As this life now quickly drifts away,
I'm unable to look around and say,
Look at all the difference I've made...
Sewn is the carnage I now reep today..
The fields I'm forced to work, like a nineteenth century slave;
With only my two bare hands
under a sun of a southern summer day...
My sweat pouring down like a thunderstorm drops it's rain;
As every new day leaves, more and more pain.
Captured are all the moments that created this disarray...
Ignored was the spiraling, from all your mindless yesterday's ;
That now lies before you, like a body in full decay...
What Makes Me Smile 2 is complete
You submitted great work uplifting unique
Allow me time to get affairs in order ok
I’ll be sure to write you and communicate
There’s lots of decisions to be made
What font and size how big a page
I want you to know I appreciate
Your entry your patience and grace
You didn’t use AI and you persevered
Makes me smile and give a yellow cheer
You wrote from your heart meek and mild
A big part of what makes me smile
So I may need to soup mail each of you
Or even email to keep things smooth
There is a need to protect YOUR work
So that it’s not stolen by a jerk
I want to say with all my heart
I will protect your poetic art
As a collective work I’ll register it
You have the right to refuse this
If you do refuse I can’t publish so
For legal reasons please let me know
I will include my email in the notes
So you can contact me ok folks?
Give me some time to get organized
To format and spellcheck and dot I’s
What you are doing is worthy of prize
Your work will brighten a day a night
Thank you so very much
Roger Joseph Ebert
on film judging was an expert
so, upon his review
would he give two thumbs up to my clerihew
Fake reviews
In 1963, I ate lunch at Andrea’s café,
her food was wonderful
I advised mariners to go for a visit
and be welcomed by a true lady.
I now learned that unsolicited reviews
are no longer appreciated
My recommendation was delivered verbally
Andrea doesn’t know she is a grandmother and
One of her grandchildren runs the place
I once ran a café in Liverpool selling bacon butties
I could have done with the friendly review
From the people who worked at the small factories nearby
but when Margaret Thatcher
Came to power, they closed down
A young man from Pakistan bought my café
Changed its name to Morning Glory and sold
Curried chicken and shrimp
That, of course, was before the hatred of the foreigner was noticed
When Britain woke up 3 million people from
Syria and Iraq had entered they were not as friendly as the man from Pakistan.
"Do you want ice with It?"
Why not,
the deep snow will be more slidable.
I rattle the cubes.
A snowstorm keeps me
twisting and corkscrewed
even when at rest.
'Not too cold for you?"
I am muffled
cocooned in layers of invisibility.
My spine is insulated,
flesh mummified
yet under these red lights,
I almost glow.
"Where are all your friends?"
They shelter in empty shot glasses,
the whisky in them is still warm.
They die alone while talking to my memory.
"What's your problem Mr.?"
It's that mirror back of the bar
it keeps thawing and dripping,
soon my face will emerge,
and its eyes will be
forever unlocked and open.
Yesterday I saw someone
That reminded me of you.
My heart didn’t remember
But my head I knew,
That you’re not here.
It’s just another reverie review.
The way you turned your head,
Or that little wink and smile.
How you could warm
My heart and all the while,
Hold my hand in yours
Mile after mile.
If you were deep in thought
You’d scratch your chin.
When you were mischievous
You had a silly grin.
And when I can’t sleep
My reverie review kicks in.
Just a little reverie review
For the one I dream of.
A little reverie review
For my sweetheart above.
A little reverie review
For the one I love.
Even though his angry
He really cannot stand it
The only woman in his life
The mother of his only child
How sweet is the love of these two
They suffered a lot because of their love
Poor Kemal and Nihan
The ending of love is very sad
You were not given the chance
To be together the rest of your life
There is really no forever.
When a problem clouds each day.
And all is misty and grey,
You must review it.
You can’t get over it,
You wont get under it,
You have to go through it.
Some guys often said
50 meters away from
The wife is single.
"Her productions are perfection every time,
allowing all viewers to easily follow the storyline.
While other reactors react like wanna be celebrities,
Jules reacts real, unscripted, naturally,
and she does so with the most endearing personality.
So if you enjoy reaction videos on YouTube, like I do,
then Jules Reacts is the channel you ought to subscribe to."
This has been a BILLYtheKidster Jules Reacts review.
ripples seeking shore
frog thrust fro spots lily pad
dragonfly finds space
early morning hours
provide time for reflection…
thanksgiving review
"As I ponder by, inside my own views once again."-Ds-
WHEN
When life review is an unconscious calling,
It is closure that’s invisibly in the room
When muddling in the mire of memories,
It is evolution that’s your angel of bloom
When emotions of the past are churning,
It is salvation that’s your future to groom
rich sunset colors
hold memories of the day
scarlets for the rose
purple evokes plums
orange was butterfly noon
lavender calls scents
peach was the fall leaves
yellows for buttercup dawn
white was glowing smiles
colors are moving
all swirling upon the sea
as moon advances
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