food4thought blazes quite a trail with blogs that keep us up on the Supercross, thoughts that sometimes rhyme, a soap box full we miss at our loss and warped thoughts we laugh at all the time! food4thought doesn’t disappoint by softening hard thoughts for adults; and as we contemplate his capacity... Sign in to see full entry.
I dedicate the following re-post to a blogger who recently made me think. Words said aloud, come alive: On a mission proud, like May bees from a hive: Their buzz moves with purpose. With give and take rhythms of regular pace, spoken words flow with a natural grace. Sometimes, with the shimmering... Sign in to see full entry.
Cantey gives God glory In all he says and all he prays O may his acts match with his words Then he will remain true always! I appreciate his love, The way he interceded, I know our saviour lives, For our sins His wounds bled. Cantey’s words are a challenge; He pulls no punches; He makes... Sign in to see full entry.
A paltry petition to pacify Sadness, whose sorrow soon sated with tears was met with a trial to ratify Madness, whose morals perpetuate fears. Deeds done in secret in public disclosed were best left to right-minded tribunals. Rash-spoken words in rhetoric enclosed were best left scrawled up above... Sign in to see full entry.
A bit of a rebel, a bit of a dawg Lost in my thoughts most all of the time, I like to write poetry; I love to blog; I am often caught up in reveries sublime. Ebdawg is my nickname. Do you know who’s to blame? A girl who teased me About my rapping fame. She said, “Your rhythm is esoteric. You gotta... Sign in to see full entry.
Monumental is his plume de la nom, Vast as a desert in Africa old, As peaceful as a world-yielding “shalom,” As gallant as knights in armor of gold! He works as an artist struggling in vain To emerge, famous, celebrated, rare, Awarded, sought after, not one to disdain, Articulate, suave, full of... Sign in to see full entry.
Sassyass, hmmmm… could her name be a clue To the brassy-hearted woman who was born in 64! Just a few days before Halloween, that’s really true; Her BLOGs are all ON WRITING, but reading them’s no chore, Because she has a highly critical eye And she keeps her reader’s interest in what she says, By... Sign in to see full entry.
Love the puns too! You trickster, dear Dew! But you do “lesson” the impact of my art: Because I, too, learn from you! Thanks for the elegy. Dewdrop, Keep on writing, and don’t stop You're as rare as a circle in a crop! Made by some unusual force As racy as a hound or a horse. But lest this poem... Sign in to see full entry.
Runs-at-dawn Is many things, She is not a yawn!! Her BLOG style rings With authenticity Stings with alacrity And brings harmony!! Runs-at-dawn Has yet to experience The finer points Of sex. But what she has Is a wide audience And a fine command Of lex!!! Sign in to see full entry.
Ariala – if she were just a feller! What I’d love to tell her; I’d whisper somthings in her ear I’d pull her closely to my breast But wait—her husband might be near; I’ll tell him it was just a test To see how loyal and very true His heart is to this BLOGGING crew For single-handedly she is such a... Sign in to see full entry.