Cheryl’s Pals Saturday Share ~ Come One, Come All !!!
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Welcome to the Cheryl’s Pals Saturday Share!!!
This is the blog where folks who decided to “Get Lost in the Lines” come and post their “Cheryl’s Pals Collab” Poetry!!!
Earlier in the week, Cheryl issued a call for poets and friends to come and give “One-More-Line to generate lines for our “Collab” Poetry.
This week we generated 260 Lines!!
Due to a small desaster I was unable to make the poster with all the Pals on it……….
We so hope you LOVE This Blog!!!
I do not have a Collab for you this week ~ It’s not that I did not intend to do one it’s just that I’ve been dealing with a flea infestation issue. SOMEHOW my Indoor Cats got fleas ~ I guess you need to use frontline no matter if your cat is strictly indoor or not *sigh* so since One this afternoon I’ve been covering furnature ~ puting things in closets, and I Bombed the house with flea killer. That has been my Journey for the day. Now I am washing the towels & Sheets & Blankets ~ that I covered everything with ~ it is truely a mountian of laundry!!!
On top fo that I only had like three hours of sleep last night form worry about the damned fleas. So I am dog tired!!!
Tomorrow is my Birthday and I’ll be spending it putting my house back in order. I’ll try to pop in from time to time if I can.
Have a great time visiting with each other!!! :love: :love: :love:
Undertakers, hearse drivers, diggers of the hole
Send the biodegradable empty container below.
Just a bit of refuse, used up, without it’s soul
Cover it up with sod, let some flowers grow
We handle the remains, soon going to dust,
Empty containers in an elaborate box of wood
The folks will stand here, they somehow must
The journey begins, but to the dead no good
“They can’t taste your tears hear the priests vespers”
The diggers say with shovel scrapes and laughter
Earning a wage by you, who say goodbye in whispers
Then the diggers head off for football and beer right after
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A new journey begins (L,C.D)
A thousand teenagers have been laid (Jackie)
As the moon of the night gives witness to our sins (LS)
And many babies were then made (Michelle K)
It was a remarkable crusade,(Detox) of political dreamers
still I see the shining light (JT)
in the oval office with the political schemers (Jackie)
Their lowering the voting age to four tonight
:entertained:
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A new journey begins (L,C.D)
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A new journey begins ahead
Exactly like the one you left behind
It twists, turns, it leaves you dead
So I hope that you don’t mind.
We’ve been here before you know
But haven’t had this conversation yet
We learned that we deserve more
Than the empty signposts that we met.
Of people who we have we met
The many journeys we have done
Twists, turns,and choices yet
Not taken by everyone.
The path we followed drew us on and on
Our nights were filled with endless fun
And youthful folly it had it’s run
Long before our journey was even done.
Our lives flashed and flourished when
We strolled through unfilled dreams
Whose rhythms dancing in
Our vibrant, pulsing veins.
Of people who we have we met
The many journeys we have done
Twists, turns,and choices yet
Not taken by everyone.
Now time to sing our swan song
To join with those voices set
In stone in the graveyard of
The people whom we met.
Of people who we have we met
The many journeys we have done
Twists, turns,and choices yet
Not taken by everyone.
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A new journey begins it came home in a bassinet (L,C.D)
two ways in this road and both ways lead to happiness (Mary)
Left to the medicine Cabinet, right to the liquor Cabinet (Glenn)
holding my nose, the diapers, the unending crappiness
A half cup of NyQuil with two shots of tequila
might shut out the infernal bawling racket I’m hearing
I can’t get any sleep since she brought home that squealah
Stick it in the dryer and give it a fun little tumble
Medicate the little stinker or give it to the Nuns
Feelin’ queasy and my stomachs starting to rumble
Little Junior seem to have a case of the runs
Moving out to sleep in my car tonight, you bet
A new journey begins, it came home in a bassinet (L,C.D)
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No basset hounds either but I hear them baying in my dreams……….
Listen my children this tale you’ll regret
Of the midnight Journey of Mary Margaret,
On the thirty first of October nineteen ninety five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day I’ll bet.
She said to her coven, “If the tricky treaters march
by path from the town to-night,
with flaming poo for my front porch
or festoon the tree with toilet paper tonight,–
I’ll drown the bastards in a pail of pee;
And Mary cackling in glee will be,
Ready to ride and spread her charm
Through every treaters village and farm,
And you bet your asses she’s bringing her curses and charm.”
Then she said “happy halloween!and with muffled roar
as she flew over their heads dropping poo bomblets galore,
Just as the moon rose over the bay,
While swinging wide her bra straps popped
and suddenly we saw the moon and much much more;
A twin torpedo’s, gleaming like moonlit beacons of nipple
I swear I’m to drunk not even a sipple,
And her huge black hulk, that was magnified
By her own reflection in the tide.
Meanwhile, trick or treaters through alley and street
Wander and watch, with frightened eyes
at the naked horror in the skies
The running of men heading for the door door,
The sound of boo’s, and the tramp of feet,
And the measured bob of her sagging teats,
pointing down to the men on the shore.
A Halloween treat, some sagging of teat, and it has an other worldly beat, lol
A new journey begins
the sad Man Moon said
when the Earth loses its luster
and we’re all pronounced dead
God lays his hand
upon us weary old Souls
the Sunshine is dim
listen…
Bell Liberty toll…
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Might as well
Might as well end it
Might as well laugh at it
It is late right
they say a angel gets its wings when a bell rings
Hell ring the son of a bitch!
Must be many lil suckers getting them flapping thingys
Its our friends Birthday today… so we all need to recognize
Happy Birthday sweet sweet Sister!
We all Love you too much!!! :love: :love: 😆
Growth
The sun comes up on a new day.
The pain from the past washed away.
A new start in this day.
A journey to come my way.
I’m so excited!
I can feel the promise I made in the air.
The wind washes away all my fears.
I try to hold on to new thoughts.
Loving the new life I bought.
I would love to see the new future I hold.
I hope it’s kind and not bold.
It starts soon taking new chances.
A new home , a new job all for my own.
It will be better than this life I own now.
I will heal my heart.
I will heal my depression.
I will heal my life.
From this moment I will give life one hell of try.
Forever and always.
I will not die because of a broken heart.
For I promise to do my part.
I ain’t no quitter .
I will hold on to faith and pray.
I can’t be tamed any more.
The woman in me thrives inside.
I will no longer cry but I’ll smile.
I’m getting better thinking about this new life I will encounter .
This new life to come sounds so good.
I’m taking off all this pain and striving for the good .
I’m looking up for I’m not dead yet.
I’ll take one day at a time.
I’ll fight for my breath.
I’ll fight for my sanity .
I have a dream.
I’ll be all I can be.
I’ll laugh and not cry.
Until the end of time.
Every ending brings a new beginning .
And this new beginning I plan to do right.
For my life I’ll fight.