Bud's Poetry By Category: Entertainment

Entertainment

Entertainment comes in many different ways. It's all about what you enjoy. It can TV shows you like, music you like, things you like to do. Games, etc.

This chapter is all about entertainment. Maybe there are some books you enjoy reading, or some author you really like. A singer you like, a group you liked, so many things. Working on a Jigsaw puzzle,

These poems are all about entertainment.

1950 (2024)

A Song (2010)

An Instrumental Life (2002)

At Every Concert (2024)

Bingo (2017)

Blowing Bubbles (2015)

Boggle Up Your Mind (2003)

Crazy For The Dare (2002)

Cribbage (2019)

Dark Horse In The Sky (2001)

Exploring The Shack (2017)

Exquisite Corpse (2024)

Give Me A Stanza (2004)

Greed (2023)

I Let The Music Take Me (2006)

I Love Music (2003)

I Love Music (2009) different one

I Love Packages (2021)

Jigsaw Puzzle (2018)

Journey In A Song (2019)

Journey Within A Book (2019)

Let Me Dance (2006)

Looking Back To The 70's (2013)

Netflix (2015)

Ode To Superheroes (2003)

Old Dog (2022)

Olivia (2022)

Polish Poker (2019)

Read Her A Book (2015)

Reading To My Baby (2013)

Sing Out A Song (2014)

Solitaire (2003)

Songs In Time (2014)

Spoons (2002)

Terry Brooks, A Master Of Fantasy (2011)

The Doctor (Who) (2004)

The Imaginative Genius Of Terry Goodkind (2014)

The Magical Place (2001)

The Pen Is Mightier (2004)

The U.N.C.L.E. Affair (2024)

Trivial Stuff (2003)

Why Do We Need Music (2006)

With Flute In Hand (2003)

Word Search (2003)

Your Idea Of Fun (2004)

1950

What's in the meaning of a number?

For some, it makes you wonder

People tend to think a number, is very good luck

They'll play the lottery, to try to win a buck

Spiritual people think some numbers, are Angels that are near

While some numbers, have meanings that are unclear

Maybe it's for a very special day

To be remembered, in a certain way

A Birthday, A Marriage, or a day when someone died

A day to be remembered, a day where you had cried

Maybe someone, had a bad year

On this day, it had brought a tear

Nineteen Fifty, might be pretty nice

It's really not a bad score, when rolling the dice

Unless you're superstitious, and then it could just be

That Nineteen Fifty, is your greatest enemy

For me, it doesn't mean a thing

I'll roll the dice, and take what it will bring

What will be, is what it will be

When rolling dice, I have no enemy

I play to have fun, a great night with friends

A night of enjoyment, when the day ends

If my score is Nineteen Fifty, it won't worry me

Playing the game, is using a better strategy

If it comes up, and that is the score

I treat it like any other, I just ignore

If you rolled again, that loss was your chance

To keep what you had, or to do the losers dance

1950 doesn't have any curse to it. It is just a number.

It is not out to make you lose. You are above the number, and can control it.

A Song
© by Bud Lemire on June 19, 2010

There’s a song for any occasion you know
To lift the heart and touch the soul
A song to bring you down memory lane
A meaningful tune that’ll always remain

In your life when music plays a role
You want to dance because it makes you whole
Then truly you know that’s its meant to be
When the music plays and it sets you free

I live with music in every day
It touches me in many a way
I turn on the stereo and play a tune
And I know I’ll be feeling better very soon

It takes me away to another place
Sometimes a memory and a familiar face
There are songs for any feeling you desire
Pick me ups, sad ones, or to start love’s fire

So play a song and dance for awhile
A happy song that’ll make you smile
I’ll smile too and I’ll join in
Because a song is good for everything

A song is a great way to start your day,

help you through your day, and end the day.

I live for music, because it truly helps my soul

on this journey we call life. It eases the soul and touches

deep inside and makes me feel so very good.

Play a song and be happy.

An Instrumental Life

Anyone can have it, An Instrumental Life

Grab a set of drums, and bring along your fife

Or maybe you prefer, to strum on a guitar

To see if it will take you, somewhere very far

Sometimes it's so nice, to glide on the violin

To know the music, and where you should begin

Many start off, with the clarinet

Before they know it, they are all set

Some say that, I am much like a French horn

It's my Quebec blood, where my ancestors were born

I love to float away, on the sound of a flute

It takes me to a peaceful place, with a parachute

You can make someone's day, with music from a cello

Or a warm smile, that silently is a loving hello

A tuba or a bass, may be what you play

To touch the soul, and make someone's day

The keys to a good life, are not seen on a piano

It's what you do, with everything that you know

An Instrumental Life, is when you're in harmony with you

And the music that you share, is what helps you through

At Every Concert

Tall people who stand in front of you, and those dancing drunks

Women who wear strong perfume, and they smell like skunks

People who think, at every concert they must stand

When everyone behind them, is trying to see the band

I think tall people, should sit in the balcony or way in the back

Drunks shouldn't be allowed in, because they always quack

People should be told, not to stand but to sit

Others just can't see, and it isn't worth a spit

We pay, and come to enjoy the band

We can't see anything, when they stand

When they jump up and down

I didn't come to see a clown

Then they spill their beer in the aisle

I look around, and don't see anyone smile

I grab my slingshot, and I'm a good aim

When something bothers me, I play the game

One good shot, and that beer would explode everywhere

The people in the next row, would give me a nasty stare

Nobody actually saw my slingshot, so did they really know

Then I'd laugh inside, I really was here to enjoy the show

Quick! Hide the slingshot, here comes security.

Just a poem at my frustration of inconsiderate people at

a concert. They wear perfume that smells like they took

a bath in. They drink beer they smells awful, and dance

around so nobody can see. I know tall people can't help

their height, but the hosts of the concert should at least

make sure that everyone is seated so others behind can

see. They aren't doing their job.

Bingo

Whether you have O75 or B1

Bingo is a lot of fun

Possibly you'll have an N32

Or an I21 will get you through

You could win on a B11

Or get a Bingo on a G47

Maybe if you get an N33

Cover it up, so no one can see

An I16 is a good one for you

Or you could win on a O62

Maybe you will win on a Postage Stamp

Or maybe your hand will get a cramp

Straight across, diagonally, or straight down

Even if you don't win, no need for a frown

Oh look! You got a G54

You are too close to ignore

The caller calls out a B2

One away from the winner being you

With just one number to go

Someone calls out, BINGO!

I think Bingo is much more fun when you

have something to win. No matter what it is.

A prize of some kind is always worth having

the winning card.

Blowing Bubbles

Blowing bubbles is so much fun

Fun for me and everyone

So many bubbles in the air

They pop or fly as you're aware

I think that we all should have fun

Every day in life, because soon it's done

Take the time to blow a bubble or two

Until your time here is finally through

At any moment your life might stop

Just like a bubble that will pop

So enjoy the time and enjoy some fun

Blow some bubbles until they're done

Watch them go so very high

Or very low as they pass by

How many bubbles can you blow

So many that it is hard to know

I'll blow the bubbles just because

It's much more fun than blowing fuzz

Fun for me and everyone

Blowing bubbles is lots of fun

Every now and then take time to enjoy the

little things in life. Blowing bubbles, or

whatever it is. The little things all add up

to the bigger things, and have more meaning

than you could ever know. Blow a bubble,

watch it pop. Have some fun!

Boggle Up Your Mind

Boggle up the letters, Boggle up your mind

Tell me of the many words, that you will find

Are you looking for them, in each and every row

Maybe you will find some words, that you don't know

Are you finding words, in letters of only three

Why not search for longer ones, and just let those be

I search for longer words, because the value's more

Then I will win that round, when we tally up the score

It is fun to play this game, and the words that others see

Are not always the same, as the ones for me

They had a word written, I didn't know was there

I had gotten part of it, and I sure did stare

Shake up all the letters, so good words can be found

Maybe if I look close by, others will be around

One letter leads to another, and then a word will form

Wow, I'm writing down so many, my hands are feeling warm

Search for all the words, and have yourself some fun

Enjoy this game of word searching, even if you haven't won

So Boggle up the letters, Boggle up your mind

Tell me of the many words, that you will find

For those who don't know. Boggle is a game where you search for words.

Kind of like a word search puzzle.

You shake up the boggle box and the letters fall in place and you look for words. I had a lot of fun playing it with my Mom, Nancy, & John for many years.

Crazy For The Dare

There seems to be a lot of shows, lately on TV

About various people, who’ll do anything for money

Racing around the world, survival, or crammed into a house

Some will test their fear, by having to eat a mouse

So many people in competition, against each other

Never know who will be watching, maybe Big Brother

It’s a race, survival of who will win the test

And come out of the contest, as being the very best

Or is it just crazy, at what these people will try

Some handle the feat well, while others just get by

Besides the money, it’s great to be in the public’s eye

But what I really want to know, is why oh why oh why?

I wouldn’t do these things, no matter how much money they gave

Or have a TV camera follow me around, to see how I’d behave

They wouldn’t catch me eating a spider, no way, no, not me

Or a cockroach and worm casserole, or even a bumblebee

You wouldn’t find me, climbing a wall way up in the air

And never would you catch me, without any underwear

I guess you’ll find people, almost anywhere

Who are up to the challenge, Crazy For The Dare

Cribbage

Playing Cribbage, isn't very hard

It's all about, what you'll do with each card

Will you throw away those, or the other two

What you keep and throw in the crib, is up to you

Fifteens, pairs, and runs, all help to move the peg

It's all about the cards, it's not about your leg

Getting as many points, as you can make

Pegging across the board, with every point you take

It's my Crib now, what will I throw away

Points to keep in my hand, and ones that I can play

I had to break up my hand, what else could I do

Yet, I'm hoping it will work, with the cards I threw

What will the cut be

I hope it will help me

Oh, two points for the Jack, that will work out fine

And it goes great, with this hand of mine

Oh great, my opponent threw away points for me to take

My peg is moving faster, with each point that I make

I'm ahead of her, in fact I might go out

My next hand though, leaves me with some doubt

My opponent passed me by, she's a winner in this game

Having fun in Cribbage, is my only aim

Cribbage is a fun game, that depends upon what cards you get,

what you throw away, the Cut, what your opponent throws away,

and how many points you get from the combination of the above.

Some thinking choices are involved, but it is interesting to see what

shows up, and what it adds up to. It's a game that has been around

a very long time, and is still enjoyed many years later.

Dark Horse In The Sky

He brought the sun, and something in the way she moves us all

And lead us to the Crackerbox Palace, upon the walls so tall

A journey with a dark horse, and This Song playing in your head

He had his mind set on you, with every word that he said

He brought us closer to Heaven, up upon Cloud Nine

And we learned more about him too, with I ME MINE

He gave us love, he gave us peace on Earth

He showed us of the love, and what our Sweet Lord was worth

He always told us, to love one another

To Paul, he was like a baby brother

Back when they were Fab, among the Beatles with his voice

He followed his own path, because that was his choice

He traveled with the Wilburys, with his wonderful guitar sound

With Bob and Roy and Tom and Jeff, he would always be found

He had a sense of humor, a gentle spirit, and he was always kind

And shared so many songs with us, that flowed out of his mind

From the Taxman, to within the Rubber Soul

All the songs he's shared with us, all those years ago

He knew about Life Itself, we thank him for the sun

He knew all about love, Love Comes To Everyone

While Our Guitars Gently Weep, for a man we loved so much

He is never far away, when it's the Inner Light we touch

So, George, up there in Heaven, we thank you for your song

That you shared with all of us, we're so glad you came along

This one is for you George! Thanks for all the music you gave us.

George Harrison, one of The Beatles

Exploring The Shack

It all happened at the Shack

At least it did for Mack

When Missy went missing, it brought him there

And what happened there, is beyond compare

It will turn your thoughts, upside down

Make you think about it, when you go to town

I like it because, who really knows

About the afterlife, and everyone's roles

Too many people are caught in a spell

Thinking too strongly between Heaven and Hell

Not thinking enough, not willing to explore

Like what happened to Mack, when he arrived at the door

A new concept, on everything you knew

Will open your mind, this much is true

As the people across the lands, carry their loads

On the Eve of a new day, they'll arrive at the Cross Roads

I loved how the author explored a new concept to everything.

I loved how he took us to many different places and got us

thinking about things differently. I'm always for an open mind,

because we view things in a routine, but what if it was different.

Exquisite Corpse

There's a drawing game, that we use to play

At the kitchen table, and I have to say

One person would draw the head, and hide it so

The next person drew the body, so it wouldn't show

The next person, draws the legs and the feet

The end result, is hard to be beat

Mom and us kids , would draw with this game

Each time we did it, it was never the same

We never imagined, how it would turn out

The surprise ending, was what it was all about

Fold the paper in three, the long way from bottom to top

Fold it half for four games, and then you can stop

The first person draws the head, the second draws the body part

The third person draws the legs and feet, and it becomes a work of art

Now that you have it, give it a try

Be creative, and then you apply

I know Mom and us kids, had a whole lot of fun

We laughed at the results. When we were all done

Mom and us kids did have a lot of fun playing this.

I never knew what it was called until just before

I wrote this poem. I decided to relive those times,

and share them with you. I'd like to try the game

again.

Give Me A Stanza

Give me a stanza that touches me deep

And I'll print out the poem, so I can keep

Give me some lines, with words that touch

And I'll let you know, I feel it very much

Give me a poem, that makes me smile

And I'll sit nearby, and laugh awhile

Give me a rhyme, that flows very well

That captures the moment, as if under a spell

Give me good structure, and give me good soul

And all the things you want me to know

Give it a breath, and all of your heart

I'll tell you you're witty, and very smart

Give me a stanza, that touches me deep

A wonderful poem, that I'd like to keep

Greed

It takes six dice, to play a game of Greed

You shake them, roll them, see where it will lead

You get fifty, if you roll a five

A one is one hundred, and you must strive

Three fives is five hundred, keep on going

Three dice to go, just keep on throwing

You didn't get anything, you lost it all

You just never know, where the dice will fall

Three ones are one thousand, three dice left to throw

You might get lucky, your points could grow

If you get four of a number, you double the three

Knowing when to stop throwing, is part of the key

If you roll six ones, you get an eight thousand score

You could roll them again, either lose it or get more

It's all about shaking, and taking a chance

Where the dice will stop, at the end of a dance

You can have three pairs, for an eight hundred score

Play on the table, it's no fun playing on the floor

You get twelve hundred, if you have a straight

Having a high score, makes you feel pretty great

You need ten thousand or more, if you're going out

Winning the game, isn't always what this game is about

It's about the enjoyment of, getting together with friends

Makes the day even more special, when the night ends

I love playing Greed with all my friends here at the

Harbor Tower. It's fun to get together and play and

chat awhile, and just have a great time together.

I Let The Music Take Me

I let the music take me

To where I want to be

I never know where I will go

I'm always guided by my soul

The feelings it brings

As my spirit sings

Enlightening a deeper part

That lies beyond the heart

I let the music play

I hear it everyday

Some are new and some I know

They help to make my spirit whole

I listen to the songs

And feel where they belong

They touch me to the core

And then I'll play some more

I let the music through

To do what it will do

The music tends to heal

With every tune I feel

I Love Music

I love music, of a large variety

It means very much, all the world to me

Exploring and enjoying, all that enters my ear

And touches me so deep inside, calming any fear

When it has a good rhythm, and has a good beat

It reaches far inside me, uplifts me to my feet

Some is soft and soothing, relaxes me to a sleep

Many of the songs I love, are ones I like to keep

They come from many countries, all around the globe

And enter through the eardrum, just above the lobe

Music is a blessing, it touches within the soul

Streaming from my stereo, through the speaker's hole

Sometimes I'll turn it up loud, and dance around the room

Wherever there is music, that is where I loom

It picks me up from, wherever I am at

I thank all composers, I take off my hat

Music is in my family, music runs through my veins

On a sunny day, or on a day it rains

It's a fact that I love music, on tape or on CD

Or coming from the radio, it means so much to me

This next poem is not the same as the one you just read. I love Music so much, I had to tell you twice in different ways.

I Love Music
© by Bud Lemire on May 2, 2009

I love music, and it’s music that I play
Helps me through, no matter what the day
And it’s music that I love to explore
It’s what you may hear when you pass my door

Music, gentle and soft as a butterfly in the air
Rock and Roll, that has your feet moving everywhere
Oldies from the past that take you back in time
I have so much music in the library of my mind

What would we do without music, I really dread to think
To us who are human, it’s the Heavenly link
It touches us deeply, right into our soul
I love hearing music wherever I go

It expresses how we feel, with the words we hear
It calms us into peacefulness, when we’re feeling fear
For me it’s like life, I want to explore everything
And feel the feelings, that each song will bring

I surround myself with music, I surround myself with love
While the music plays inside my head, the birds fly up above
I love music, it’s what I’ve always known
I grew up with music, and still love it fully grown
Listen to the music, let it take you where you want it to
I know that is what my music will always do

I love music! Mom sang to us as kids, which started the music inside of us. Grandma played the piano and taught others how to play right here in Escanaba. She played during the silent film days. My sister Jeannie played the piano and guitar, and even had an album out a long time ago. My brother Clyde, played Tuba and Bass for many years. Me, I love music of all kinds, and can not get enough of what I love so very much. I write the poems, which could be put to music. Poems are songs without the music. I love sharing music and my poetry, because I think everyone should enjoy them. Life is too short not to enjoy that which is music to our ears. Let the music play on, and enjoy the memories they bring.

I Love Packages

I love packages, when they come in the mail every week

They bring on a smile to my face, when the days seem bleak

I can order stuff on Amazon, Walmart, or eBay

Maybe there's a package for me, in the mail today

Informed mail told me, I'd have three packages coming on Tuesday

Only two arrived, I wonder if the other one ran away

Two came the next day, I unwrapped it to see

What it was inside, that was coming to me

Books, DVDs, and all the things I enjoy

CDs or something else, I'm like a little boy

The little things in life, mean the most to me

I treasure and take pleasure, with each package I see

Four packages today, and they all seemed to fit

I carry them to my apartment, and open them as I sit

It's like a gift, that is to me from me

Being happy with them, is one of life's key

They come from everywhere, and I also must say

Packages bounce to anywhere, which causes a delay

A smile is on my face, today a package will arrive

Some come right to my door, I feel so alive

I do a lot of ordering, so I can get a lot of packages.

Of course lately the mail has been slower, but still

when they do arrive it is nice to open them.

Jigsaw Puzzle

I'm looking for that one piece, it could be anywhere

I find a different one, that goes over there

I start with the border, and work the others into place

When I'm working alone, I goes at a very slow pace

As I get more into it, it starts picking up speed

I sort through the colored pieces, that will give me a good lead

A thousand piece puzzle, is a good one for me

It's a great challenge, and now and then I have company

I like a beautiful scene, with lots of details throughout

To me, that's what doing a jigsaw, is all about

To sit down, and have a peace of mind

As I look for that one piece, I hope I'll find

Sometimes you pick a piece, never knowing where it will go

Looking over the puzzle and the box, “Oh, now I know”

I hate it when there's pieces missing

But it's part of life, and I won't be hissing

Give me a jigsaw, one piece at a time

Passing it by, would be such a crime

Interlocking, is truly the best kind

Yet, some border pieces, are too hard to find

A jigsaw puzzle, is perfect for me

To relax, and enjoy, quite naturally

During the Winter months, when I'm not

outside as much due to the cold weather.

I am working on a jigsaw, trying to piece

together the bigger picture. It is a challenge.

But with patience, and time, all will fall into place.

Sounds a bit like life, doesn't it?

Journey In A Song

Every music artist, shares their journey in a song

We listen to the words, and we follow along

Sometimes, it's about an experience they went through

Other times, it's about what they like to do

It could be about something, they wish us to hear

A message in the song, that comes across so clear

Other times the melody, is worth listening to

It helps us to define, what we are going through

I find it fascinating, the story in their song

Because we listen, and are glad we came along

The song might be imagined, but still it's what was told

We learned it as a child, and we're still singing it when we're old

Sometimes the song has a meaning, that we may never know

The music artist lets us, figure it out as we go

It might mean something different, to each and everyone

Others just follow along, while the lyrics are on the run

Songs are about life, and changes it is making

As we travel in time, in the voyage that we are taking

We listen to the words, and we follow along

As every music artist, shares their Journey In A Song

We like an artist because of the music we've come to enjoy.

Their lyrics tell a story, from their beginnings to their ends.

Through the years we follow what they share with us. As time

goes on, their messages change, as our lives change. The story

they were telling us at the beginning, is now a different story. In

each song, each album or CD, there is a theme in what they are

trying to get across to the listeners. What have we picked up?

Do we understand what they are telling us? Or is it a hidden

message to someone else out there in the listening audience?

All we can do is enjoy the music, as they share their journey in

a song.

Journey Within A Book

Take a journey with me, within a book

Come on, let's see, let's take a look

The adventure will take us, to a far off place

I know with the books we've read, that is the case

Let's cheer for the hero, with so much to do

Before this book, he was someone we hardly knew

Now we are hoping, that all will end well

We know it won't happen, without going through some hell

As more characters, pop up along the way

Each one a friend, that we hope will stay

The enemy arises, he's so very strong

The hero will prevail, his name in a song

Don't worry, about the blood and the gore

Ahead in this chapter, is so much more

The author knows, how to pull us in

With his master mind, I'm sure he will win

We just started this book, and it's almost done

And together we traveled, and sure had some fun

I'm so glad, you took the journey with me

Within a book, it's an adventure for thee

What an adventure a book can take you on. It can

bring you places you never have been before. It can

put thoughts in your head, and just make you forget

that it is only a book. Until of course you put it down,

and realize, you are back in the real world. But, what

a place to go. What an adventure!

Let Me Dance

Let me dance, and let me sing

With a touch of 40's, and let me swing

Let me dance, and never stop

To the 50's and 60's, songs of do-whop

Bring me to the 70's, and let me move

A touch of music, to get me into the groove

To the 80's and 90's, let me go

Make me a dancing fool, let it show

Beyond the year 2000, as I still dance

Let my feet keep keep moving, as I take a chance

Let my body move with the greatest of ease

With each step I take, let it be a breeze

Let me dance to music, let me dance in quiet

If you don't know about it, then you should try it

Let the dance of life, always be true

When the music inside, will help you through

Let me dance a good life, until the end of time

With a calmness around, with this soul of mine

Let me dance, and let me sing

Looking Back To The 70's

Looking back to the 70's, there's a lot to treasure

So many things from the past, gave us much pleasure

The Spirograph designs looked great to me

The 8-Ball gave us answers to our destiny

The Etch-A-Sketch was a young artist's dream

When Operation buzzed, it made a young girl scream

There's the Slinky, down steps it would move

With all of my 45's, I got into the groove

I love music, and how everyone sings

Paul started his new band, he called them Wings

Gilbert O'Sullivan sang “Alone Again Naturally”

It always resurfaced in my memory

The Disco era kept us Staying Alive

And the Bee Gees were talking that Jive

The CB Radio craze, 10-4, 10-4

We had a Convoy and so much more

Oh the memories looking back on that time

Passing through this brain of mine

I'm sure you have memories that come to you

Of things that you did and all you went through

Looking back on the 70's I have a smile

It was an era I loved, which had a great style

What the 70's meant to me in my memories

Netflix

I watch Netflix, that's what I do

On my TV, using my Roku

Wireless, I stream it all to see

All kinds of shows on my TV

You can stop it anywhere

It's start again, at that place there

You can pick the shows you want to see

And pause it anytime that you have to pee

I love how it works, my Netflix

There's quite a selection, a very large mix

I also subscribe to receive the DVD

And watch them as well, on my TV

They e-mail to let me know what's on the way

It usually arrives on the same date they say

When my queue goes empty, they let me know

So I add more titles, and watch my list grow

It's cheaper than cable, an enjoyable stream

I guess I am living in the Netflix dream

DVDs come right to my box on a certain day

I love my Netflix, and just had to say

Thank you Netflix for the great selection and

great way we can enjoy our TV shows and movies

while we enjoy life. Thanks for keeping us

entertained. Also, I want to thank you for the

kind people who help us on the phones when we

call for help. They are very kind and helpful.

Ode To Superheroes

There goes Spiderman, climbing up the wall

Flying to the rescue, Superman answers a call

The Hulk is on a rampage, and it's quite a sight

Up there in the sky, we see Green Lantern's light

Swinging around the corner, is Daredevil, the man without fear

The Flash is so fast, can't even tell if he is near

The X-Men are on the scene, with Professor Xavier in his chair

The caped crusaders Batman and Robin, sure do make quite a pair

Wonder Woman arrives, who could ask for more

And holding his hammer, is the Thunder God Thor

Look closely at the trees, and you'll see The Swamp Thing

Captain America is so amazing, with his boots that have a wing

Aquaman is chatting, with the dolphins and the whale

The Sub-Mariner watches, to the astonishing tale

The Justice League Of America, makes sure that all is fine

The Fantastic Four make an appearance, so no one is out of line

Up up it goes, shooting fast, it's the Green Arrow

The Silver Surfer glides in, on a board that is kind of narrow

The elements gone wild, we see the Metal Men

The Avengers appear, and then we count to ten

In a puff of smoke, Dr. Strange appears

A party for Superheroes, calming all our fears

So many of their adventures, through the years I've read

Taking me to places I've enjoyed, I'd say 'Nuff Said'

I've read so many comic books in my life. They aren't just for kids anymore.

If you're an adult and you have an imagination, let it go, and enjoy them. I did.

The stories are well done, and the authors and artists take you on a journey of

the heart and soul.

Old Dog

I may be an old dog, but I still love to run

Even when I was younger, I loved to have fun

I may get out of breath, my master makes me take a break

I love people, and seeing them, even if it's the last breath I take

Down to the park, or around the municipal dock

My master brings me out, for a most wonderful walk

Around the Water Plant, I see someone there

I run to a kindred spirit, a moment we share

Some are afraid of me, but I'm just an old dog

I'm more harmless, than a green leaping frog

My days are numbered, I don't live as long as you

My master gives me the best time, she knows what to do

She doesn't make me roll over any more

She knows my bones are old and sore

She doesn't make me fetch the ball

Yet she knows I would give my all

I try not to bark, so I don't scare people away

I love laying in the sun, on a warm day

I may be an old dog, but I am also your best friend

My soul will be a bright light, when I ascend

Hey people! I love you. My tongue hangs out, but

I give you my all. I get old just like you. Thanks

for understanding that I am mortal just like you.

I don't live forever. Thank you for making my days

better. I appreciate all you do for me. Fresh water,

Oh yeah! Love it. Thanks for being my friend.

Olivia

You came from Australia, and gave so much to us

A beautiful voice and smile, which was a big plus

You starred with John in the movie “Grease”

You sang about Love, you sang about peace

You had a “Magic” touch, when you sang in “Xanadu”

You let the animal out, when you got “Physical” too

A higher voice had called the tune, with a “Twist Of Fate”

I guess what happened was, Heaven couldn't wait

“I'll Bet You A Kangaroo” that you are dancing to a didgeridoo

In the Spirit World where you are, and singing a song too

You've always been an angel, “No Matter What You Do”

All your fans will be, sending their love to you

“Please Mr. Please” don't play B17 any more

Olivia is now singing on a distant shore

“Sam” I know who I am

Watching a Heavenly program

Olivia gave us memories, with each song

To cherish forever, and to keep us strong

Another Angel was born, when she passed away

Leaving behind a discography, of the best songs to play

From the very beginning, Olivia gave us her very best.

Her music was a pleasure to listen to. I listened to her

so often, and her songs are always on my playlist. She

gave so much to us throughout her lifetime.

Thank you Olivia!

^j^ In Memory of Olivia Newton John ^j^

Polish Poker

Take out the Sevens, Aces, and Kings too

Deal out all the cards, until you are through

Throw the two dice, add the total of each dice

If you have that number, that'll be pretty nice

Sevens are wild, choose any card to throw in

Doubles mean another shake, and a chance you could win

Be sure to pass the dice, so the next person can throw

So it'll be easier, when it's their turn to go

If you don't have the card, of the total of dice you threw

Others with that card, throw theirs in the middle too

Set up your cards in an “easy to find” way

Whatever works for you, will be okay

It's a fast paced game, and easy to learn

Goes around fast, with each taking a turn

Don't have to be Polish to play the game

Many Nationalities play, it's just a name

Come join us for a game today

You'll enjoy it, so come on lets play

We call it Polish Poker, it's so much fun

It's a game that can be played by everyone

I started playing the game with my fellow Senior

Companions, and enjoyed it so much, I had to share

it with the residents I visit weekly. They enjoy it too.

Although there are many versions of the game, this is

the one I learned, and I play it this way. It's a simple

game, and enjoyed by all who play it. Whatever you

call it, I still call it FUN, because that is what it is.

Read Her A Book

Read to her, read her a book

Take her on an adventure, take a look

It's like a movie, more personal though

There are so many places, where you can go

More personal, and you can be very close

It's even better with the one you love the most

When you put more into what you do

You'll be amazed at where it takes you to

Pick out a book that you both can enjoy

It can be more fun that any old toy

It's romantic and you both are taking part

It touches your soul, and touches your heart

Your voice is more powerful than you ever knew

The love that you share will be felt all the way through

Your body will shine, on your face will be a smile

You'll want to keep reading, for quite awhile

Read her a book, something you both can treasure

You'll both be taken into so much pleasure

Read her a book, do it tonight

Then you'll understand what makes her love light

I know when I read to the one I love, we both enjoy

it so very much. Even when I've read the book before,

I am taken to the place again in a different way. And Vicki,

she loves it so very much and can hardly wait for me

to read some more and see where it takes us.

Reading To My Baby

Reading to my baby, as she lies in bed

She listens very closely, to each word that's said

A well written adventure, set in fantasy

Wizards and more magic, a world you can see

Imagination flowing, with every word

Taken flight, just like a yellow bird

Listening to my voice, a smile on her face

With the words spoken, she's in a special place

Chapter after chapter, words that always flow

Wondering just exactly, where it's going to go

She listens and thinks “how very sweet”

While I read on, I feel so complete

I take time out, to take a drink

Looking back again, at the words of ink

I continue once more, taking my baby everywhere

She loves it very much, when I like to share

She has the speaker, set up on her phone

It is just the two of us, we are all alone

When my voice is ready, we take a break

Feeling very wonderful, with each breath I take

Vicki, I love reading to you

Sing Out A Song

Sing until you can't sing no more

Let it all out and let your voice soar

Let out your feelings, give voice to your soul

Give us a song, so that we'll also know

Sing it out out loud

Yet not in a crowd

Sing it out alone

Or on the telephone

Let your soul sing out exactly how you feel

Sing us a story, touching all that is real

From your heart and soul, we'll listen to

Sweet harmony in a song that's from you

Sing us a tune to make us want to sing along

Let your voice dance in the air so very strong

Let us feel the message in what we hear

In the song that you share, a song full of cheer

Sing out a song that will make you feel great

At the spur of the moment, so you don't have to wait

Sing out a song of love and of laughter

That will have us so happy, forever and after

No matter if you think you have a good voice

or not, singing is good for your soul. Expressing

yourself and letting out a song makes you feel good.

It is a song that must have touched you, and you

decided to share it with the Universe. Whether in a

crowd or alone, it will always make you feel better.

Whether it is a well known song, or one you made up

at the spur of the moment, it is sung with a good feeling

inside. Music really does touch the soul, and the voice

can touch so much as well. Even a voice that is not sung

in song, can really touch you. I do believe there is good

energy in each song that uplifts us. So, keep on singing,

and keep on dancing to every song.

Solitaire

Caught up in a game of Solitaire

Can't seem to find, the aces anywhere

The twos are out, and the threes are too

But without the aces, there's nothing to do

I went through the cards, in the pack

They must be uncovered, so I can play back

No black queen, to play on the red king

I can move the black jack, now there's nothing

There from the pack, there comes a red nine

Now I see many plays, and I'm doing fine

Here comes a black eight, followed by a red seven

I'm getting much closer, to being in card Heaven

Oh come on cards, don't fail me

Bring me a black six, oh, let me see

There it is, a black six of spades to play

And here's a five of diamonds, it is a good day

Here comes those aces, one by one they appear

The diamond, club, heart, and spades,all in good cheer

I am so happy! I just won the game!

Having fun with cards, Solitaire is the name

Songs In Time

Music of the past brings me a memory

Present music is a gift of what is meant to be

Future music is exciting to look forward to

Songs from every time are there for you

Memories in a life, songs will take you there

Music of the past, can take you anywhere

To an earlier time, when the words in the song were saying

While inside your mind, the memories were displaying

In the present songs that you listen to

They're in your life to help you through

Fresh and current, alive and vivid to your ears

They will calm and excite you, and take away your fears

Music that we're waiting to be released next week

Enhanced anticipation for something that we seek

What will it sound like, will it sound like they did before

Music that you love to keep up with, and you ask for more

Past, present, and future, music is the key

Touching upon our souls, in sweet harmony

Music is the sound that touches us all the way through

Music guides our soul in everything that we do

Music is the one thing that has touched me since the

day I was born. It can wake you up and make you feel

like dancing. It can help you go to sleep at night.

It can make you cry. Music is indeed the language key

of the Universe, which everyone loves.

Spoons

It's frustrating to know, when trying to get four

Grabbing for spoons, when your hand is so sore

I had it I'm sure, but someone grabbed it from me

It would be much better, if it was in a cup of tea

When those cards go around, and I'm looking for threes

And I look on the table, and it's no spoons I sees

I get another letter, of a game I will lose

Because of a spoon, that I didn't choose

You have to be alert, and watch the cards and the table

And grab very fast, and get a spoon if you're able

Those spoons will be dancing, and cards will be flying

While you're grabbing to win, that's the best that you're trying

With eyes once again, on the cards that are on hand

The motions of all, to see where the spoons will land

Oh darn! It's me who couldn't get a spoon

I was trying to get four cards alike, it ended too soon

Whether I win or I lose, it's a fun game to play

With the people involved, on this special day

It was a time to enjoy, for everyone there

But it would be much better, if there was a spoon to spare

Spoons was a family game that my family played. It was a

lot of fun playing. When someone went out, they grabbed a

spoon. You had to grab it as soon as you saw them grab it.

But they were always short one spoon, so that the last person

didn't get one.

Terry Brooks, A Master Of Fantasy
© Feb 3, 2011 by Bud Lemire

He wove great stories, written so well
They seemed so real, it was hard to tell
With the magic of Shannara woven inside
Accompanied by the black staff as his guide

They say great things come from a great mind
With all of his books that’s what I find
From the very first book, to the latest one
They’re hard to put down until I am done

The Gypsy Morph, and the Shannara Elf
And The Landover books are all on my bookshelf
The pages were turned so quickly by me
What happened next is what I wanted to see

A master of fantasy, he shared his stories in books
Thanks for the pleasure you’ve given, dear Mr.Brooks
The adventure you took us on, all through the years
The Word as our guide in conquering our demons and fears

In life our problems can be small or large
We carry a black staff if we’d only take charge
It helps us to battle our problems each day
And all other issues that came our way
A kingdom of Elves, and Ghosts as our guide
We carry the gift of the magic, deeply inside

Thank you Terry, for the adventure you’ve taken us

on over the years. It’s been amazing and wondrous!

The Doctor (Who)

The Doctor and his companions travel time and space

Never knowing where or when, Who will show their face

The grinding of the TARDIS, as you see it disappear

Off on some adventure, where they must face their fear

Daleks, Cybermen, Seadevils, and so many more

Enemies in the time stream, where all Whovians soar

Who could forget the Master, The Doctor's deadliest foe

Never knowing who you're up against, wherever they may go

When the Doctor regenerates, you never know Who he'll be

He could look like anyone, maybe even a she

It really doesn't matter, as he travels space and time

I wonder if he'll ever team up, once again with K-9

Maybe he'll team up with a cat, you just never know

Traveling the universe, Who knows where he will go

Maybe a return visit to Gallifrey, the Time-Lord with two hearts

Beating time in time with all, traveling the worldly parts

The Doctor returns to the screen in the year 2005

His adventures come to life again, time never seemed more alive

I know I'll be waiting, reading books about his adventures everywhere

As I travel time in space, sitting comfortably in my chair

I've been a fan of the British TV series Doctor Who for years.

The blue Police Call Box that is a Time Machine for the various

Doctors who have traveled off to distant places and planets battling many foes.

The Imaginative Genius of Terry Goodkind

There's Sisters of the Light, there's Sisters Of The Dark

There's even Mord-Sith, feeding chipmunks in the park

Richard and Kahlan, and then there's Zedd

And then there is Denna, all dressed in red

There's the Palace of the Prophets with Verna, Warren, and Ann,

There's Darken Rahl, he's such an awful man

There's the Mriswith, who you can't see

Nathan and his prophecies, what can they be

The Mud People, Adie, Shota the Witch woman as well

Jagang and the Imperial Order sure put them through Hell

Cara on hand, able and ready to defend

The Mother Confessor is her agiel sister and friend

There's Nicci, who's keeping Richard and Kahlan apart

Always someone doing that, right from the start

The Wizard's First Rule, The Stone Of Tears

An adventurous journey to battle one's fears

The Temple Of The Winds, The Blood of the Fold

A love between two, while they're growing old

The Faith Of The Fallen, The Soul Of The Fire

The Seeker of truth and the Mother Confessor's desire

A wondrous journey in this world within

The characters come alive, I say with a grin

Never know what will be found, inside the mind

Of the imaginative genius of Terry Goodkind

Thank you Terry, for the wonderful characters you brought to life!

The Magical Place

Take me away, to the Magical Place

Where illusions are plenty, with challenges we face

A dwarf, a wizard, a troll, or possibly some elves

The quest of the warrior, that makes us ourselves

A ring that turns you invisible, or a magical sword

To help fight off the dreaded evil hoard

A wizard who is, casting his spell

Changing the water to wine, in the well

And there's a shapeshifter, who looks just like you

Maybe on the outside, but not on the inside too

Crossing the water to get to where you will be

So you can fulfill, your life's destiny

Life is like the magic we find in a book

We can find it, wherever we look

If we search for it, it will be on every face

The miracles of life, takes us to, the Magical Place

I love going to that Magical Place, and end up going

there as often as I can.

The Pen Is Mightier

The pen is mightier than the sword

Words come alive too hard to be ignored

They reach the heart, in a matter of minutes

Deep in your soul, and all that is in it

They can easily make a grown person cry

With every word that you let fly

You control the outcome, with what you write

Will it be a smile, or a frown you invite

How it is worded on paper, makes a difference in the end

What are the messages, that you want to send

Will it reach a certain group in the crowd

Or be read silently, or be read out loud

The effect on others, depends upon you

What you write, after you're through

The pen is mightier than the sword

Words come alive too hard to be ignored

The sword may pierce the heart and draw blood,

but the pen can scar the soul.

Be careful what you write, and choose your words carefully.

The U.N.C.L.E. Affair

They enter The Del Floria Tailor Shop, which is where they work

The United Network Command for Law and Enforcement, where U.N.C.L.E. Agents lurk

Solo and Kuryakin, today tend to be in a rush

It's because, they're battling their archenemy T.H.R.U.S.H.

Mr. Waverly, their boss, has Instructions for them each

So they meet up together, and he gives a speech

He says “it will be a complicated Affair”

“With all caution, be careful and beware”

Two of the top agents Solo and Kuryakin, are sent out

They know that taking action, is what it's all about

T.H.R.U.S.H. Could be anywhere, it's finding out where they are

Many times a mission such as this one, will take them both afar

The womanizer and the Russian, are being chased

So their car must take a turn, and be well paced

They are caught in an ambush, yet where is Solo?

What the T.H.R.U.S.H. Agents wonder is, where did he go?

They look all around, but no Solo was found

Appearing from the side, without a sound

Solo appears, knocking one T.H.R.U.S.H. agent down and out

Kuryakin joins in, and their training taught them to use all their clout

This wasn't the end, of this U.N.C.L.E. Affair

It was only the beginning, which could go anywhere

I enjoyed Man From U.N.C.L.E. When they showed reruns, and

just recently watched the first season again. I shall return to

season 2 after a break. I also enjoyed the books as well.

Trivial Stuff

Can you tell me the capital of Maine?

Or from which country, the Vikings came?

Do you know who the second President, of the USA could be?

Or where in the world, is the Yellow Sea?

Do you know what group, has John, Paul, George, and Ringo?

And who uses "Gag me with a spoon," as their spoken lingo?

Can you name the Great Lakes, there are five?

Or name the former Presidents, who are still alive?

What is it called, when you trace your family tree?

Can you name one green property, on Monopoly?

Who is the artist who painted, for the Saturday Evening Post?

And who was an Untouchable, and an "Unsolved Mysteries" host?

Can you give me the name, of Tommy Smothers older brother?

And how were Judy Garland and Liza Minelli, related to each other?

What movie has the Munchkins, and the Scarecrow?

Shirley Jones was a singer, on what TV show?

Who was once a boxer, and a piano man?

And who gets his strength, from a spinach can?

Who would you be, if you created Bilbo and Frodo?

Who was it that had, "a really big show?"

Who floated like a butterfly, and stung like a bee?

And on Mount Rushmore, who would you see?

Mr. Spock from Star Trek, what color is his blood?

Who was always hunted, by Elmer Fudd?

If you answer these questions, then you know enough

And your brain is filled up with the Trivial Stuff

Why Do We Need Music?

"Why do we need music?" asked my brother Clyde

That's a good question, so I searched deep inside

I believe it has something to do with our soul

The touching of our spirit, so that it'll grow

I believe it was around, before our life began

And was embedded in us, to be a guiding hand

But let's get back to the question, posed by my brother

And all of those songs I remember, that were sung by my Mother

Just like food is to our bodies, music is to the soul

It gives us strength to exist, making us feel whole

When our spirit is down, and it is shaken

It mends our souls, and stops all the aching

When food is normal, we add spice to what we eat

When life is mundane, we choose music with a happy beat

When we want to feel something, it's there in any song

Touching us in places, bringing us to where we belong

It'll bring out emotions, we need to set free

I know it does so many things, deep inside of me

The sad songs will give us release, and we will cry

Some songs will touch the soul, and make us want to fly

Why do we need music? God only knows

As it touches and uplifts, so many souls

After my brother Clyde posed the question, I decided to see if I could answer it.

Not sure I did, but where it took me in the poem was an amazing journey.

Music has become a very big part of my life. Keep on listening to the music.

With Flute In Hand

Long ago, they brought us Aqualung

Ian Anderson singing all the songs sung

Never too old, to Rock N' Roll

Music of the flute, touching my soul

The Minstrel In My Gallery, playing at my beckoned call

Sure keeps me feeling good, my spirit standing tall

Their music floating, right into my ear

Lifting me up, as though they were here

They bring me Songs From The Wood

And let me tell you, they are good

Awarded as, a Heavy Metal band

Light as a flute in the hand

Listen as The Whistler plays

The Flying Colours to brighten the haze

Heavy Horses dance to the tune

Catfish Rising by the light of the moon

From Roots To Branches, and Locomotive Breath

They play the tunes, that we love the best

So, everyone, let's give thanks to this band

That plays the music, With Flute In Hand

This is a tribute to one of my favorite bands, Jethro Tull

Word Search

I'm searching for a word, in the word search puzzle list

I've looked it over five times, but I'm sure I must have missed

Looking backwards, looking up and down

The word is missing, so I have a frown

There is a word, that I found out of order

A puzzle about money, and the word was quarter

I didn't know, where my eyes were going

But looking back, I found myself a coin

Searching for words is fun, if you've got the time

Up there going down, I found myself a dime

And as you sit here looking, snacking on a pickle

I see there at the bottom, is the word nickel

Sometimes searching for words, makes me want to holler

But it is always worth it, when cents turn into dollars

Even a penny has value, when you seek a word

Just like a high flying, eaglet gazing bird

I find it mostly relaxing, to search at my own pace

And it is much more fun, if it isn't a race

Oh there's a word, it took awhile to find

In the word search game, it gives me a sound mind

Loved doing Word Search Puzzles, but these days,

I enjoy playing Wordle and other word games.

Your Idea Of Fun

People must do what they love to do

You have your pleasures, they have theirs too

Their idea of enjoyment, may be different than yours

The fun time of each, has us choosing various doors

Some may like to visit a poetry place

Or use a webcam and talk face to face

Some may like to play Cribbage at their favorite spot

Others will browse stores, because they like to shop

Some may like to go camping and fishing

Others get caught up in daydreams and wishing

Some may like giving advice and comforting someone

The difference is so widespread, everyone's idea of fun

One person may keep a daily journal, because they love to write

Another may like watching boxing, because they like a good fight

Some may do their research, learning something new

Your Idea Of Fun is what is fun for you

Your idea of fun, is what you enjoy doing

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Monday, December 25, 2023

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