Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Friday, April 20, 2012

Group Poem by Emily Dolenz

I've come across a wonderful photographer while browsing the internet, Emily Dolenz.  Emily posted a few lines of a poem and asked her followers to add a line and that she would complete the poem and post it on Facebook.  It is truly lovely and wanted to share it.





Candy Cotton Summer

Sugar cotton candy lands that melt in the salty sky,
Butterflies that whisper honey sweet lullabies,
Candy canes and sugar canes fall from the willow trees,
Reminds me of childhood dreams and your loving whisper,

Oceans like a milk shake topped with delicate whipped cream,
Bees that buzz of sweetness hidden in treasure troves,
Golden birds whose wings are woven from petals of daffodils,
Kisses on the beach near playland in rye,

Candy apple dreams linger in my mind like summers sweetest kiss
Bluebirds, cardinals, and robins whistle replies so sweet,
Lightly float like butterfly wings held aloft by the delicate breeze,
Flowers dancing in the warm wind and smell of sugary treats to those whose nectar eat,

Sandy beige beaches, smooth as buttercream icing,
The sun upon my cheeks, like the kiss of an angel,
Lying in the grass, gazing at the clouds dancing in the sky,
Creamy licks of ice cream treats, listening as the whispy wind sighs,

Playful giggles of children nearby, remind me of innocence lost in time,
Wispy tops of dandelions, surf the warm soft breeze,
As the birds sing beautiful melodies,
Rich golden buttercups nestled in sunshine caress the very air,
Accept who I am now.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

The Day After Christmas






It's one day after Christmas
I'm crabby and I'm broke.
I'm so full of ham and fruitcake
I think I'm gonna croak.


It's nice to see the relatives
I wonder when they'll leave.
They've been camping in my bathroom
since early Christmas Eve.


They're eating everything in sight
and sleeping in my bed.
I been sacked out in the basement
with my spotted beagle, Fred.


The relatives have all gone out
and left their screaming brats.
The toilet bowl is all plugged up
and I can't find the cat.


It's Christmastime at my house,
the relatives are here.
They eat me out of house and home.
and drink up all my beer.


I love the decorations,
and the sleigh bells in the snow
But I wish those pesky relatives
would take their kids and go.


Those cookie crunchers fed the dog
a twenty pound rib of roast.
His feet are sticking in the air
like skinny old fence posts.


Now they're in a free-for-all,
the girls against the boys.
They're fighting over boxes
'cause they're bored with all their toys


My mother-in-law is snoring
in my favorite TV chair.
Those kids are stringing lights on her
and tinseling her hair


I oughta wake her up
before the fireworks begin.
But I wanna see those blue sparks fly
when they plug her in.


* Anonymous *