Smooth Sailing I

Adestes: Little Christmas Poems for Children

Father Christmas...Bring me a toy one doesn't wind.

"Old Quake"

One Halloween he grabbed a knife Then hid behind the door...

A Lamb's Eyes

Then I realized I'd stopped walking...

A Little Poem

A little poem for you, my child Do take a chair and listen Once I saw an Artic seal That, wet, did not have time to glisten Another day I spied a mouse Buying hammers to build a house

A Matter of Timing, Frankly

Katie Stafford kept hearing these little clicking sounds upstairs. She was sure, even though Bob...

A Million Times Plus One

I have never stopped loving the tune "A Whiter Shade of Pale." I heard it the first time at age 16 or 17. Here is a little piece I completed recently while listening to the song over and over. So, why not get the song out(dust it off?) and play it as you read this piece aloud. Tell me what happens. If nothing happens, it's okay. Tell me that too. :)

A Parent's Lament

I know you'll never forgive me.

A Pip

Friendship. An important poem topoic.

A Purple Jacket

"How I wish you had asked me for a hundred dollars that day! How I wish I had given you a thousand!"

A Red May Rose for Thee

Even though I cannot see you I know that you are near You sit and stand, come and go Your shadows tell me so. Even though I cannot hear you Doesn’t mean you do not speak

A Royal Ring Up

Humans didn't invent sex, mum. One must deal with it as best as one can.

A Songbird's Intellect

a songbird's intellect is double mine it sings to its Maker, I merely whine

About Daddy (2)

...after I'd moved to Atlanta and 'broken free'...

About Daddy (3)

Mom and I were daddy's alter egos, so to speak; therefore, we probably...

About Daddy (4)

...he practically despised flip-flops, I think.

About Daddy (5)

He said he could manage money--He could manage to spend it!

About Daddy (7)

...that grandpa I never knew lived his life, Daddy lived his, and I'm now living mine...

About Daddy Series (#s 8 to 11)

But see, we were young. Our parents loved us and acted responsibly...

About Respect and Prestige

Bill Gates will always command prestige and respect in my eyes...

Abrakadeebra: A Celebration of Children's Verse No. 1

More little poems/verses for those special readers of mine. I hope you enjoy them. Should you have a suggestion, please let me know. Cheers.

Abrakadomebra: 2nd celebration of children's verse

More exciting(some of them, anyway) short poems/verses for children!
Cherry

Abrakadoobra: 100 Short Poems For Children

Sometimes I enjoy writing or trying to write pieces for children more than I do writing for "adults". I hope that's neither good nor bad. Please let me know which ones you like or do not like(or that your kid likes).

Abrakadyebra: 3rd celebration of children's verse

"Boogaloobalooba", said the little snail. Such a long word for one who has no tail!

abstinence

the mahatma´s sexual abstinence was a true success in bed it was, by far, less so in the great soul´s head
Cherry

Ah, Favourite City

It is, of course, the Colombian capital.

Ann Rule: The Lady Who Writes About Killers

Ann likes dogs and cats and has plenty of them at her home...

Another Prince Charles: Gift of England to the Christian World

Hymn singing in Charles' church was always a capella (without music). Charles also started an orphanage for boys and girls. That home still exists today.

Apostrophe, My Poor Dear

Apostrophe, just let me guess...

As I Lay Dying In Reno

"It ain't dying, it's growing!" he said.
Cherry

At Least You Passed

I see you with your Kodak The waterfall's mist Just over your head...

Back East

"Don't linger," Marge said. "Might come up a storm." Jeb smiled. "You jealous?" he asked.

Back through the Trees

This evil took place both day and night.

Barbarian of the Local Sort

Talk about a hole where one's soul is supposed to be...

Because His Skin Is Dark

He thinks himself less worthy, sexy, because his skin is dark The two close friends exchange white winks-- "Such a sad fallacy," their eyes remark.

blood

Tolerance ventured Out and about Her elegant smiles reached ear to ear She stopped and talked With a thousand fans Then felt the cruel, lethal gash of a spear.

Business Talents

You mean to say...you kissed that baby?...

Busy, We're Busy Living

We're busy living our little lives Don't you think it grand? A trip here and there by air but mostly jaunts by land. Some say that this or that is bad not to drink or eat it but others toss a knowing smile, choose another biscuit. We're busy living our fragile lives how short they seem to run but who would choose not to have one when all is said and done.

Car Number 6

Suddently, the car went completely dark but it didn't stop...

Carlos the Young Coffee Picker

He loved his coffee farm and plants More than Colombian Christmas Eves

Catch a Rising Star

"It's Luis, Jaime..." the old man stammered.

Cemetery Road

The Mazda windows were fogged up. Christie and Matt were making out at full speed.
Cherry

Cindy's Fall

"You don't have to be scared, Daddy... Everything is..."

Country Kids, Those

We shrieked and ran in twilight hours trampling sometimes unseen flowers hoping parents wouldn't say "To the car, we're on our way". Fun with cousins...

create, create

create, create the day is passing the victory of night sets sail create, create all is the hammer nail after holy nail

Daddy, Can You Hear Me?

"Daddy!" Jonathan yelled. Morris Windom, a widower nearing middle age, cocked his head to be sure he heard right. He guessed the boys were fighting again.

Decider

This poem was composed after a slow reading of Green River, Running Red by Ann Rule, the world's foremost crime writer.

In the Outside Cold

Nick entered the diner and looked around. He quickly spied Jason sitting in a corner booth stirring his coffee. Ah, a nice hot cup, Nick thought...

James Benedetti's Daughter

Carla had to get home. Not only did she have to get dinner going by 4 o'clock, she needed to wash, dry and fold two loads of clothes by bedtime...

To An Old Widower

I know that you have suffered Felt abandoned, shoved aside I know you have felt the solitary nights To be endless as if they were trans-world flights I know you listen for that familiar voice And look for the owner of fleeting shadows

Maybe To Pittsburgh This Time

"Scotty," the boy screamed a bit late. The shiny, dark blue sedan that hit Scotty did not stop. The charcoal-gray terrier lay in a lifeless heap near...

Poor Daddy

"I don't see why I had to come along," whined Charlotte. "Cause you're family, honey," Carl answered gently.

For Haunted Eons

He stood facing the sea in silence. There was no one around to talk to or to listen to. He’d been working a lot and was tired. He needed a hot meal but it’d have to be a while yet.

His Heart

Looking back, I see that daddy was so happy with his five kids. Mom didn’t need five for her part but she had them. To please daddy, I guess.

You Fall In Love

You tick So some call you ticker You beat And I call you beater Are you also, as you skip, A skipper? Or a pumper since you pump? Everyone knows you stop, But that doesn’t make you

Sweet Nature

So he did and felt a great relief afterwards...

The Donkey Farm

"Who did you say the donkey was for?" asked Simon while opening the gate.

The Chocolate Bunny of Stone Mountain

Sam is a puppy. He belongs to Susan Potts. Susan lives in a big apartment in Stone Mountain, Georgia.

It Was Raining

It was raining a lot that week in Macon, Georgia, and everyone’s spirit reflected the dampness in the air.

How In Colombia I Grew In Mind and Soul (and nowadays grow in girth)

This short essay or piece of writing I want to write for Colombia and its warm people, although the country’s capital must be the focal point since it is the only city in Colombia I have lived in or

Watchdogs

When Taylor Quinn walked into Bernie’s restaurant, he immediately spied the blonde wearing a green turtleneck sitting in one of the booths.

Eight Scotty Shrimp Poems

It's baked underwater, far from flies...

I'll Play in the Band

But no, here I am And you are dwelling elsewhere...

Just Imagine

Just imagine His eyes-- What can they not see?

Old Love Is Still Love

A whisper in the ear-- Sweet and silly nothings--

Oh Cherry

The wine I drink...

I Live In Hell

...I live alone, miserable in this stinking...

L-O-V-E

She took his thin hands, still warm,...

H-A-T-R-E-D

...queer chunks Of garbage...

Miss Joan Mowat

"Colonel Babcocke? Heavens no!" Joan said.

The Tiger In My Bed

But heck, he never roars...

Poet/Photographer/Writer Interview

...Nature and Spirit are the closest to my heaert and I would love to see a lot more...

To The World And Thee

I'll say hello to every soul, And wish them well forever

Let's Just Love Love, Luv

Let's see it, feel it, live it and taste it...

I'm Glad We Heard from You Today

I often wish we'd get together, Giggle over drink...

Grandson Poem

I suspect you won't see me. I'll be elsewhere...

The Great Booths of England

In England in 1883, the 'age of consent' (for sex) for girls was 12 years old!...

Your lips tell me

Your thighs...reach out to me...

Trying to Cross

A piece of crap to boot...

Poems of Love

Like a roof and air, like water and fire...

Developed and Scary

...that's why Middle Eastern nations today can talk so big...

How They Fly and Fly

"Bob bowling?"

Free Painted Mustangs

The setting sun cries...

The Breakfast Nook

"Eat up, my boy!...One day you'll be old and forgotten..."

Why I Read Once and Still Read

...precious stories left behind by the famous English vet James Herriot?...

Your Real Beauty

But far more beautiful than these bodily And sonorous charms...

One

"How can I ever thank you?" he asked as tears streamed down his face.

Glistening Stars

Calls of birds...chirps of crickets...

Goethe's Trinity

"By the way," he added, "would you like to have lunch one day soon?"

Put Asunder

...Reba knew not only where he kept it, but how to use it...

Gone Is Our Lisa

Legs like hers were pricey gems...

Please Send Me Blessings

Don't forget my touch The night you said I do.

Like A Story

About half a block from where they'd Made love in the car...

Tiny Poem

Love that lasted like a ...

Normally A Gentle Man

"I'm a good motherfucker, Boy..."

See a Rose

How happy the two've been...

There Will Be No Losers

...knowledge will not require sweat...

Like a Wave

You’re young and fresh...

Your Love

Those by night...

Quietly in the Garden

The roses round her all were yellow...

Wide Flowers

Wide flowers, round flowers, elongated ones, tiny ones, hothouse ones...

We Loved Her So Much

Strange car tracks were found by the police like a hundred yards...
Cherry

The "New" House

"Hope you find what you're looking for..."
Cherry

Tonight You Die

"You'll tell your mom. You're a mama's boy..."

TREES

They make a shade. It helps us to stay cooler.

Little Is Much

The next day there you sat again...

Urban Frat

"That does it!" Briana said. She got up and flew out of the bedroom...

Frances Jane: God's Happy Servant

They had a baby daughter but it died...

Walter Disney: Changing the world and making people laugh

...the biggest award, though, is...grownups and kids still laugh, cry, and delight in seeing Disney films and...

Lassie: about a Pal (no joke)

...thanks to British-born writer Eric Knight, who wrote the short story...

Tight Jeans 3

...But she wasn't really a rose... That's a joke.

Tight Jeans (4)

"He IS a dream, Lyn said. "At least on the outside..."
Cherry

The Goodbye

Mama had a funny look on her face that I couldn't figure out at first. Then I realized she knew...

Sand Castle

Learning to swim made her feel like a big girl.

One of the World's

Who loves the rains, each field of corn...
Cherry

My Son

If it happened today, she'd keep quiet about it...

Good News from shoebox

Announcing new football book!!!

John and Juan: Colombia's "Facebook" Killers

...she welcomed them with a kiss and took them to her apartment.