Monday)

“Do one thing at a time!” so-THEY-say;
In THE MOMENT! That-is-“The-Way,”
To-live-with-propriety – in THIS dimension!
“ONE MOMENT; ONE EVENT!” is-the-“shy-pretension!”

We’re locked in Time – and Space and Patience,
So two-things-AT-ONCE, for us-“native-vacations,”
Is simply not possible! Sure! Focus-on-MULTI-TASKING;
It’s -STILL one-thing-at-a-time [done] rapidly! I’m ONLY asking:
Folks that approach me, desiring all my time,
To admit: ONE WORD FOLLOWS ANOTHER – IN ANY RHYME!

So, when I SEEM to be doing “X” for “Y,”
“Z” might question me – with the question “WHY?
Are-you-not-doing ‘X’ FOR ME right here!?”

I’ll say: “Let me get you a nice glass of beer,

And WE’LL CUL-TIVATE PATIENCE, and I’ll get to y(our) NEED,
As soon as The Other One, which NOW takes the lead,
Is finished!” “No,” says She; “I’ve-got-a-loaded-gun!”*

“Well, then,” says I; “YOUR NEED – (having-reconsidered) will be MUCH more fun;
I’ll fulfill it RIGHT NOW! Here! I COME!”

INTERESTS-[CAN]-CONFLICT-IN-TIME,
So, have-another-“crumb!”

fin <3

* – AND – I am NOT afraid to use it, unless I GET MY WAY!

A TRUE STORY. LITTLE ANN and her mother were walking one day, Through London’s wide city so fair;

A TRUE STORY.
LITTLE ANN and her mother were walking one day,
Through London’s wide city so fair;
And business obliged them to go by the way
That led them through Cavendish Square.
And as theypass’d by the great house of a lord,
A beautiful chariot there came,
To take some most elegant ladies abroad,
Who straitway got into the same.
The ladies in feathers and jewels were seen,
The chariot was painted all o’er,
The footmen behind were in silver and green,
And four horses gallop’d before.
Little Ann, by her mother, walk’d silent and sad,
A tear trickled down from her eye ;
‘Till her mother said, ” Ann, I should be very glad
” To know what it is makes thee cry.”
Ah look ! said the child, at that carriage, mamma
All cover’d with varnish and gold,
Those ladies are riding so charmingly there,
While we have to walk in the cold.
Thou say’st God is kind to the folks that are good,
But surely it cannot so be ;
Or else I am certain, almost, that he would
Give such a fine carriage to thee.

Look there, little girl, said her mother, and see
What stands at that very coach door,
A poor ragged beggar, and listen how she
A halfpenny stands to implore.
All pale is her face, and deep sunk is her eye,
Her hands look like skeleton’s bones ;
She has got a few rags just about her to tie,
And her naked feet bleed on the stones.
Dear ladies, she cries, and the tears trickle down,
Relieve a poor beggar, I pray ;
I’ve wandered all hungry about this wide town,
And not eat a morsel to-day.
My father and mother are long ago dead,
My brother sails over the sea ;
And I’ve not a rag or a morsel of bread,
As plainly I’m sure you may see.
A fever I caught which was terribly bad
But no nurse or physic had I ;
An old dirty shed was the house that I had,
And only on straw could I lie.
And now that I’m better, yet feeble and faint,
And famish’d, and naked, and cold,
I wander about with my grievous complaint,
And seldom get aught but a scold.
Some will not attend to my pitiful call,
Some think me a vagabond cheat,
And scarcely a creature relieves me of all
The thousands that traverse the street.
Then ladies, dear ladies, your pity bestow ;
Just then a tall footman came round,
And asking the ladies which way they would go,
The chariot turn’d off with a bound.
Ah ! see little girl, then her mother replied,
How foolish it was to complain ;
If thou wouldst but have look’d at the contrary side,
Thy tears would have dried up again.
Thy house, and thy friends, and thy victuals and bed,
‘Tvvas God in his mercy that gave ;
Thou didst not deserve to be cover’d and fed,
And yet all these blessings we have.
This poor little beggar is hungry and cold,
No father nor mother has she ;
And while thou canst daily such objects behold,
Thou ought quite contented to be.
A coach and a footman, and gaudy attire,
Can’t give true delight to the breast ;
To be good is the thing thou shouldst chiefly desire,
And then leave to God all the rest. A. T.

“GOOD IN THE MOMENT!” a poem, written May 20, 2019, Monday!

I could not log in, but I did have a-comment;
Or, actually, A-POEM – It’s-called: “GOOD IN THE MOMENT!”

“A little from YOU – is, to me, quite a lot!”
Said the poor, little beggar! “You’re SURELY a sot!”
Said the mean, feathered ladies! and, with THAT, mama’s tot,
Let go of mom’s hand! (pause) Emancipation she sought!

For to HER, li’l Ann Taylor – “GOOD” meant SOME AC-TION! (pause)
She raced to the coach – and delivered impact-ion:
She secured many pistols! and gunned them all down!
Then, the beggar girl and she – dis-appeared into town!

They carried the spoils they had skillfully retrieved,
From the purses and bodies – of the corpses! and-it’s-believed:
That the two became lovers, and-it-was-dear-mommy’s-girl,
Who-had a sex change operation! Then, they gave crime a whirl!

A boy! and his girl – are two girls in love,
Seeking their OWN GOOD! Perhaps, Heaven above,
Has blessed their strong efforts, for-our Bonny and Clyde,
Kidnap and pillage and go for a ride,
In any chariot they choose, and they give to the poor!
They love to distribute! Strong love is their lore!
Like Robin and Marian! Pocahontas and John!
The passion-filled legends of lovers goes on!

And The Mother? Her-idea-of-“goodness?” was-just-a-sad, early-end,
Although not too rich, she was seldom a friend,
To her daughter, now-a-boy, who-did-also-leak-Intel,
To-uncover corrupt-governments! AND – The-“Beggar-Girl”-is-well,
For-her-brash, “significant-other” HAS-“relieved” her a-lot;
Both-now-live in-Colorado, smoking legalized pot!
And live in-a fine mansion, eating the very best food!
Moral: ONE-LADY’S-EVIL – CAN-BE-HER-ALTAR[ED]-BOY’S-G-OO-D! (pronounced: Gude!)

fin

Intense

“INTENSITY!” a poem May 18, 2019 (Saturday)

When other people tell you:
How-you-should-be-What-you-should-do-Who-&-What-you are,
Things-can-get-a-might-intense! (pause) Who-is driv-ing your-car?
YOU! can drive your car! any way & any where you want!
You have to decide – whether to KICK or punt!
YOU – have to factor – whatever-you-want -IN;
You-decide: what-will-and-won’t-be-sin!
Because: LIFE IS SIN; we never really hit The Mark,
Except FOR A MOMENT! That’s when we PARK!
And we only park our cars – around here, for “just a blink,”
The-rest-of-the-time-we’re-driving! {Some-people! “to-the-brink!”}
And, when you pout, it’s-only because you’ve hit the wall,
And, with-bloody-appendages, you-eventually kind-of stall,
Because you’re beating YOURSELF up and, it really hurts so much,
That your hands-&-head-&-feet give up! Give-up-all-sense-of-touch.
IF-you orchestrate what’s-best-for-you;
You can be healthy and happy, but-remember-this-to:
“What’s best for you – is OFTEN – helping another!
The person on your doorstep – is-your-sister-or-brother!
Their needs are often as important – as your-own, my Dear!
BUT YOU HAVE TO DECIDE THAT – and, really! NEVER FEAR,
That what you are doing is wrong and/or mis-leading;
You’ll gain understanding – no-matter-HOW-YOU’RE-bleeding!!**
INTENSITY! Who needs it! Who wants it! The answer’s CLEAR:
People who set up standards of perfection, denying a friend a beer,
Saying: “Your alcohol – and cigarettes – and pain meds should be discarded;
They-are- only ‘crutches’ for the weak and the retarded,
And people who go to church are weak!
And people that don’t think like me – are ‘up the creek,’
And I know what’s going on and that what I say makes sense,
And I – I – I – I – I, for you, may-be too intense!”
MAYBE SO, but happy lives, I’ve seldom ever seen,
But, I think, maybe – HELPFUL FOLKS – are the ones to whom I’ll lean,
But not the ones who force themselves – to-be-helpful-as-a-routine,
But-THE-ONES-who-kinda-smile* – and-TRY-not-to-be too-“intently”-mean!

fin <3

  • – but not to be seen as a smiling person! Yeah! Just naturally! No force; just love
    ** – or is that BLEATing, like a sheep?

Misplaced Hopes and Teddy Bears ๐Ÿคฉ

“MISPLACED HOPES & DREAMS, GUARDED BY TEDDY!” a poem: May 18, 2019 (Saturday) possibly the most pitiful thing anyone has ever written!

TOGETHER! We-can-find all-our-lost hopes and dreams!
They MIGHT be just under the bed! and, I think it seems,
I should have been able to locate them, years-ago-by-myself!
I always thought – I put them, over on the shelf!

But, NO! Here they are! and they’ve been laying here a long, long time!
NOW, somehow! TOGETHER-we’ve-found-them, and, y’-know? I’m,
So very glad! that I-m re-locating them with-you NOW!
‘Cause-earlier! I-wouldn’t-have-been-with-you! NOW! Some-how,

HERE-THEY-ARE! For – Me! and-you, my-special-Honey!
They are covered with a lot of dust; you-know, it’s pretty funny,
That they now appear – so obvious and ready,
After all this time! and! OH, MY-GOSH! (pause) It’s TEDDY!

We had found my Teddy Ruxpin; it was my favorite doll!
And-here-he-was, guarding-all-my-dreams! Guarding them all!
Well! (pause) I ALWAYS KNEW [that] NO ONE SHOULD MESS WITH HIM,
For, he’s a cuddly teddy, BUT – also fit and trim!

Teddy’s-almost-smiling! is-he-saying: “I’ve-saved-your-dreams!?
And, I-also-recognize-your-new-found-friend!” [A little tear then streams!]
Yes, he-has-tears for-EVERY-ONE! I-think-he-had-predicted,
That-we’d-ALL get-back-some day, after-all-life’s-pain’s-inflicted!

NOW, here we are! I-thought-we-were – the perfect, happy pair,
Looking-for-dreams, ‘neath-the-bed – but, together-we’ve-found-my-bear,
Yes, we are bare, and he is bear, holding-hopes-&-dreams!
We lift him from-his cloistered realm, and Teddy almost beams!

Does-he-whisper: “Oh, gosh, guys! May-I-please-come-too?
I just love fresh air and sunshine! What-great-things three can do!
We’ll have the-best adventures!” and-He-raises his steadfast paw,
Swearing an oath! forever-and-ever to-our menage-a-trois!

fin <3

Canโ€™t live with them or without them ๐Ÿ•บ

“CAN’T LIVE WITH-‘EM!” a poem, a.k.a.: “Welcomes Husband Home!” 05/18/19 (Saturday)

“Men and women are doomed to fail!”
Said Jesus Christ, over-a-pint-of-ale!
“They always fight – and-they’re-on-each-other’s-case,
And, once a gal gets her house, She-wants-Him out-o’-the-place!”

“Men MUST[?] always go on, searching for another,
Conquest! and-He’s always under cover,
Hiding the fact – that he’s a man with ‘drives,’
And-a-REAL-man must-have about at-least 9 lives!”

“For, just today, my-wife-Sharon SHOT at me!!!
I had to run – away! I had to flee;
So, I hightailed it HERE, to have a drink!
The-last-words-I-remember: ‘J-BOY, YOU STINK!’ “

So! There we were, disciples ALL,
With Jesus Christ! who had the gall?!
To tell us – we should just give up,
‘Cause our marriages-are-doomed! “Pour another cup!”

“More fine ale,” Jesus said, to Delores,
“The Barmaid of Maids,” who [regularly] listens-to our chorus,
Of: “Woe is me!” and “I am hated –
By THE woman to-whom I-AM mated!”

Yet, Wise-Delores-knows, when the sun goes down,
And, when it comes back up, the biggest frown,
Is found on the face – of a woman without a man!
Oh, sure! IT’S NOT EASY! but-even-The-Great-I-AM,
Knows that His wife Sharon – will be there pretty soon,
Because she REALLY – loves her J-Jay, who’s-a-big-goon,
And – SO IT’S BEEN – FOREVER AND A DAY
Eventually! Differences – will-melt a-way! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Whew!

fin <3

And if the cat got pregnant, yes I did that too ๐Ÿ˜‚