English 311 -- Poetry
Heaven’s Treasure
The Almighty God created the heavens and the earth,
The sun, the moon, the rivers and the trees;
God created every bird, fish and animal including Man.
God created the entire universe and everything therein.
And it was good.
It was very good.
The Kingdom of Heaven
is like a hope chest lovingly made;
it stores up everything you believe in;
holds on to all of your finest treasures:
The best of everything.
The very best of everything.
Who could want for more? What faith?
What hope? What love? Would not be found therein?
What earth? What tree? What Man was born
that could not be found in Almighty God’s Good Heaven?
Will you be there?
Will you be there for sure?
Beach Baby
Blue
Blues Blue
Burgundy
Baroque Blue
Black
Bad Black Blues
Bisque Baritone Black
Baby Blues
Barnacle Black
Beef Blood Burgundy
Beer Broth Brown
Blended Brown Beer
Bare Baby’s Brown Butt
Beach Baby, Beach Baby,
bring me a beer.
By the bay I bid bye-bye to the boundless beauty of the colors that B.
Now browsing bifocally and brunching abstemiously
I betroth myself to the barnacle beach beside me.
My baby’s bare butt is burned brown by the blazing beach sun.
My Honey Bear’s bum is burned brown too, as is my own bare butt.
We’ve been barbequing Big Beefy beef-burgers boldly nearby Bethany Beach;
but the bituminous briquettes have all burned out;
and the beef burgers are brazenly bequeathed a taboo bloody bovine raw;
the burgundy beef blood bruises between baked buns of bean bread.
I belch down barrels of brothy brown beer to blend out the bloody beef.
My bare breasted Honey Bear briskly brings a bottled brown beer,
as I abruptly burry the baroque umbrella beneath the beach’s berm,
blocking the burning sun from my bare bottomed baby’s beach blanket.
The baby’s burnt bottom brings a bath of bitter tears to my blurry blue eyes,
and I become bothered and bleakly blue for the better part of brunch.
It was a bad break of brothel blarney on an otherwise blessed birthday;
but the best brown brothy beer brewed beneath the basement bar
became broken boasts of bellowing beer barrels burnt into oblivion.
Beer-bellied and basted, I drift back to the baritone berth of the colors that B.
E85 – Jumping Flash Back! It’s A Gas, Gas, Gas!
1960/0.31 –
“I like Ike” is president; he’s the big bald-headed dollar coin to collect; ‘Tricky Dick’ Nixon is VP; The Federal Debt (FD) is 290.5B$; inflation (IN) 1.4%; unemployment (UN) 5.5%; life expectancy (LE) is 69.7 years; a house costs 16.5k$; a first-class stamp 4¢; milk 49¢/gal. The Dow-Jones average (Dow) hits 685. Republicans; hippies, yippee!; flowers, free love; and peace.
Live and let live. All is well. All is well.
1961/0.31 –
Democrats win the White House: JFK and LBJ; Camelot and the good life; the Dow hits 734.
1962/0.31 –
FD is 302.9B$; Cuban Missile Crisis; WMDs found in Cuba; 18.2k$ is the cost to dwell.
1963/0.30 –
Nov. 22, the day the world stood still. President John Kennedy is shot! I was in the fifth grade. “12:30 PM in Dallas” our driver said, as we were bussed home to our intergraded Catholic school. The US population (Pop) is 189.2M; milk 49¢/gal; stamps increase a penny to 5¢; the Dow climbs to 767.
1964/0.30 –
LBJ is a president with no VP; Civil Rights Act enacted; don’t cry, but milk spills to 95¢/gal.
1965/0.31 –
LBJ wins with VP HHH; US troops in Vietnam top 200k; and the Dow soars to 969.
1968/0.34 –
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. martyred; Sen. Robert Kennedy, assassinated; 537.4k troops deployed in Vietnam; 300 villagers massacred in My Lai, South Vietnam; all is not well with the world. US Pop 200.7M; Medium Household Income (MHI) is 7.7k$; continuing to climb is milk at $1.07/gal.
1969/0.35 –
Nixon/ Agnew win DC; 200k protest war in DC; UN is 3.6%; Inflation climbs to 5.7%.
1970/0.36 – 4 dead in Ohio, Kent State; Dow down to 842; houses 26.6k$; stamps 6¢; and milk $1.15/gal.
1972/0.36 –
‘Tricky Dick’s’ goons break into Watergate; B-52s bomb Hanoi; troop deployment reduced to 35.3k; No. 55 drawn in draft lottery; bend over, spread the cheeks, and I’m classified 1-A, but
“Hell No, I’m a C.O.”; FD 435.9B$; houses cost 30.5k$; MHI 9.7k$; Dow tops 1000 mark; Inflation down to 4.3%.
1973/0.39 –
Nixon/Agnew re-up; Draft ended; I was not called; “Thank You, Jesus!” Houses cost 35.5k$.
1974/ 0.53 –
Agnew charged w/ racketeering, resigns; Gerry Ford promoted; Inflation skyrockets, 13.9%.
1975/0.57 –
Facing impeachment, Nixon resigns; “I am not a crook!” G. Ford promoted again, now president; wealthy Nelson Rockefeller promoted to VP; IN hits 14.1%; US troop casualties calculated at 58,200; FD 541.9B$; MHI 11.8k$; Dow down to 860; milk $1.57/gal; and a new house will cost 42.6k$.
1977/0.62 –
Democrats Jimmy Carter/ Walter Mondale take office; UN 7.7%; Federal Debt is 706.4B$.
1980/1.25 –
Tehran Hostage Crisis and “…lust in my heart” cost Jimmy Carter
re-election; houses cost 86.4k$.
1981/1.38 –
Ronny Reagan/George Bush return Republicans to power; Hostages released on Inauguration Day after 444 days in captivity; Recession has economy in full downturn, but Dow toys with 1000; Reaganomics gains bipartisan support; IN 10.2%; UN 7.1%; milk $2.22/gal; houses 83k$; FD is 994.8B$.
1985/1.20 –
Reagan/Bush re-elected; UN drops to 7.5%; FD 1.8 Trillion$; Medium Household Income 3.6k$.
1989/1.12 –
Bush/ Quayle take over in DC; Dow 2791; houses cost 148.8k$; IN 4.6%; FD climbs to 2.87T$.
1993/1.11 –
Clinton/Gore win presidential race focused on “It’s the economy, stupid.” By the end of his first term ‘Slick Willie’ would be taunted with “It’s an affair, stupid.” FD 4.35T$; Dow 3799;
IN 2.9%; UN 7.5%; US Pop 257.7M; LE 75.5 yrs; 1st Class stamp 29¢; milk $2.86; Dotcoms drive MHI to 31.2k$.
1997/1.33 –
Clinton/Gore charge onward despite Lewinsky Scandal; Dow 8250; house to dwell, 176.2k$.
1998/1.17 – Clinton testifies to Grand Jury admitting inappropriate relationship; Dow 9374; MHI 38.6k$.
2001/1.64 –
G. W. Bush/Dick Cheney barely enter White House amid ‘hanging chad’ debate. Terrorist attacks on 9/11 define presidency and the affairs of every corner of the globe. Life as we knew it ended this day. US led Coalition Forces invade Iraq in 2002 and arrest Saddam Hussein in 2003. Bin Laden disappears. Oil markets go crazy. Despite low approval ratings and rising casualties in Iraq, Bush/Cheney undisputedly re-elected. Gas prices go wild, climbing to 3.13/gal in 2005. All is not well. All is not at all well!
2006/2.95 –
Gasohol looks like our best hope;
E85 is 85% alcohol from corn, 15% gasoline from oil.
2006/6.66 –
6/6/06 is an ominous sign. If a gas station sign shows this price for gas today, it will probably be the final omen, an apocalyptic code. Farmers need to grow corn for E85, but the farms are being bulldozed for houses. A beast, al-Zarqawi, was killed this week, but all is not well with the world. Running dry is the oil’s well.
Price data gleaned from www.1960FlashBack.com, www.1970FlashBack.com, www.1980FlashBack.com,
www.1990FlashBack.com, www.wikipedia.com, and Other online sources.
My Baby
Bah, bah, bah.
La, la, la.
Ha, ha, ha.
A, B, C.
1, 2, 3.
My baby.
First, he talks.
Then, he walks.
Now he’s
gone.
Love Me True
“Love me tender, love me true,”*
Sweet, sweet words sung by the King.
Are you the King of the Jew?**
Who would love thee if they knew?
These words were written for Bing:
“Love me tender, love me true.”
They all went out to see you;
Even more, to hear you sing.
“Love me tender, love me true.”
Take care lest anyone sue,
Accused by a false love’s fling;
Are you the King of the Jew?
Meditate beyond the pew,
By what spirit flies this wing?
Are you the King of the Jew?
Now you know, so say “I do,”
And seal the vow with a ring.
“Love me tender, love me true.”
You are the King of the Jew!
*Elvis
**Matthew 27:11
Hey, Big Spender
Spend a nickel, spend a dime,
hey, big spender, spend a little time with me.
At age seven, Teddy knew how to spend a dime,
but he had no clue how to spend some time.
DO YOUR HOMEWORK! I would have to shout,
until one day he cried: I have to go outside to do it.
Then go outside, I said, but you better get it done.
So out the door he went, with his homework in his hand.
Within five or six minutes, I checked on my child,
and was aghast to see Teddy staggering, nearly in circles;
around and around he went, hands bent outward in fear;
I had no clue what homework could be in circles.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I shout, COME INSIDE!
I’m doing my homework he cried, with tears in his eyes.
YOU’RE NOT, I yell: What kind of homework is that?
I have to spin for ten minutes outside, listening to what I can hear.
THAT CAN’T BE RIGHT!? Let me see the assignment!
And it hit me like a ton of bricks – I was so sorry I yelled.
Then I whispered the words that I read through my tears:
Spend ten minutes outside, noting all the sounds that you hear.
Teddy could spend a nickel, or spend a dime,
but he had no clue how to spend some time;
so he spun me a tale, and he taught me a lesson:
Spend more time with my child, and go easier on him.
Such Love Hath No Rhyme
My kids will likely be the death of me,
But until then, they are my very life.
For a long time ago, I lost my wife
To a secret lover I did not see;
Nothing about him was better than me.
Good times and love making seemed to be rife.
We were married many years, and with no strife;
Then one day, without warning, did she flee.
The children were crushed and of course, so was I;
No one could say it’ll get better in time.
The children and I would just cry, and cry;
We all felt hopeless, as if we would die.
What my wife did is not short of a crime;
To murder our love, such love hath no rhyme.
All Poetry --
© 2006 TedtheRabbi
www.CyberChurchCafe.org
www.TedtheRabbi1000.blogspot.com
All Rights Reserved
The Almighty God created the heavens and the earth,
The sun, the moon, the rivers and the trees;
God created every bird, fish and animal including Man.
God created the entire universe and everything therein.
And it was good.
It was very good.
The Kingdom of Heaven
is like a hope chest lovingly made;
it stores up everything you believe in;
holds on to all of your finest treasures:
The best of everything.
The very best of everything.
Who could want for more? What faith?
What hope? What love? Would not be found therein?
What earth? What tree? What Man was born
that could not be found in Almighty God’s Good Heaven?
Will you be there?
Will you be there for sure?
Beach Baby
Blue
Blues Blue
Burgundy
Baroque Blue
Black
Bad Black Blues
Bisque Baritone Black
Baby Blues
Barnacle Black
Beef Blood Burgundy
Beer Broth Brown
Blended Brown Beer
Bare Baby’s Brown Butt
Beach Baby, Beach Baby,
bring me a beer.
By the bay I bid bye-bye to the boundless beauty of the colors that B.
Now browsing bifocally and brunching abstemiously
I betroth myself to the barnacle beach beside me.
My baby’s bare butt is burned brown by the blazing beach sun.
My Honey Bear’s bum is burned brown too, as is my own bare butt.
We’ve been barbequing Big Beefy beef-burgers boldly nearby Bethany Beach;
but the bituminous briquettes have all burned out;
and the beef burgers are brazenly bequeathed a taboo bloody bovine raw;
the burgundy beef blood bruises between baked buns of bean bread.
I belch down barrels of brothy brown beer to blend out the bloody beef.
My bare breasted Honey Bear briskly brings a bottled brown beer,
as I abruptly burry the baroque umbrella beneath the beach’s berm,
blocking the burning sun from my bare bottomed baby’s beach blanket.
The baby’s burnt bottom brings a bath of bitter tears to my blurry blue eyes,
and I become bothered and bleakly blue for the better part of brunch.
It was a bad break of brothel blarney on an otherwise blessed birthday;
but the best brown brothy beer brewed beneath the basement bar
became broken boasts of bellowing beer barrels burnt into oblivion.
Beer-bellied and basted, I drift back to the baritone berth of the colors that B.
E85 – Jumping Flash Back! It’s A Gas, Gas, Gas!
1960/0.31 –
“I like Ike” is president; he’s the big bald-headed dollar coin to collect; ‘Tricky Dick’ Nixon is VP; The Federal Debt (FD) is 290.5B$; inflation (IN) 1.4%; unemployment (UN) 5.5%; life expectancy (LE) is 69.7 years; a house costs 16.5k$; a first-class stamp 4¢; milk 49¢/gal. The Dow-Jones average (Dow) hits 685. Republicans; hippies, yippee!; flowers, free love; and peace.
Live and let live. All is well. All is well.
1961/0.31 –
Democrats win the White House: JFK and LBJ; Camelot and the good life; the Dow hits 734.
1962/0.31 –
FD is 302.9B$; Cuban Missile Crisis; WMDs found in Cuba; 18.2k$ is the cost to dwell.
1963/0.30 –
Nov. 22, the day the world stood still. President John Kennedy is shot! I was in the fifth grade. “12:30 PM in Dallas” our driver said, as we were bussed home to our intergraded Catholic school. The US population (Pop) is 189.2M; milk 49¢/gal; stamps increase a penny to 5¢; the Dow climbs to 767.
1964/0.30 –
LBJ is a president with no VP; Civil Rights Act enacted; don’t cry, but milk spills to 95¢/gal.
1965/0.31 –
LBJ wins with VP HHH; US troops in Vietnam top 200k; and the Dow soars to 969.
1968/0.34 –
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. martyred; Sen. Robert Kennedy, assassinated; 537.4k troops deployed in Vietnam; 300 villagers massacred in My Lai, South Vietnam; all is not well with the world. US Pop 200.7M; Medium Household Income (MHI) is 7.7k$; continuing to climb is milk at $1.07/gal.
1969/0.35 –
Nixon/ Agnew win DC; 200k protest war in DC; UN is 3.6%; Inflation climbs to 5.7%.
1970/0.36 – 4 dead in Ohio, Kent State; Dow down to 842; houses 26.6k$; stamps 6¢; and milk $1.15/gal.
1972/0.36 –
‘Tricky Dick’s’ goons break into Watergate; B-52s bomb Hanoi; troop deployment reduced to 35.3k; No. 55 drawn in draft lottery; bend over, spread the cheeks, and I’m classified 1-A, but
“Hell No, I’m a C.O.”; FD 435.9B$; houses cost 30.5k$; MHI 9.7k$; Dow tops 1000 mark; Inflation down to 4.3%.
1973/0.39 –
Nixon/Agnew re-up; Draft ended; I was not called; “Thank You, Jesus!” Houses cost 35.5k$.
1974/ 0.53 –
Agnew charged w/ racketeering, resigns; Gerry Ford promoted; Inflation skyrockets, 13.9%.
1975/0.57 –
Facing impeachment, Nixon resigns; “I am not a crook!” G. Ford promoted again, now president; wealthy Nelson Rockefeller promoted to VP; IN hits 14.1%; US troop casualties calculated at 58,200; FD 541.9B$; MHI 11.8k$; Dow down to 860; milk $1.57/gal; and a new house will cost 42.6k$.
1977/0.62 –
Democrats Jimmy Carter/ Walter Mondale take office; UN 7.7%; Federal Debt is 706.4B$.
1980/1.25 –
Tehran Hostage Crisis and “…lust in my heart” cost Jimmy Carter
re-election; houses cost 86.4k$.
1981/1.38 –
Ronny Reagan/George Bush return Republicans to power; Hostages released on Inauguration Day after 444 days in captivity; Recession has economy in full downturn, but Dow toys with 1000; Reaganomics gains bipartisan support; IN 10.2%; UN 7.1%; milk $2.22/gal; houses 83k$; FD is 994.8B$.
1985/1.20 –
Reagan/Bush re-elected; UN drops to 7.5%; FD 1.8 Trillion$; Medium Household Income 3.6k$.
1989/1.12 –
Bush/ Quayle take over in DC; Dow 2791; houses cost 148.8k$; IN 4.6%; FD climbs to 2.87T$.
1993/1.11 –
Clinton/Gore win presidential race focused on “It’s the economy, stupid.” By the end of his first term ‘Slick Willie’ would be taunted with “It’s an affair, stupid.” FD 4.35T$; Dow 3799;
IN 2.9%; UN 7.5%; US Pop 257.7M; LE 75.5 yrs; 1st Class stamp 29¢; milk $2.86; Dotcoms drive MHI to 31.2k$.
1997/1.33 –
Clinton/Gore charge onward despite Lewinsky Scandal; Dow 8250; house to dwell, 176.2k$.
1998/1.17 – Clinton testifies to Grand Jury admitting inappropriate relationship; Dow 9374; MHI 38.6k$.
2001/1.64 –
G. W. Bush/Dick Cheney barely enter White House amid ‘hanging chad’ debate. Terrorist attacks on 9/11 define presidency and the affairs of every corner of the globe. Life as we knew it ended this day. US led Coalition Forces invade Iraq in 2002 and arrest Saddam Hussein in 2003. Bin Laden disappears. Oil markets go crazy. Despite low approval ratings and rising casualties in Iraq, Bush/Cheney undisputedly re-elected. Gas prices go wild, climbing to 3.13/gal in 2005. All is not well. All is not at all well!
2006/2.95 –
Gasohol looks like our best hope;
E85 is 85% alcohol from corn, 15% gasoline from oil.
2006/6.66 –
6/6/06 is an ominous sign. If a gas station sign shows this price for gas today, it will probably be the final omen, an apocalyptic code. Farmers need to grow corn for E85, but the farms are being bulldozed for houses. A beast, al-Zarqawi, was killed this week, but all is not well with the world. Running dry is the oil’s well.
Price data gleaned from www.1960FlashBack.com, www.1970FlashBack.com, www.1980FlashBack.com,
www.1990FlashBack.com, www.wikipedia.com, and Other online sources.
My Baby
Bah, bah, bah.
La, la, la.
Ha, ha, ha.
A, B, C.
1, 2, 3.
My baby.
First, he talks.
Then, he walks.
Now he’s
gone.
Love Me True
“Love me tender, love me true,”*
Sweet, sweet words sung by the King.
Are you the King of the Jew?**
Who would love thee if they knew?
These words were written for Bing:
“Love me tender, love me true.”
They all went out to see you;
Even more, to hear you sing.
“Love me tender, love me true.”
Take care lest anyone sue,
Accused by a false love’s fling;
Are you the King of the Jew?
Meditate beyond the pew,
By what spirit flies this wing?
Are you the King of the Jew?
Now you know, so say “I do,”
And seal the vow with a ring.
“Love me tender, love me true.”
You are the King of the Jew!
*Elvis
**Matthew 27:11
Hey, Big Spender
Spend a nickel, spend a dime,
hey, big spender, spend a little time with me.
At age seven, Teddy knew how to spend a dime,
but he had no clue how to spend some time.
DO YOUR HOMEWORK! I would have to shout,
until one day he cried: I have to go outside to do it.
Then go outside, I said, but you better get it done.
So out the door he went, with his homework in his hand.
Within five or six minutes, I checked on my child,
and was aghast to see Teddy staggering, nearly in circles;
around and around he went, hands bent outward in fear;
I had no clue what homework could be in circles.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I shout, COME INSIDE!
I’m doing my homework he cried, with tears in his eyes.
YOU’RE NOT, I yell: What kind of homework is that?
I have to spin for ten minutes outside, listening to what I can hear.
THAT CAN’T BE RIGHT!? Let me see the assignment!
And it hit me like a ton of bricks – I was so sorry I yelled.
Then I whispered the words that I read through my tears:
Spend ten minutes outside, noting all the sounds that you hear.
Teddy could spend a nickel, or spend a dime,
but he had no clue how to spend some time;
so he spun me a tale, and he taught me a lesson:
Spend more time with my child, and go easier on him.
Such Love Hath No Rhyme
My kids will likely be the death of me,
But until then, they are my very life.
For a long time ago, I lost my wife
To a secret lover I did not see;
Nothing about him was better than me.
Good times and love making seemed to be rife.
We were married many years, and with no strife;
Then one day, without warning, did she flee.
The children were crushed and of course, so was I;
No one could say it’ll get better in time.
The children and I would just cry, and cry;
We all felt hopeless, as if we would die.
What my wife did is not short of a crime;
To murder our love, such love hath no rhyme.
All Poetry --
© 2006 TedtheRabbi
www.CyberChurchCafe.org
www.TedtheRabbi1000.blogspot.com
All Rights Reserved
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