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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The BARD is Reborne ..republication 



The BARD is Reborne!



Anniversary! ...This day borne

Soeth by luck; few w'd scorne:


Words of parson; books he'd hewn;

History, poetry, prose, he'd learn.


In love and strength, by moral too;

Players'd read and rule whereso.


E'vr ear and pence threw stage

Romance; new wit! A poet's age!


Whilst jesters, kings, and maidens faire

Greet the gathered heads on air.


In the round, and meadow greene

Joints for fair seat; ales pale keen;


Words which met the ear in rhyme!

Envied birdsong, spoke to time.


What name was wrought - n'er rent by sword?

Whilst players spoke his gilded word?


T'wasn't life returned the Lord;

T'was the living of the Bard!


Nae ..don't shirke; nor hasten way

But Salud! ...


Will Shakespeare's borne this day!

Previously published by this poet at GeoCities & Lycos-Tripod and other websites.
Composed for William Shakespeare's birthday.



Monday, June 04, 2012


JUBILEE
Adieu to parent
Farewell to youth
As liege is made and Princess makes Queen

Nations heed the Head
No longer Empire armed in Dread
Collect of peoples, Collect of old
Commonwealth of nations told

Tradition in peers and powers old
Granted Reign,People Rule
Averting decree,
Assent anew

This fair Elizabeth
like the Golden Age
Tho Deuxieme in very name
The Inspiration is the same

As constant as Thames, her kingdom fair
Adorns the Adorned, a model Queen
Tradition breathes as country air
The Kingdom known as well as seen

For sixty years her country's monarch,
Her life with theirs a Royal bridge
The times in passing as they fade
Give Elizabeth a gilded glade

Of history's sun, a bright moment
In human times of which she wrent

In celebration of the Reina,
As too the reign

Long Live!
Please note that this was first published, same day, in the composer's other Blog scottmcon at http://scottmcon.blogspot.com

Thursday, November 25, 2004

Thanksgiving Day 




Thanksgiving Greeting

Gorgeous Bird ... man of word
We're having turkey dinner

As you have heard it is THE bird
More food! We won't be thinner!

Some for hare, some don't care
Its THANKS and just for having.

Without the meal without a deal
Our lives and friends do dimmer

In Diversity in friend anew
In gathering mill together,

One day with time, in every clime
To join and return favor.

A giving thanks ... a saving thanks
Which words and thought may pray

To simply pause by love or laws
To Thanks ... for all our days.

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Friday, October 29, 2004

Halloween & UNICEF 



HALLOWEEN is Coming TRICK or TREAT for UNICEF

H A L L O W E E N

I thought I saw a goblin on Main Street yesterday ...
Then there were vampires, and spooks, and jack-o-lanterns.
Windows ran with cotton candy; really cobwebs they say!
Bats flew, blackening doorways and curtains. Cats in turn
Were arched in back; spitting; snarling; ... all black of course!
Sundown was coming, and the moon rose in full amber,
Catching a witch, astride a broom, shreiking "No remorse!" ...
For all in sight and sound! (Who could not clearly,
Stay ... safely, in or out of ghostly evil-doers way.)
Some in "extortion", called a "treat"; paid at the doors.
Your's or mine ... made no difference; save the "trick"
Did not then occur ... UNICEF? anyone? A nice treat for sure.
Better than candy for one without bread, or sick
In childhood poverty ... or unable to gamble
That in a nation of prosperity; a goblin dressed ramble;
Would fill a bag with sweets or some goods that were handy.
Lest their little ones now in the street; extort like "jackboots"
In some self-centered turn. Please collect for some other time!
When, where life wasn't good; or was something seen in dread.
Make a basket; fill a sack; get a kid out of his shed!
It's for good; it's for the best! Trick or Treat for UNICEF!
And if these seasonal poems one might dread ...
Well, the day or so after Halloween's the Day of the Dead!

With Halloween (October 31), coming; and "Guy Fawkes Day" (Novemer 4), too ... those efforts for candy & treats, and "pennies for the Guy"; can also make some difference for the United Nations Childrens' Emergency Fund ... tap the link for UNICEF, please!

UNICEF



Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Interruption 


Interruption

Please excuse the Interruption; I just had to push the button.

Google glows as Blogger grows

If I wish to avert adoption;

I just had to choose new options.

Google gives new browsers pains;
but the dashboard's supposed to gain;

Time and book for Google members;
Its really better than the embers.




Sunday, February 08, 2004

A no-Pebble Beach Limerick 


A no-Pebble Beach Limerick



The beach was all sand not a pebble

The golfing was just for the able

My clubs bore the scars

Of 19th hole bars

And my aim was as fluent as Babel.

- - -

Honestly so inspired by the famous AT&T Pebble Beach Classic -that I would attibute it to my pen in wondrous consonance of mind with many golfers.

(Though no one seemed anxious to answer the challenge of a starting verse.)



Saturday, February 07, 2004

Mixed Verse II 


MIXED VERSE II



Salutaris Hostia


Bells in air and spreading skirts;


Running round veranda;


Hostia chokes out weeds and dirt;


And weeding gardė­¤ers cost ya!


Looks nice against the lattice though.


Salutaris Hostia



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Hija Y La Grabadora


Mi hija es una juegadora


Pues vendo esa grabadora


Porque ella juega la Copa De Mundo


Y ella no gagna el segundo


Si de ver la juega d'una hija


Necessitas Televisa


Pues yo voy la juega ahora


Y graba la con grabadora!




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De Hablar Espanol



Como alguna apprenda de hablar;


Es esta arreta que dura de borrar;


Porque hablanta una lingue fundamente;


No es facil couramente!



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MORRELS



While in the woods the other day

Faire maiden beckoned me her way


Excuse me miss, I do need this

I'll not be here a'morrow.


Sir goods I got, and I gots lots

I'll leave you of your sorrel.


But dear Miss, and don't insist

I care more for your Morrels.

Sir, Morrels I got and scruples too

But till they're here, these ceps'll do?


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