#peggy
“you should watch for what’s good and say so, watch for what’s bad and say that,
and be afraid of neither observation.
If you lose your temper, lose it; if you find yourself unexpectedly moved, admit it.
Keep your tools, compass and gyroscope,
clean, dry and level.”
Peggy Noonan,
columnist, author
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good
Christmas Eve advice
getting harder to find,
wheat from chaff, and all that,
what’s sensible,
what’s defensible,
and what actually feels
A~ok!
as in
perhaps, it actually could be,
pause to think,
correct?
and:or:heck,
even right
so if you read the above ,
take it from a couple of senior geezers,
you just got a holiday freebie!
yeah, yeah, keep your powder dry,
just ain’t the same, sorry…
we talking tools and fools here,
them that keep you
on a course
of your owned free choice,
with an assist,
to know your position & to
never to lose your balance
when everybody is
instantly
telling you what to think,
take that long pause,
use your tools,
to pick the problem up,
Rubik’s cube it,
twist and shout,
when the
solution emerges
‘tis the season for
preaching and overreaching,
but use this quietime pause,
look internal,
and keep your instinct and
inside tools oiled,
and mind open, clarified
wish you then, clear eyes, open ears & love;
wisdom, that’s up to you,
but, you’re a billionaire for sure,
use the grey cells you were given
thoughtfully & well,
and keep on looking for
‘what’s a good way,’
which is always an
everlasting work
nat lipstadt
Dec 23, 2024
Dec 23, 2024 at 11:24 AM UTC
A lady name Peggy did claim
*** with me, not the same
finger she greased
for greater release
her men, they never complained
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
Megacreative Poetry Crew (Personified by poetic devices)
☆Poem by Phozi Poetic Skinny Bae himself
• O botse Shame O swana le Benz •
in Front, of My eyes She is Like a Mercedes-Benz, so Beautiful you can see God Took his Time, before she was Born, She found me all alone, Now her number is stored in My Nokia Phone,
So Good Looking that you could Bet, She is an Angel, She turns me on From Every Angle, She makes it hard and prevent it to Dangle, and I wish I could wear hers like a Bangle,
On Top' Of Her League. She is... .. .
my Mind. When I Look at her, is What, She Please, her Looks tease, a Woman Healthy Like Green Trees, at first sight She gave me Brain Freeze, at Night Like a Knight I was on my Knees, already Forgot about my Fees, Praying to God to "Please" Undress her and Give me a Chance to Please... [her]
Black Like a Butterfly from the Mountains, Making my saliva flow like the Fountains, because I have a solid wish to Make her Mine, Make the Years Nine, Because her Response was a Sign, That she is ready to submit it all to me, Give it all to me, and Bare it all to me,
Dineo Phomolo Seshohli gal O botse Shame O swana le Benz. She act Like she knows she was meant for me, Like she was sent for me, She is a Perfect Match, I Thought to Get her was Going to be a Difficult Match, Seems like she had NO time to let me pass, Till I Pass away from Stress in the Streets of Love, she set me free exactly like a dove, Like she was sent to me by the one above,
I am in Love, Dived in naked Like I am from Hell, with a wish to give her a TJ, That is a Tongue Job, till she Drips, and Overflow with all the right juices for that moment,
She is one of my kind, Now as I write this, She is stuck at the back of my Mind, The time has went, when we meet, I wish, I can rewind, because that is the day I felt different, From feeling transparent, to feeling solid, hard, handsome and spoiled,
If she is the devil my soul is sold till we die or grow old, our Love will still be bold, while walking hand in hand in the peaceful road,
I want to have her in a Good way. O botse Shame O swana le Benz.
Dedication: Phomolo Seshohli
Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 7:37 AM UTC