by Alice Ringberg |
Categories:
death, loss, sad,
To my sister Marcie
You were the epitome of a true Southern lady.
Your hospitality reigned warm and generous
as a summer's day, guiding you the consummate hostess.
You played life's roles with grace and compassion.
Strength and dignity kept you anchored and
confidence validated your presence.
You embraced family and friends in a circle of love
giving hugs magically lifting spirits with your smile
binding us to you for a lifetime.
The gray mist of illness vanishes softening
your features in blessed peace.
In the distance a church bell tolls,
golden music transports your soul to heaven.
Tears stain my face.
by Doris Culverhouse |
Categories:
dedication, funny
Mrs. Sara Kendrick
Despises vegetables mixed by forks
She has the title poetess
The mostess and gracious hostess!
Mom I was just being humorous!! You know I love you!
by Funom Makama |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, character, corruption, silly, women,
Always flirts with disaster because she’s doom’s mistress
the power to enchant, hallucinate and control she possess
for dinner, she invites the legions of man’s captivity and slavery,
feasting to her records of conquer. What a hostess!
In awe of her highness,
she's the poisonous weapon and master manipulator
love, submission and tenderness, she falsely confess
with an intentional touch seemingly careless
ruining the victim to sustain her prowess
Her tricks, smoothness, lust and passion please avoid
or join her miserable congress
and suffer all the pain and embarrassing mess
by Mama Bear |
Categories:
friendship,
We meet for cards every week
Some times we win, even the meek
The competition is only for fun
We laugh and joke...everyone
The hostess is our lovely lady Sue
She is willing to go the mile for you
Her home is ours for the night
Everyone is considered to be all right
Strangers come and become a friend
The fun and games never end
How fortunate can we be to belong
We certainly can not be wrong
To love this woman who is so giving
She has given a lot of people a reason for living
No one else can do for you
What is given us by wonderful Sue
by Paula Swanson |
Categories:
husband, lovelove,
My love for you rests gently,
with whispered words unspoken.
My words, poetic tokens,
I offer to you purely.
Within this letter, sweetly,
emotions have awoken,
that bind our souls unbroken,
with velvet bonds completely.
I sing with your every touch.
Yet, die, when it is you leave.
We joined as one, from the start,
the moment our lips did brush.
Forever I will believe,
we live in each others heart.
For the contest: Sentimental Love Letters
Hostess: Audrey Carey
Placement: 4th
by Jai Garg |
Categories:
life, love
Lady Spider weaving her web again;
Powerful stories surfing on the net.
Hostess - protecting anchors around
Trail Blazer, accosting melodic sound.
Wonder now, what traps she spins.
Boomerang, those frailed legs wantonly pin.
Hideous grips, Neo Geometric moves,
Tempting shots, another day, type cast hooves.
True DNA, we ought to meet,
Face to face on grass luscious green;
Fencing brainstorm, Vedic games:
Who lost and who reigns supreme.
Mark words; the destiny song sings,
Limpid Plangent the oasis rings:
Grasshoppers play their fiddle well.
She spider fries her tale: and it sells.
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
fantasy, fun, silly, sweet,
Snickers, Snickers
Milky Way
Butterfingers
Frito-Lay
Hostess Cupcakes
Almond Joy
Hershey Kisses
O, Boy!
Tootsie Rolls
Twinkies too
Pizza, French Fries
I love you
We're sucking on
our lollipops
on our way
to the Ice Cream Shoppe
by Robert Pettit |
Categories:
nostalgia, tribute,
While Judge Bradley Stevens was on a plane to Chicago,
there would be a delightful, but ditsy blonde he got to know.
A new hostess named Joan was on her first flight.
She was awkward and clumsy, and didn’t do her job right.
However, Judge Stevens found Joan quite a delight.
He thought Joan should be the better half of his life,
so Bradley took Joan’s hand and she became his wife.
Despite all the ups and downs, love still prevailed.
By many television watchers, this program was hailed
Based on the 1950‘s television sitcom “I Married Joan“
I thank both the Internet Movie Database and You Tube for information I
obtained to write this poem.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
family,
Elegance does not do the cozy hidden away teahouse justice
stylish in a Bohemian, Roma mystical type of way
the hostess is exotic, a jewel, wearing chunky necklaces
her fingers are adorned with lapis lazuli, there is a ruby, and a smile.
Where did you find this treasure? My girlfriend queries me.
I know she is thinking it is the most exotic teahouse in this hemisphere
And it is; I keep it reserved only for those I love. The hostess embraces me. "Grandma!" I say "I have brought a friend."
I share this treasured place with only my best comrades, the ones
I trust, who love me for me, not for my Bohemian lifestyle which
seems to be in vogue these days with some.
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
11th grade, dark, humanity, light, spiritual,
the Light of the World
breaks through darkness with light
how bright is your light
love lights up a dark world
revealing truth, mercy, grace, justice...
joy comes as the morning dawns
whither, your light?
"For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ." 2 Corinthians 4:6
February 7, 2022
Contest: senryu
Hostess: Beata Agustin
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
irony,
Today we were meeting at a restaurant to celebrate me.
Being SEVENTY! I chose the restaurant – six miles from my house.
I was the first one there because they had to drive thirty minutes.
I had strict instructions. Ask for a place away from other people.
I did not ask.
The hostess led me to a private alcove that jutted away from the others.
I love it when things like this happen!
I got to look like a heroine to Eloise
Who had given me the serious instruction.
No use in telling her it was not my doing.
My three friends came in wearing masks.
They were the only ones wearing them.
I am glad to say that I looked normal like the others.
by Norman Purvis |
Categories:
friendship, happiness,
What a surprise!
A party. Shouts and cries.
Tagging all you want to come.
We will have such fun.
Carol is the hostess.
With the mostess.
Warmth and love.
She makes you feel.
At home, fine and real.
Dancing, singing, a game or two.
Read your latest, poem , yes do.
When it's all over.
Please remember.
Those not tagged.
Like me and you.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
humorous,
Our hostess had creamed cheese in pea pods.
I loved it!
And jalapeno jelly in wonton wraps.
I love jalapeno.
I made a pig of myself.
Snorting and chomping.
Squealing with hog gusto.
She brought out strawberry turkey salads.
She’s like Martha Stewart, my friend suggested.
Except she has probably never been in jail, I replied.
Jealous of both of them.
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
11th grade, appreciation, grandchild, grandfather, love, thanksgiving,
Back home from the hospital, grandpapa
spreads his arms wide.
The best meds
are free -
hugs.
Love
needs no
prescription
to be fulfilled.
It's a bless-ed thanksgiving homecoming.
November 23, 2020
photo # 3
contest: Double Tetractys 6
hostess: Eve Roper
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
11th grade, grief, jobs, loss, love,
Love's winds were at their crest
when you lost your job.
We did our part; God did the rest;
then our home was robbed.
The winds blew raw; love passed the test.
When the autumn wind is kind
it blows you to my lips;
Winter's wind can bite and grind,
yet our kiss is not eclipsed.
All year long, love's on our mind.
Springtime winds can bless or curse
as true love's flag we hoist.
Through good times and through worse,
in summer's hurricane, rejoice,
day by day, in love immersed.
September 5, 2019
contest: Write the Poem You Have Always Wanted to Write Poetry Contest
hostess: Caren Krutsinger
by The Situation |
Categories:
adventure, cute love, imagination, love,
Mayrine Mayrine
such a wonderful scene
Not just another Queen
But a picture
from which I'd gleen
A happiness of
the here after
The eyes of an angel
but fairy of awe
No wings on her back
but beauty without flaw
I could only wish
while the world
would outlaw
My love so imaginative
the wonderful things
it saw
Mayrine Mayrine
Such a beautiful scene
at times you made me
feel like a King
The picture from which
I'd gleen
The happiness
I've never ever seen