He sees her
He wants her
He doesn’t
Know how
To get her
Her voice
So beautiful
Like a silver bell
How sweet that sounds!
Would she sing for him?
The way he is?
Oh no
She would not
She cannot
Know how
He longs for her
The phantom of the opera
Lurks in the shadows
He listens and loves what he hears
He will play for her
She will sing for him
Come closer,
Come closer, my dear
Image credit https://www.pexels.com/photo/theatro-municipal-in-rio-de-janeiro-brazil-18072475/
‘Twas the week before Christmas, and I sat here, amazed;
I thought I’d be busy; I thought I’d be crazed!
But if you can believe it, all my stuff has been done!
Not one thing’s unfinished! Not one single one!
The cards were done early,
Shopping was a breeze,
The gifts are all wrapped up as neat as you please.
But the thing that amazes and shocks me the most
Is—well, I don’t want it to sound like a boast—
But: The portraits are done! Every single last one!
And that last one, a pastel, it really was fun!
There was one of eight people—parents, cousins and nieces
(I worked from a pic that was falling to pieces)
There was one of six ladies who all work together
From three different photos; I wondered if whether
I’d get them all finished—it made me perspire!
I figured I’d run it right down to the wire
I’ve done that before, and it’s really not fun.
But I’m happy to say that MY CRAP IS ALL DONE!!!
Image Credit: https://www.pexels.com/photo/figurine-of-a-painter-with-canvas-19402508/
Penguins are black, penguins are white
Penguins are groovy and outtasight.
Penguins swim in the deep, cold sea
Penguins are friends to you and me.
Penguin babies are fluffy and cute
They’ve got grey feathers and little black snoots
So, buy a hybrid car today
Before global warming takes the penguins away
‘Cause if we keep driving SUVs,
There won’t be penguins,
Or birds, or bees
We’ve got to do something to save the planet
‘Cause I wanna keep the penguins, dammit!
Image credit: https://www.pexels.com/photo/flock-of-penguins-standing-on-dirty-ground-4169866/
Yes, there’s stuff to do
Plenty of stuff, to be sure
...it’s just not fun stuff.
Image credit: https://www.pexels.com/photo/a-boy-leaning-on-his-crossed-arms-at-a-wooden-table-5303548/
Seven warriors in black armor
The spear is their weapon of specialty
They respond to the call of their sovereign:
Protect the kingdom!
Riding out in the light of dawn
They are a scouting party against the massing enemy
In single file they travel through the Narrows
Their captain takes the point
If he is struck down, his cadre has orders
Two will flee
The swiftest carry the message
The stoutest stay and fight
Defend the messengers!
Avenge the leader!
Die bravely, die fighting
Never die for naught.
Approaching a ridge in the evening gloaming
Darkness crawling across the moor
Nothing all day for the reconnoiter
Then at the ridge top, the heart drops
Fires of the camp dot the plain
Reaching out for miles, it seems
Glowing sparks of death, of defeat
Terrible, beautiful, terrible
Below on the slopes, they spot a chance
For a small raiding party to make a difference
The general's tent!
The captain locks eyes with his knights
Attack quickly, quietly
Strike the head of the beast,
The heart of the invasion.
We will die trying.
Two will stay
Someone must observe
Someone must report
The swiftest carry the message
Come to my Halloween party
Wear your vampire cape and sash
We'll eat little bat-shaped cookies
And do the Monster Mash
I'll make some fizzy green punch
That looks like a slimy swamp
We can pass out Groucho glasses
And dance the Zombie Stomp
We'll pull apart some cotton
Hang cobwebs everywhere
Put streamers on the ceiling
And pumpkins on the stair
It will be so very festive
An orange and black delight!
Please come to the lovely party
I'm having on Halloween night
Come dance at my Halloween party
I'm hiring a zombie band
They promise to behave themselves
And to not eat anyone's hand
The witches that live across from me
Have said they'll bring a cake
I'm pretty sure it won't have frogs
But we do live near a lake...
I had to invite the werewolves
If not, they'd raise a din
If you play any party games with them
You should probably let them win
Dracula's coming at midnight
Bringing his brides in pairs
The Invisible Man might show up, or not
(Depends on how much he wears)
Frankenstein's monster will be there
If he can get off of work
It's tiring getting chased around
By peasants with pitchforks!
He'll need a draught of fizzy punch
To chase away his gloom
He'll eat some bat-shaped cookies
And stagger 'round the room
So, come to my Halloween party
I think we'll have some fun
But to be safe, maybe you should buy
Silver bullets for your gun!
Image credit:https://www.pexels.com/photo/halloween-decorated-room-5435182/
Another Halloween poem you might like: https://theviewfrommounthelicon.blogspot.com/2022/10/bad-halloween-for-creature.html
So many places I've never been
Roads continue on
All these houses, filled with people I will never know
An endless supply of humanity
An endless ribbon of road
I circle aimlessly, but with a goal
To see these places I've never seen
To see where the endless road goes
It's getting dark
Image credit: https://www.pexels.com/photo/house-against-sunset-sky-in-evening-4558442/
I listen while Bono sings
"Grace Finds Beauty in Everything"
I want grace, the lightness of being
The love, the quiet joy in heart
The stillness of the soul
The mercy conferred, "there but for the grace..."
Gracious is the giving and forgiving heart
Graceful is the one who moves through the world
Disturbing nothing, leaving a tender air
Of peace, that is
Grace.
Image from Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/photos/rose-flower-petal-love-floral-3142529/
Not only is Pixabay a fabulous site for finding free-use photos and graphics, it's also a great writing prompt! One of my favorite things to do is go see what picture is being featured on Pixabay's home page and let that be an inspiration for a post. This picture from June 25, 2014 of an evening sky aglow with the fiery color of sunset inspired me to write a poem, if you will:
The sky is afire
With a shivering, shining glow
A flickering shimmer of amber above
Casting warmth on the land below
The trees stand in stark relief
Silhouettes against the molten flow
Are they not consumed by the conflagration?
The rustling leaves whisper, No
The kiss of the wind protects the trees
Even from this fiery show
They will survive years of dawns and dusks
And be just so, just so.
Image Credit » http://pixabay.com/en/sunset-red-clouds-sky-evening-376071/
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The Creature from the Black Lagoon
Went out on Halloween
He had too much to drink, and soon
Was feeling pretty mean
He started, then, to growl and roar
And staggered from the bar
He broke the windows of a store
And vandalized a car
He left his slime on everything
And ran through people's yards
He smashed their jack-o'-lanterns
That they'd worked so hard to carve
He went around and scared some folks
Who were just trick-or-treat-ing
But to their rescue came some blokes
Who gave that fish a beating!
The Creature fled back to his lair
Beneath the waters deep
The people said, "You stay in there
And don't come back, you creep!"
The moral of this tale of mine
Is very plainly seen:
If you simply cannot hold your wine,
Stay home on Halloween!
Image Credit » https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Still_from_the_Creature_from_the_Black_Lagoon_%2815666911261%29.jpg
The afternoon sun
Shines golden and warm
Onto the couch, creating an oasis for lazy cats.
---
Voices of children
Bubbling laughter, tickling in from the street
They hold onto the summer magic for as long as they can
---
Last-minute splashes in the pool,
Last-second stampedes for the ice-cream truck;
The school supplies are bought and waiting
---
The heat now diminished
From a parching sear
To a glowing kiss, this will be missed in the depths of chill
---
But for now, Autumn beckons
With apples and red and gold leaves, football and cool blue skies
Until next year, sweet Summer...
Image credit: https://www.pexels.com/photo/calm-lake-surrounded-with-trees-under-cloudy-sky-5118298/
I came to the conclusion, once
While searching like the dickens
That brightly colored Easter eggs
Must come from colored chickens
Chickens purple, green and blue
Chickens orange and pink
Some chickens must have polka dots
And some have stripes, I think
Why would the chickens hide their eggs?
I pondered this, most solemn
They say a rabbit is involved
I think the bunny stole 'em!
I know that rabbits don't lay eggs
The hens do all the work
He steals the eggs and hides them all
That bunny's quite a jerk
Now I understand just why
(In order steam to let off)
They make him out of chocolate
So folks can bite his head off!
Free use image from Pixabay https://pixabay.com/en/egg-colorful-hare-easter-eggs-256025/
The softly rolling tide brought a little boat to you
It kissed up against you, but
Every time the boat gently nudged
You pushed it away
Just as gently.
It would swirl, confused,
Regathering,
But drawn back again by the sweet rolling waves.
One time when the little boat came back to you,
You pushed it away again
A little farther this time.
A new current caught the little boat
And it floated away.
Free-Use Image from Pixabay https://pixabay.com/en/paper-boat-origami-float-childhood-1644988/
I knocked, and he didn't answer
(okay)
Texted, and he didn't reply
(surprised)
Called, and he didn't answer
(concerned)
His car was there
The neighbor hadn't seen him
We had plans, I explained
We always do, on Christmas Day
The neighbor knocked, loud
On doors, windows
Yelling his name
(worried)
I called the police
He's on the transplant list, I explained to the officer
(crying)
She kicked the door in
He was there
(...AND???)
Just asleep, she said
(embarrassed)
But he wasn't
He wasn't okay
(scared)
The ambulance came
(on a mission)
Took him to the hospital
They asked
Are you a family member?
No
He's my friend.
They said
He's lucky you were there
He is going to be okay.
(exhale)
Lions lie lazily in the limpid light
Elephants effortlessly enter, effecting egrets' flight
Cheetahs chase chipper chimps in channeled tracks
Secretary birds stealthily stalk snakes for snacks
Leopards loll languidly, lithe and lissome
Wildebeest wander, their wee waifs so winsome
Buffalo brash about, bellowing, boorish and brassy
Swift servals slink by, sleek and sassy
Monkeys meander with muttering maws
Giraffe jounce juicy leaves with gyrating jaws
Gorillas grunt gruffly in gravelly tones
Zebras...um...I have nothing further to say about the zebras. They know what they did.
Image from Pixabay https://pixabay.com/photos/africa-savannah-national-park-tree-944465/
It's not strange,
it's climate change!
They told us this would happen.
But we kept using oil
and polluting the soil,
and the ocean? We just threw crap in.
We didn't bother
to recycle or do other
things that could have saved us.
So now we'll burn;
We refused to learn
That we shouldn't have behaved thus.
Image from Freepik https://www.freepik.com/premium-photo/broken-air-conditioner-office-is-too-hot_2528740.htm#page=1&query=too%20hot&position=2
Amarillo is yellow
Naranja is orange
To make this thing rhyme
Hold your nose and say "porridge".
;)
Image credits https://pixabay.com/photos/cloth-fabric-red-orange-yellow-3672088/
https://pixabay.com/photos/plate-breakfast-porridge-morning-956784/
