Submissions by jmcchesnie (Joylyn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet, nature lover and artist. I mainly write in rhyme.
Dipped Nuts
"Have you ever dipped your nuts in honey?"
I asked him ever so curiously.
He looked at me and grinned,
then he said, "Hmm, well maybe."
"Why do you ask." he inquired with a smile.
"Is it something you'd like to try?"
"It sounds quite pleasurable,
I'm all for doing it sometime."
"Oh, it so definitely is." I slyly replied.
"I dip a couple every morning,
walnuts that is, in my neighbors honey
so damn delicious it really is."
I asked him ever so curiously.
He looked at me and grinned,
then he said, "Hmm, well maybe."
"Why do you ask." he inquired with a smile.
"Is it something you'd like to try?"
"It sounds quite pleasurable,
I'm all for doing it sometime."
"Oh, it so definitely is." I slyly replied.
"I dip a couple every morning,
walnuts that is, in my neighbors honey
so damn delicious it really is."
#food
#dialogue
#WritingPoetry
#sensual
#temptation
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Span of Time
My attention span it fades
these places I keep seeking
cannot hold my curiosity
my observation zero.
So I remain in the distance
looking far beyond
passing through the darkness
waiting for light to come.
Wishing for what never was
and what may never ever be
waiting for this poetry thing
to unravel and abandon me.
For something new, as I always do
this path of time is my only tell
as I'm left to wander aimlessly
looking for somewhere else to dwell.
these places I keep seeking
cannot hold my curiosity
my observation zero.
So I remain in the distance
looking far beyond
passing through the darkness
waiting for light to come.
Wishing for what never was
and what may never ever be
waiting for this poetry thing
to unravel and abandon me.
For something new, as I always do
this path of time is my only tell
as I'm left to wander aimlessly
looking for somewhere else to dwell.
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
107 reads
4 Comments
Dirty Boots
I sell used boots
old worn out and dirty boots
needing some repairs
with scratches, scrapes and scuffs
resoling, sometimes that’s a must!
Others might be fine to wear
I might get twenty
or maybe even thirty for a pair
maybe I'll get nothing
I really do not care.
It's just something to do
when I have some time to spare
selling old worn out boots
they are so very, very dirty
and I don't really care.
old worn out and dirty boots
needing some repairs
with scratches, scrapes and scuffs
resoling, sometimes that’s a must!
Others might be fine to wear
I might get twenty
or maybe even thirty for a pair
maybe I'll get nothing
I really do not care.
It's just something to do
when I have some time to spare
selling old worn out boots
they are so very, very dirty
and I don't really care.
#WritingPoetry
#job
91 reads
2 Comments
Camel for Sale
A peculiar-looking camel
colorful beyond compare
sewn together with bits of fabric
exhibiting exotic flair.
Handmade by these two hands
an artful piece of work
decor for year around or holidays
whichever season works.
He's a camel like no other
with messy, light blue hair
so easy to care for
quite quirky and so rare!
Buy it for someone special
or keep it for yourself
put it in the Christmas manger
or set it alongside that mischievous little elf.
colorful beyond compare
sewn together with bits of fabric
exhibiting exotic flair.
Handmade by these two hands
an artful piece of work
decor for year around or holidays
whichever season works.
He's a camel like no other
with messy, light blue hair
so easy to care for
quite quirky and so rare!
Buy it for someone special
or keep it for yourself
put it in the Christmas manger
or set it alongside that mischievous little elf.
#animals
#holiday
#WritingPoetry #art
#WritingPoetry #art
108 reads
6 Comments
I am the Rose
My body is filled with roses
cut me and you will see
touch a drop of my blood
the color of red roses it will be.
For each drop that you touch
a rose will form in your hand
rose petals as red as blood
for a red rose is what I am.
cut me and you will see
touch a drop of my blood
the color of red roses it will be.
For each drop that you touch
a rose will form in your hand
rose petals as red as blood
for a red rose is what I am.
#dark
#flowers
#rose #WritingPoetry
#rose #WritingPoetry
199 reads
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Ebay
If you want to sell
your dirty old boots online
clean them up a bit
don't leave them for me to shine.
It's hard to make a buck
when I must do all the work
spit and polishing your old boots
drives me utterly berserk.
But then they’ll quickly sell
as they always do
and I’ll be happy as hell
to make a dime or two.
your dirty old boots online
clean them up a bit
don't leave them for me to shine.
It's hard to make a buck
when I must do all the work
spit and polishing your old boots
drives me utterly berserk.
But then they’ll quickly sell
as they always do
and I’ll be happy as hell
to make a dime or two.
#money
#WritingPoetry
#job
106 reads
4 Comments
The Boss's Holiday Party
What a great party! It’s never a dud!
The boss wears an ugly sweater, he's such a young stud!
His wife is our hostess adorable and sweet.
She fills the house with lots of wine and goodies to eat.
Soon it will be time for the Christmas gift exchange,
better play by their rules or you'll be out on the range.
All of the employees will be there too.
Watch out! They just might try to steal a gift from you!
A crackling fireplace on the big screen tv,
this party had it all that’s how the holidays should be.
Friends, fun and laughter, we...
The boss wears an ugly sweater, he's such a young stud!
His wife is our hostess adorable and sweet.
She fills the house with lots of wine and goodies to eat.
Soon it will be time for the Christmas gift exchange,
better play by their rules or you'll be out on the range.
All of the employees will be there too.
Watch out! They just might try to steal a gift from you!
A crackling fireplace on the big screen tv,
this party had it all that’s how the holidays should be.
Friends, fun and laughter, we...
#holiday
#alcohol
#food
#funny
#WritingPoetry
128 reads
4 Comments
One With Nature
When I die, I've told my family to
cremate me, spread my ashes all around
let me become a part of the dirt
the grass
the trees
the mountains
the wildflowers
and every little leaf
everything that is a part of nature's beauty
that is what I want to be.
cremate me, spread my ashes all around
let me become a part of the dirt
the grass
the trees
the mountains
the wildflowers
and every little leaf
everything that is a part of nature's beauty
that is what I want to be.
#death
#trees
#flowers
#nature
#WritingPoetry
117 reads
10 Comments
Arizona Highway
I stopped along the roadside
the saguaro cactus caught my eye
caps of snow lying upon
their prickly heads held high.
Never shivering in
their skins of green
as they stood there proudly by
in the Arizona desert
against the pale blue southwest sky.
the saguaro cactus caught my eye
caps of snow lying upon
their prickly heads held high.
Never shivering in
their skins of green
as they stood there proudly by
in the Arizona desert
against the pale blue southwest sky.
#winter
#snow
#WritingPoetry
#travel
#desert
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Christmas Tradition
Last year I made the mistake of saying,
"Let’s make Christmas a little more fun,”
“And buy all our gifts from an auction."
Oh, how I wish those words could be undone.
Our son thought that was a great idea,
and he started some online bidding,
on many lots of miscellaneous junk,
sadly, he was winning.
For his dad it was a bin of well-used tools,
which made him very pleased,
Dad said, “Thanks so very much son!”
“I can definitely use all of these.”
My son then handed me a gift.
Oh, I wonder what it could...
"Let’s make Christmas a little more fun,”
“And buy all our gifts from an auction."
Oh, how I wish those words could be undone.
Our son thought that was a great idea,
and he started some online bidding,
on many lots of miscellaneous junk,
sadly, he was winning.
For his dad it was a bin of well-used tools,
which made him very pleased,
Dad said, “Thanks so very much son!”
“I can definitely use all of these.”
My son then handed me a gift.
Oh, I wonder what it could...
#family
#Christmas
#holiday
#ShortStory
#WritingPoetry
154 reads
6 Comments
Thanksgiving Time is Here
It’s such a special time of year,
good food, family, fun and laughter,
tables decorated in Thanksgiving cheer,
with a feast so lovingly prepared,
of turkey, ham and sweet potatoes,
mashed potatoes and gravy too.
Don’t forget the dinner rolls and cranberry sauce,
stuffing and green bean casserole.
Woohoo!
And then if you’re still hungry,
there are many delicious desserts to try,
apple, peach and pumpkin pies,
cake, cookies and whoopie pies,
just to name a few.
All to be shared,
with friends and family
as we laugh,...
good food, family, fun and laughter,
tables decorated in Thanksgiving cheer,
with a feast so lovingly prepared,
of turkey, ham and sweet potatoes,
mashed potatoes and gravy too.
Don’t forget the dinner rolls and cranberry sauce,
stuffing and green bean casserole.
Woohoo!
And then if you’re still hungry,
there are many delicious desserts to try,
apple, peach and pumpkin pies,
cake, cookies and whoopie pies,
just to name a few.
All to be shared,
with friends and family
as we laugh,...
#family
#holiday
#food
#memories
#WritingPoetry
141 reads
8 Comments
Nature Sings
Red roses of trellis and nightingales
mellow in yellow as they sing pretty songs
softly performing during mid mourning flings
as far off bells ring ding-a-ling-ling
echoing over mountains of emerald green
through vast skies a melody as if in a sweet dream
while butterflies flutter their beautiful wings
and bees buzz around large meadows of wild thistle weed
the hummingbirds fly high towards the heavens humming along
red roses of trellis and nightingales in yellow sing pretty songs.
mellow in yellow as they sing pretty songs
softly performing during mid mourning flings
as far off bells ring ding-a-ling-ling
echoing over mountains of emerald green
through vast skies a melody as if in a sweet dream
while butterflies flutter their beautiful wings
and bees buzz around large meadows of wild thistle weed
the hummingbirds fly high towards the heavens humming along
red roses of trellis and nightingales in yellow sing pretty songs.
#rose
#birds
#nature
#music
#WritingPoetry
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