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 Dec 2010
Judy Ponceby
ripping, roaring, dad's asnoring.
mom continues, still imploring.
seeking silence, blessed silence.
kids are screaming, eyes agleaming.

flipping, gripping, cats are nipping.
swimming, dipping, fish afinning.
seeking silence, blessed silence.
motors rumbling, brothers grumbling.

quiet, silent, in a corner sitting.
reading, hiding, hope for disappearing.
seeking silence, blessed silence.
whispers spoken, words unbroken.

too shy for noise, unlike those boys
afraid to speak, not a squeak
seeking silence, blessed silence.
......................................................

­QUIETTTT!!!!!!, please!
 Dec 2010
Judy Ponceby
Trolls
like rolls.

Elves
like spells.

Fairies
like sherry.

And I,
I like pie.
 Dec 2010
Judy Ponceby
It
It

It is what it is.
Isn't it?

It was what it was.
Wasn't it?

It isn't what it isn't.
Is it?

It wasn't what it wasn't.
Was it?

Well, for goodness sakes, what is it?
 Dec 2010
Judy Ponceby
Man the lanyard! Over the sea!
To lands unknown to you and me!

The wind blows south, my merry men.
The ale flows free, to heaven then.

To Sea, to find my heart aflame!
To Sea, to find the dragon's claim!

Salty air, on dark stormy winds
Fair, rock our ship, to pieces then.

Tossing freely, dancing wildly,
Spinning to the rhythmic pounding.

Passing time on deck and mast,
From the crow's nest, we hear at last.

Land **! Land **! Captain!
The very land that has been sought.

Rivers of silver, mountains of gold.
Paradise for Pirates, so I'm told.
 Dec 2010
Judy Ponceby
Skipping through the forest,
Laughing with delight,
Glimpsing my sweetheart,
Off to the right.

Sneaking up closely,
Taking a peek.
Watching him moving,
I do not speak.

Silently climbing,
Up and out on a limb.
Taking some acorns,
And grinning down on him.

Watching him move,
unaware of my perch.
Thinking how funny,
He's going to lurch.

Taking careful aim,
Then glancing about,
I whack him on the head,
And he gives a shout.

Laughing, and swinging,
Out on a limb.
Hanging upside down,
And grinning at him.

First he was scowling,
Looking quite mad.
Now he is smiling,
And, boy, am I glad.

Still hanging there,
My knees over the limb,
He approaches me slowly,
And I get a kiss from him.

His hands on my face,
His heart in his eyes.
Kissing so sweetly,
With fun undisguised.

Slipping from my perch,
I settle in his arms.
Feeling so safe,
Loving his charms.

Not a thing could be better,
than being this close.
with his heart to my heart
his nose to my nose
 Oct 2010
Judy Ponceby
Traveling by plane, across the main,
Sitting in coach, waiting for peanuts,
I was thinking about layovers.

Drifting to sleep, on that square of a pillow,
Knees to my chest and arms folded tight,
Dreaming of home, but stuck on this flight.

Turbulence seesawing our plane up and down,
Waking me abruptly, my vision still blurred,
I glance out the window, over the wing.

Mother of god, it's a duck of all things,
Staring at me like a new zoo exhibit,
Quacking at me, to say what an idiot.

Stuck in a can, hurtling across the sky,
At the mercy of gravity, because I can't fly.
This duck makes a point as he leaps in the air.
Spreading his wings, gone without a care.
 Oct 2010
Judy Ponceby
Hippos in crates
On rollerskates
Crashing through
the rickety gates.

Crashing and bashing.
Oooooooooooh, how Smashing!
Rolling about
Their teeth a-flashing!

Running amuck!
Watch out for the duck.
Open the doors!
Back up the truck!

Zipping up the ramp
Like any old champ.
There they go!
Don't forget the stamp.

Crates in the mail!
Delivered without fail.
Those Hippos on skates
Lurching down the trail.
For Charming, Fun and Fanciful.
 Oct 2010
Judy Ponceby
Velvety soft,
Wickedly playful,
Padding softly,
across my heart.

Dark as soot,
Eyes flaming yellow,
Slashing tail,
across my heart.

Purring deeply,
Racing wildly,
Joyfully pouncing,
on my heart.

Sleeping contentedly,
Stretching lazily,
Ignoring advances,
from my heart.

Slinking,
Lurking,
Jumping,
Climbing,
Crouching,
Stalking­.

^.  .^      ..............prrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...
 Oct 2010
Judy Ponceby
Peeking out the window
On all Hallow's Eve
Watching little Globlins
Skip about with glee.

Witch's and warlocks
traveling the streets
Looking so scary
Asking for treats.

Dinos and gators
fairies and elves,
scurry about
frightening themselves.

The sun grows dim,
the porchlight shines,
the ghouls and monsters
scowl just fine.

Creatures a-plenty
Come out to play
Once each year
for All Hallow's Day.
 Oct 2010
Judy Ponceby
Hip hop, gonna stop
on the bright blue square.
Run, jump, fall like a lump.
on the green ground bare.

Laugh and dash, and water splash
in the sunshine sparkle.
Smile and giggle, toes they wiggle
in the black mud darkle.

Playing silly, warm and chilly
dusk is setting in.
Wandering home, all alone,
in the tub again.

Splish, splash, clean in a flash
jammies on real quick.
Bedtime story, oh the glory,
on a dreamland kick.

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