What will it take…
a gentle smile
a flick of long hair
a sashay of my hips
a piercing stare….
what will it take
for you to notice I’m here
ready and willing
to make you my dear……
Sharonlee
Good evening Diane and Jon hope your night is going well, you see Diane I said I would stop by sometime
Was It Something I Said
Been so long since I have done
such a thing
its hard this poem to begin
I myself dont like attention dont
like it when folks stare
Bothers me when someone knows my name
and I dont theres
Hate it when home someone calls
to play games on the phone
Could say I live in my own
little zone
Never was one to throw out
pick up lines
like I hear guys do all
the time
But
not intentionally attention I get
just from being me
A quiet soul with a heart of gold
We are under a tornado watch until midnight It is 11:37 & a severe storm we are having So, if I get knock off I will return in the morning or when the computer kicks back on..in heart LoveYouAre..Give self a hug feeling warmth within..Smiles, with love, shared..Thank you for you :love: 🙂
that 1/2 built house
on that night,
the moonlight
it was like we were
swimming in nocturne.
the trees outside were
reaching into
the sky and speaking
to us,
telling us things
and the walls, the
1/2 finished walls, they were
talking too
and you wanted to go
down into the basement
to see the foundation.
I did too.
but it was a tiny plank
of white wood
leading down into
that space
What I do to get attention
I just be me is all
I bath to smell good
Brush my hair to groom
I brush my teeth for that smile I always wear
I dress to be neat cause I never just dress up you see
For there is no place to be
I give hugs when they are needed
I but always have a gentle hand to give
And a heart of gold I think
What ever you ask I will give freely
And you dont have to ask twice
Just these simple things I do
Nothing more
I just be me is all
Like a flower
I just be
Nothing special at all do I do
if she could make things work to her plan
she’d contrive a scheme
to get him to notice her
….stubborn man!
She’d choose an ankle length
summer dress for that day
she knew when she walked
it would gently sway…
he was sitting outside the coffee shop
she had known he would be there
always writing in a journal
she walked by
seemingly without a care
if he looked up this time
she intended to return
his warm and interested stare…
but he kept on writing
coffee close at hand
she sighed the softest sigh…
oh what a frustrating man!
little did she know
with hooded eyes he watched her pass
a smile played about his mouth
as he watched the swing of her arse…
she wandered on to the bookstore
where she bought a journal of her own
to replace the one already filled
on desk, by the window, at home…
she bought another copy of McKuen
to replace the one that was lost
and refusing a bag to hold them
walked back to the coffee shop…
now usually, she would sit inside
in case he saw the feelings
she couldn’t hide…
a mixture of interest and fascination
that just could not be denied…
instead… she strolled to his table
where he always sat
is this chair taken, she asked
her tone soft and matter-of-fact…
he shrugged, without looking up
you can take it, was his absent reply
damn you man, she thought to herself
look me in the eye…
Photobucket is down for site maintenance. By now you may be getting the idea that one thing I do to get attention is write. LOL
Monkey See, Monkey Do
What do I do to get attention
when someone causes my distention?
I preen and prance before her face;
swing back and forth from place to place.
Squeal at my voice’s top;
give her a karate chop.
Keep it up till she comes through
and I’m the monkey in her zoo.
-tain you with all I have
be what you need… not mad
you will love… the even sad
so be my in and out.. good or bad
ride my unicorn all forlorn rad!
oh I love you… miss you … not a fad!
humming bird seed feeds me see my hat
oh rock me baby oh you do so.. we so fat!
boom shick a shick a boom tat atat atat tat!
slick as a feather here to proclaim here for your
pleasure pink is my tame music is my moisture….entertain!
Baaad Attentions !!! Better Wetter Dan Nooo Attention ~
At Least Dats What Daaa’d Hav Us Believe ~
Take It from Some of Da Greats Like Madonna ~ Michael ~
Cyndy Lauper Or Even AAA God Like Ozzy ~
Down Thru History ~
Weee’ve Followed Da Strange Durranged ~
Sexually Obscene ~ Even Sum Boring Politically ~
Baby Boomers Whooo Are Crazy & Obscure
Abstract Queeens On & off Da Silver Screeen ~
Ones Who Make Us Cuss Dance Take Second Glance ~
& 3rds If Weee Please ~ Plenty of Recruites
Naked W/ Th_ Truth In Nothin Butt Combat Boots ~
Now Da Next Generations Followin Suit in Dare Baby Suits ~
Showin Theyre Ass’s & They’re Whoo Whoo’s
In Who’s Who Atda ZooOligy Of Life ~
Makin Takin Eattin Another Slice Of Cake & Pie
For 15mins of Fame Game Watta Hoot & Hellluva Sight ~
Look At Britney Lohan & Gaga Goin Tooo Extremes ~
Yeah Dares Plenty of Recruites Tooo Make Us Scream ~
As Weee Are ALLL lOST iN dIS wONDEROUS wONDERFUL aTTENTION sTREAM ~
lOST FOREVER iN AAAnothers Dream ~
Seeems Its Alll In Awe & Fur Nuttin ~
Ridin & Sliddin On AAA Fulll Moon Beam ~
Ok it was going to be the week end of homers ball. I was excited cause it is a music festival .
So I give my hair dresser a call .
My sister had red lights “beautiful”, I wanted blue.
So I march my self down there being brave ,hoping for Trina’s results.
But the time the hair dye bleeds through I have blues, turquoise hair, I was blistery mad, but what could I do. The whole top was covered way past my ears.
Homers ball was a laughing topic for my blue hair,
Time it was said and done took three years to get the blue dye out; I was black headed for two.
The only color that the blue hair dye wouldn’t shine through.
It was a night mare same time pretty to.
Wore it a month before I tempted to cover the blue.
Lets say a 35 year old blushed a lot during that time .
I love being spontaneous but some do turn out to be the best embarrassing moments.
Been so busy
Traveling here
From there
Raising children
Taking care of their care
Providing and working,
Mending lil broken hearts
Telling um-teen stories
Showing them how to drive
A car.
Screaming on my knee’s
Asking God help me Please
When not knowing the way
Each God willing day
Watching their eyes in
Graduation
In sticky Situations
Knowing there would be a way
I would travel again, again
No end
And again
My children
Am with a husband
One youngen in college and worken
One waiting to go to
College and..
You accept me for who I am
And yes I care!
I Thank You
Your Still Here!
Once thought I was invisible
One my children never seem
To see
But then that was me
Until that one day,
A new light was brought
To me.
The dog was ill
Time for the vet
I gathered the leash
And husband,
Who picked up the pet.
It was early morn
My son not yet awake
Would arise for school,
Leave, lock the door and
Be on his way.
Pet was happy
Head hanging out the
Window, my hand
Griping tight to his leash
My daughter drives by.
We wave,
Arriving home,
Im amazed to say
My door was unlocked
It shouldn’t have been
This way
We entered, thankfully
Nothing amiss
I wondered why
My son had left the door
Open like this..
When questioned
He said
What do you mean?
You were sitting right
There,
He said with a stare
As he pointed to
My place on the couch
I was with dad
At the vet
You could not have seen me
But he swore that he had
It came to me right then
It was not invisible me
But one that always
Was there
Solid
Like a tree
Rooted
I didn’t even have
To make a scene to
Be seen..
Wow! I hope everyone enjoyed themselves with the blog theme for this week, and please remember this was all meant in fun and not meant to hurt or incite any one. As always at Thematic Attic we wish to inspire your creative thoughts to poetry, wherever that creativity may take you, but we always strive to do it in a peaceful and upbeat way.
:love: Thank you to everyone who came by. We look forward to seeing you again next week! :love:
Jon :groovy:
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Such a beautiful blog and theme! Looking forward to all of this.
Way cool blog! This is going to take some thinking…. hello to all my Poet-Friends….
Here’s an off the cuff….
What will it take…
a gentle smile
a flick of long hair
a sashay of my hips
a piercing stare….
what will it take
for you to notice I’m here
ready and willing
to make you my dear……
Sharonlee
Dont have a write just yet workin on it just stop by now ta show a little love … Awesome topic … Hugs
Good evening Diane and Jon hope your night is going well, you see Diane I said I would stop by sometime
Was It Something I Said
Been so long since I have done
such a thing
its hard this poem to begin
I myself dont like attention dont
like it when folks stare
Bothers me when someone knows my name
and I dont theres
Hate it when home someone calls
to play games on the phone
Could say I live in my own
little zone
Never was one to throw out
pick up lines
like I hear guys do all
the time
But
not intentionally attention I get
just from being me
A quiet soul with a heart of gold
Here’s one from me…. Hope everyone is enjoying the blog!!
Welcome all!!
I stand corrected…Lol!
I’ll be stepping out for dinner in just a few minutes…but I will be back later this evening to catch up on all the comments…
Please continue on and enjoy the blog!
Jon
We are under a tornado watch until midnight It is 11:37 & a severe storm we are having So, if I get knock off I will return in the morning or when the computer kicks back on..in heart LoveYouAre..Give self a hug feeling warmth within..Smiles, with love, shared..Thank you for you :love: 🙂
:love: to all!
A Love Story
that 1/2 built house
on that night,
the moonlight
it was like we were
swimming in nocturne.
the trees outside were
reaching into
the sky and speaking
to us,
telling us things
and the walls, the
1/2 finished walls, they were
talking too
and you wanted to go
down into the basement
to see the foundation.
I did too.
but it was a tiny plank
of white wood
leading down into
that space
easy to go down
maybe impossible to
come back:
we went anyway.
ATTENTION
What I do to get attention
I just be me is all
I bath to smell good
Brush my hair to groom
I brush my teeth for that smile I always wear
I dress to be neat cause I never just dress up you see
For there is no place to be
I give hugs when they are needed
I but always have a gentle hand to give
And a heart of gold I think
What ever you ask I will give freely
And you dont have to ask twice
Just these simple things I do
Nothing more
I just be me is all
Like a flower
I just be
Nothing special at all do I do
Written By: Bettie Davis —————————————– © May 26 , 2011
A Fantasy of the Heart
if she could make things work to her plan
she’d contrive a scheme
to get him to notice her
….stubborn man!
She’d choose an ankle length
summer dress for that day
she knew when she walked
it would gently sway…
he was sitting outside the coffee shop
she had known he would be there
always writing in a journal
she walked by
seemingly without a care
if he looked up this time
she intended to return
his warm and interested stare…
but he kept on writing
coffee close at hand
she sighed the softest sigh…
oh what a frustrating man!
little did she know
with hooded eyes he watched her pass
a smile played about his mouth
as he watched the swing of her arse…
she wandered on to the bookstore
where she bought a journal of her own
to replace the one already filled
on desk, by the window, at home…
she bought another copy of McKuen
to replace the one that was lost
and refusing a bag to hold them
walked back to the coffee shop…
now usually, she would sit inside
in case he saw the feelings
she couldn’t hide…
a mixture of interest and fascination
that just could not be denied…
instead… she strolled to his table
where he always sat
is this chair taken, she asked
her tone soft and matter-of-fact…
he shrugged, without looking up
you can take it, was his absent reply
damn you man, she thought to herself
look me in the eye…
she sighed as soft as a midnight breeze
I’d rather sit here, if you please…
and then he looked up
in his eyes… a smile
you may sit, if it pleases you, for a while….
sharonlee©
I could not find a good pic to go with this so I’m posting it “raw.”
Incontinent Attraction
I could not help myself, you see.
I wanted her to notice me.
Her presence stoked my poor heart’s want
there in that fancy restaurant.
So I stood up and walked her way.
But she just munched on her fillet.
I cleared my throat and said hello
while stirrings moved me from below.
“Do I know you?” she dryly cooed.
I brushed the table, spilled her food,
along with two acanthus plants.
To top it off, I peed my pants.
Copyright May 25th 2011 RGD
Photobucket is down for site maintenance. By now you may be getting the idea that one thing I do to get attention is write. LOL
Monkey See, Monkey Do
What do I do to get attention
when someone causes my distention?
I preen and prance before her face;
swing back and forth from place to place.
Squeal at my voice’s top;
give her a karate chop.
Keep it up till she comes through
and I’m the monkey in her zoo.
Copyright May 25th 2011 RGD
Do you hear, but ignore ?
Do you hear, and not understand ?
Free the mind, and the key will surface.
Grab it quickly before it disappears.
It’s up to you, ultimate control is yours for the taking.
One blink and its lost, so look closer and the truth will be given.
If ever you could notice me ..
I WRITE..
I rarely seek attention, but when I do
On that occassion I seek it from you
We met on a poetry site
Where you praised the way I write
My poetry is my attention getter
It doesn’t get any better
I write how I feel about you
It’s you that I persue
Sending you all my love
Because we fit just like a glove
I write how much you mean to me
Please don’t set me free
You’re the one I’ve waited for
Needing nothing more
Where have you been all my life?
I could’ve skipped all that strife
My poetry is my attention getter
It doesn’t get any better!
DORI {26MAY11}
Well, I’m off to work and will be back later this afternoon to see who else may have come by!
Cheers!
:groovy:
I wrote this awhile ago…
enter-
-tain you with all I have
be what you need… not mad
you will love… the even sad
so be my in and out.. good or bad
ride my unicorn all forlorn rad!
oh I love you… miss you … not a fad!
humming bird seed feeds me see my hat
oh rock me baby oh you do so.. we so fat!
boom shick a shick a boom tat atat atat tat!
slick as a feather here to proclaim here for your
pleasure pink is my tame music is my moisture….entertain!
Attention Getters…
Baaad Attentions !!! Better Wetter Dan Nooo Attention ~
At Least Dats What Daaa’d Hav Us Believe ~
Take It from Some of Da Greats Like Madonna ~ Michael ~
Cyndy Lauper Or Even AAA God Like Ozzy ~
Down Thru History ~
Weee’ve Followed Da Strange Durranged ~
Sexually Obscene ~ Even Sum Boring Politically ~
Baby Boomers Whooo Are Crazy & Obscure
Abstract Queeens On & off Da Silver Screeen ~
Ones Who Make Us Cuss Dance Take Second Glance ~
& 3rds If Weee Please ~ Plenty of Recruites
Naked W/ Th_ Truth In Nothin Butt Combat Boots ~
Now Da Next Generations Followin Suit in Dare Baby Suits ~
Showin Theyre Ass’s & They’re Whoo Whoo’s
In Who’s Who Atda ZooOligy Of Life ~
Makin Takin Eattin Another Slice Of Cake & Pie
For 15mins of Fame Game Watta Hoot & Hellluva Sight ~
Look At Britney Lohan & Gaga Goin Tooo Extremes ~
Yeah Dares Plenty of Recruites Tooo Make Us Scream ~
As Weee Are ALLL lOST iN dIS wONDEROUS wONDERFUL aTTENTION sTREAM ~
lOST FOREVER iN AAAnothers Dream ~
Seeems Its Alll In Awe & Fur Nuttin ~
Ridin & Sliddin On AAA Fulll Moon Beam ~
Written Byyy Bumpalottapus
As His Ass Isss Showin & Its Greeen ~
® TM © WITHIN…
My most embarrassing moment .
Ok it was going to be the week end of homers ball. I was excited cause it is a music festival .
So I give my hair dresser a call .
My sister had red lights “beautiful”, I wanted blue.
So I march my self down there being brave ,hoping for Trina’s results.
But the time the hair dye bleeds through I have blues, turquoise hair, I was blistery mad, but what could I do. The whole top was covered way past my ears.
Homers ball was a laughing topic for my blue hair,
Time it was said and done took three years to get the blue dye out; I was black headed for two.
The only color that the blue hair dye wouldn’t shine through.
It was a night mare same time pretty to.
Wore it a month before I tempted to cover the blue.
Lets say a 35 year old blushed a lot during that time .
I love being spontaneous but some do turn out to be the best embarrassing moments.
Archived image unavailable
Your Still here!
Been so busy
Traveling here
From there
Raising children
Taking care of their care
Providing and working,
Mending lil broken hearts
Telling um-teen stories
Showing them how to drive
A car.
Screaming on my knee’s
Asking God help me Please
When not knowing the way
Each God willing day
Watching their eyes in
Graduation
In sticky Situations
Knowing there would be a way
I would travel again, again
No end
And again
My children
Am with a husband
One youngen in college and worken
One waiting to go to
College and..
You accept me for who I am
And yes I care!
I Thank You
Your Still Here!
Attention
I’ve never been one
To seek out attention
When the spotlight is cast
I run the other direction
I’m not the life of the party
With a lampshade on his head
I’m in the corner
All alone instead
An attention whore
I am not
Quiet and reserved
Don’t stir the pot
The only attention
I wish to receive
Is from fellow writer’s
On my words I leave
Rebel ©
05/26/2011
Written for
Thematic Attic Thursday
“Make Your Notice”
With Diane and A-Rhodi
Invisible? Or Seen?
Once thought I was invisible
One my children never seem
To see
But then that was me
Until that one day,
A new light was brought
To me.
The dog was ill
Time for the vet
I gathered the leash
And husband,
Who picked up the pet.
It was early morn
My son not yet awake
Would arise for school,
Leave, lock the door and
Be on his way.
Pet was happy
Head hanging out the
Window, my hand
Griping tight to his leash
My daughter drives by.
We wave,
Arriving home,
Im amazed to say
My door was unlocked
It shouldn’t have been
This way
We entered, thankfully
Nothing amiss
I wondered why
My son had left the door
Open like this..
When questioned
He said
What do you mean?
You were sitting right
There,
He said with a stare
As he pointed to
My place on the couch
I was with dad
At the vet
You could not have seen me
But he swore that he had
It came to me right then
It was not invisible me
But one that always
Was there
Solid
Like a tree
Rooted
I didn’t even have
To make a scene to
Be seen..
I sit in the shadows
in a pretense to be left alone
doing nothing to get attention
yet my presence here is known.
I watch as women pass by
flipping or twirling their hair
walking that walk that they do
to melt a man into his chair.
I smile inside as I watch them
as they stroll across the floor
their eyes never looking back
until the reach the restroom door.
Somewhere in the shadows
there comes a crashing sound
my girlfriend caught me staring back
and knocked me to the ground.
RC
Russell & Detox..Birthday`s today Celebration time Smiles, shared:)
Remember..You are Special,,LoveYouAre~
Kudos with thumbs up left for all! :love:
For as much as my freezing up computer would let me. I went through here a clicking! I love this group! 🙂
Awww RC, we love this group too. 🙂 Peace,Elfwing.
Wow! I hope everyone enjoyed themselves with the blog theme for this week, and please remember this was all meant in fun and not meant to hurt or incite any one. As always at Thematic Attic we wish to inspire your creative thoughts to poetry, wherever that creativity may take you, but we always strive to do it in a peaceful and upbeat way.
:love: Thank you to everyone who came by. We look forward to seeing you again next week! :love:
Jon :groovy: