jo-hale-poetry

Poetry about life, people, animals, religion, friendship, love, and everything that people care about. I write about everyday occurrences and events that have either happened to me or to others.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

To Them It Does Not Matter

If you're abled or disabled
Or whatever colour your skin.
To them, it's not important,
You're just another of their kin.
They also do not see you
As too fat, too thin, no hair.
And it's no relevance to them
What fashions you decide to wear.
They love you for you, just as you are
And for the love that you give back
They live for your smiles and your cuddles
That's all they require, from the leader of their pack.
They don't care if you are older
And your joints, may creak and ache
They have such adoration for you
There's no need to change for their sake.
They do not worry if your breath smells
For they know that theirs does too,
Your feet may pong, but to them - nothing's wrong
And they won't talk about you, 'tis true!
Never mind your sexuality
To them - it makes no difference
They love you, no matter what, you see
Without question, or significance.
What am I talking of here?
Who is it that has no regret?
Now, listen when I tell you all
It's our dear, beloved pets.

Teeny Poet picture of cartoon animals and link


This poem is also on the Teeny Poet site at http://teenypoet.googlepages.com/tothemitdoesnotmatter.....

My poetry home page is at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.

This poem and others about animals can be found at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/animalpoems.htm.

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Tuesday, May 06, 2008

The Fairy Tale Story

Little Red Riding Hood, where have you been?
"To the high tower, to paint it bright green
I met up with Cinders and Hansel & Gretel
Who joined in the painting of brickwork and metal
A little while later, Pinocchio turned up
Stirring the paint with his nose, mucky pup!
The colours, they mingled, from one to another
And, one of the Three Pigs mistook his own brother!
For a navy blue statue - oh, how we laughed!
When Buttons joined in, and then had to be bathed!
He splashed and he lathered and threw water about
Causing lots of merriment, laughing and shouts
But, Billy Goat Gruff, he got in a mood
When, soggy and messy, got the basket of food
Then, behind the tower, an orchard we found
Where lovely red apples had fallen to the ground
We munched and we feasted - each filled our belly
Then Humpty Dumpty discovered some wobbly jelly
That was safe, undamaged, in the soppy wet hamper
Though the rest of the food, it was left slightly damper!
Wandering along, was Little Bo Peep
She told us she'd passed an Ogre - the creep
Who took about twenty and four of her lamb
He thought they were bacon, or honeydew ham!
Despairing, was she - oh, what could she do?
Her flock numbers dwindling - missing a few
Rapunzel suggested we all go along
To see the Ogre, and sing it a song
"A song!" Said the Three Bears, "what good would that be?"
The Ogre, at us, he would laugh with such glee
"That is the point", said Rapunzel, with flair
And, flamboyantly, tossed back her long golden hair
"If he thinks we are funny and laughs at us so
It will give us a chance to distract him, you know
And, when he's not looking, all of us will
Grab hold of a lamb each and run for the hill"
"Great idea", said the Woodcutter, "I think it might work"
"Yes", said Goldilocks,"'cos that Ogre's a berk!
Remember that time, when the Gingerbread Man
Told him a joke about a new hunting ban?"
"Yes!" Laughed Tom Thumb, "I remember it well
The Ogre was aghast - and over he fell
Kicking and screaming and hammering his fist
On the ground, with such fury - you all get the gist?"
The Pied Piper remembered another such time
When the Ogre was fooled, whilst committing a crime
"He was fishing for fairies along the creek riverbank
Took fright at his own reflection, fell in, and then sank!"
Puss in Boots, passing by, said with such glee
"Hello there Ogre, in some trouble, are thee?"
And the Ogre, he roared and he spat at the cat
Who ran away, sniggering, whilst waving his hat
At a passing stagecoach, with Prince Charming inside
Puss in Boots wanted to gossip, whilst hitching a ride
"And, there was that time", said Old Mother Hubbard
"When he wore those new clothes, which he stole from my cupboard"
"We remember", said the Blind Mice, "he thought he looked swell
But, the clothing was ladies, he just couldn't tell!"
"Yes, well", said Bo Peep, "all this talking is fine
But, can we get on and recover what's mine?"
"Yes", we all said, "we must go without haste
For the Ogre will be hungry - there's no time to waste"
We found the Ogre teasing Quasimodo
The poor lad was making excuses to go
He's very shy and gets picked on a lot
And, the Ogre's a bully, he doesn't care a jot
About whom he offends - he just thinks it's funny
Robin Hood, Mother Goose, or the Easter Bunny
They've all stood his taunting and teasing, it's true
Ugly Duckling included, and Little Boy Blue
But, times were a changing, we were to fight back
For there was that beanstalk that was grown by Jack
Who would climb it and tell the giant at the top
That the Ogre was mocking them, and it had to stop
So Jack, climbed to the top of the green stalk
Where the Giant sat dozing, all big, brawn and balk
"Jack!" He cried, "Hello my dear fellow!
Grab a seat! Take a pew! Sit down and mellow!"
"I'd love to, you know, but I'm here for a favour
I really should get back and really not waiver"
"What troubles ye so"? The Giant did frown
So, Jack told the story of the Ogre in town
The Giant, he listened and did not like much
Of what he was hearing of this Ogre and such
"Rumplestiltskin did mention him on his last visit
But talked of the Ogre's clothes, saying they were exquisite
And Sleeping Beauty did talk of it too
Though she just kept yawning and wanting the loo
Please rest assured, my good friend Jack
You go tell the others that I'll sort out that hack
I'll come down just as soon as I've eaten
Then I'll be heavier and the Ogre will be beaten"
Climbing back down, Jack noticed the others
Had gathered around the stalk, Dads, Kids and Mothers
To hear just what the Giant had said
Before going home to put the children to bed
As Jack was explaining, the Giant appeared
All mighty (and clean!) - A sight to be feared
In search of the Ogre, the Giant, he went
And saw Little Jack Horner, by a tree, his head bent
"Ah, Jack, me lad, what ever's the matter"?
"It's the Ugly Sisters, they just keep getting fatter
They take away my lovely plum tarts
And eat them in front of me! Oh, they have such cold hearts"
"You should cheer up young Little Jack Horner
For there is the Muffin Man, over in the corner
He's measuring the Ugly Sisters around each their waist
And the tape measure's stretching! Oh, just look at each face!
That'll teach them to take your tarts of plum
Those tasty treats have left those sisters really glum!
You won't have any more trouble, young Jack
You see if I'm not right, those sisters won't be back!
I'm off now to find this terrible Ogre bully
And find out his problem, oh yes, quite fully
For he has been terrorising you poor town folk
And I won't have it, and this isn't a joke
I'll sort him out, oh yes, good and proper
Messing with you lot, oh, he'll come a cropper
And what's that, I spy, he has hold of ole Sneezy
Also, Bad Wolf, and he's made them quite wheezy
Stop that you Ogre, you foul mean heejee
Put down those creatures and just leave them be
And, leave this town, for I rule this land
And I don't take to strangers getting the upper hand
This is my territory and it always will be
We now all live together in perfect harmony
And I'm bigger than you, so you run along
Far away from here, 'cos you don't belong
And if you backchat me, or put up a fight
I'll sort you out properly, with my muscle and might
For I am the bigger one between you and I
And I know for certain that I'll make you cry
So give back those lambs and you will save face
Be heading off now, 'cos you're a disgrace
Leave here right now and don't turn around
And never return here, or you'll see what you're bound"
So away walked the Ogre, his silly head bowed
By the increasing cheering of the gathering crowd
"Three cheers for the Giant!" Their noise it was loud
For the Giant, their hero, they were so very proud
Red Riding Hood, tell me, this all happened today?
"Oh yes, as I told you, 'tis the fairy tale way!

My poetry home page is at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.
Fantasy/Mystical poems are at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/fantasymysticalpoems.htm.

This poem is also on the Teeny Poet website at http://teenypoet.googlepages.com/thefairytalestory.

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Sunday, April 20, 2008

Moments

Time, ticking
Slowly, away
Never to be
Seen again

Always in the past
Creating memories
Seconds into minutes
Hours into years

At this moment
Now, that moments has gone
Stored in a secret place
On a shelf in the mind

Certain things
Bring them back
A special song
A photograph

Time is still
In a camera's eye
The moment is kept
Kept forever

Each moment
Passes with time
As I write
Another moment gone

This poem appeared in print on page 12 of the March 2008, Issue 20 of the booklet "Carillion"; created in "South Yorkshire, read around the world" - ISSN: 1474-7340
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My Poetry Home Pages is at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

Parting

I received a letter from Forward Press, dated 4th April 2008 to say that this poem had been selected and that I am a prize winner in their Top 100 2006 Competition. I won £50.00 for this poem.


I watched you go
You did not cry
I held your hand
As we said goodbye

You closed your eyes
Took your last breath
Your pain was all over
As you welcomed death

I cried for you
Now the pain is in me
My broken heart
Will never be free

Another day passes
My life goes on by
I think of your memory
As I sit here and cry

I remember the good times
There were many we shared
And I always knew
That forever you cared

In time you grew weaker
And I cared for you
I promised I would be there
When the moments became few

I did it for love
Is all that I can say
Your life has gone
Death has taken you away

I will carry your memory
Right here in my heart
Until the time comes
That I too must part

My Poetry home page is at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.

This poem is on my page about bereavement at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/bereavementpoems.htm.

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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Are You?

Is that how it happens

Your heart misses a beat

You think you're in love

The feeling's such a treat


You're feeling all dreamy

Did someone call your name?

If it has happened

Life will never be the same


You think about them constantly

Your stomach's in a knot

Wondering if you love them

You care an awful lot


But how will you know

When the love bug hits thee

You've been spotted by cupid

And the arrows flow free


Are you in love?

Is that what it is

Your heart is pounding

Or perhaps it is his


Yes, now you're sure

It fits like a glove

What you must be feeling

Is that you're in love

Elderly Couple in Love

This poem is also on the Teeny Poet site at http://teenypoet.googlepages.com/areyou..

My Home page is at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.

Romantic Poems are at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/romancepoems.htm.

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Sunday, March 23, 2008

His Life

He was born at 3.30 in the morning
A difficult birth, must be said.
The labour lasted just short of two days
So, he is hungry, and demands to be fed.
Several years have now passed
And he is 5 years old.
His first day at school, it is looming
He's excited, he's brave and he's bold.
And now he is heading to college
He wants to get himself a degree.
And then he'll join the RAF
What an adventure that will be.
He's fighting for his country
Who have got tangled up in a war.
The casualties, they are heavy
He's losing comrades he has known from afar.
His plane is shot down and he's wounded
He awakes in a military bed.
No more flying for him, he's told
He'll have to have a desk job instead.
But that's not for him - not why he joined up
A pilot was all he'd ever be.
He's fighting again now, a personal battle
To get back in a fighter jet, soaring and free.
His persistence, it works, and he's got what he wanted
And a long, worthy career he does have.
He's retiring now to live in the countryside
Enjoying what his comrades died to save.
It's just passed his 85th birthday
And he is so tired right now.
His life's had its ups and down - he'd agree
But, he's got this far into it, somehow.
They said that he died whilst he was asleep
So peaceful, just as he had yearned.
They buried him alongside his Mum
And he was wearing the medals he'd earned.

His Life image of war veteran


This poem is also on the Teeny Poet site at http://teenypoet.googlepages.com/hislife

My Poetry Home Page is at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.

Historical Poems are at - http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/historicalpoems.htm.

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

Rain

Running its race

I watch the rain

Trickling down

My windowpane.


Joining its friends

They form a line

Increasing the chances

Of bettering its time.


Pitter and patter

The hypnotic sound

As it travels the window

On its’ way to the ground.


Dripping and splashing

Collecting together

How interesting it can be

Watching the weather.


Rushing in streams

They group to a huddle

Wanting to be next

To land in the puddle.


That is where

Their race it does end

Accomplishing dreams

And meeting a friend.



Rain


My Poetry Home page is at http://www.johalepoetry.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/.

Nature Poems - Nature.

Seasons Poems - Seasons.


This poem is also on the Teeny Poet site at http://teenypoet.googlepages.com/rain

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