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A G+ friend  +ashley bateson  said he read a  children's poem  I wrote to a five year old friend of his. She said she liked it, but said it needed a koala bear. So, I wrote a poem about koala bears. I hope she enjoys it (and all of you)! Koala Bears Australia is the place they stay, in the trees they spend their day. Plump and fuzzy koala bears, they have funny, hairy ears. If you call them bears, it's not unusual, the real name is of course, marsupial. Sharp claws help them to climb, see them in a tree sometime. Koalas like eucalyptus trees, love to chew upon the leaves. Sit in nooks or forks to sleep for eighteen hours, what a treat! A smell like cough drops fill the air, from the leaves they eat up there. Cheeks are stuffed, they eat so many, they need to find trees aplenty! When not in trees they run so fast, hurry, look, they run right past! Pouches are where baby cubs stay, on mommy's belly joeys love to lay. Do you h...

The sights you see The sights you see all around, in the sky and on the ground. The butterfly flies up to the skies, right before your very eyes. The big bullfrog croaks and hums, sounds like a big, hollow drum. The hoot owl hoots up in the tree, sees as far as his eyes can see. The sights you see all around, in the sky and on the ground. The firefly flickers off and on, leads you hither, leads you yon. The cricket chirps her cheerful tune, beneath the shining, summer moon. The bunny hops and never stops, until he finds some clover tops. The sights you see all around, in the sky and on the ground. The sparrow flits here and there, chirping loud and chirping clear. The groundhog waddles like a duck, thought the mud and through the muck. The dragonfly's wings flap fast and furious, I love to watch him. I'm so curious. The sights you see all around, in the sky and on the ground. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By J....

G+ smiles A little bit of wit, A little bit of humor, A little bit of cynicism. Jocularities abound, innuendos resound, poetic teasing all around where this motley crew is found. Smiling faces, not a frown, some are up, some are down, a few Jokers and some Clowns can be seen in this G+ Town! Gifs, jpegs, photos, and some memes, photoshopping--nothing's what it seems! Kittens, puppies, and horsey screams, sunshine, rainbows and bright moon beams. G+ offers much to all, stock tips, health tips, have a ball, hangouts, communities, fun for all. Chat with friends, even call. A little bit of lols, a little bit of hahas, a little bit of sarcasm. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ If you enjoyed this poem, find more of my writing  here.

out of her head The games they played, she played not. They roads they traveled, she drove around. The places they went, she'd go no more. The things they did, she did no longer. She could tear up his photos. She could throw away his clothes. She could put him out of her head. She could leave the memories behind. But she could not put him out of her dreams. She went to sleep and he was there. Smells, sounds, sensuality, Pleasure, pain, passion, Emotions, energy, elation, they waited for her, there. Flowers, chocolates, ice cream, poems, prayers, pomegranates, midnight swims, morning walks, she found in her dreams. She could put him out of her head. But she could not put him out of her dreams. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Constant Puyo [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Invulnerable Love has tried to pierce my armor, I’ve resisted every female charmer. Love has tried to strike my shield, I’ve refused to drop arms I wield. Love has failed to pierce my skin, I’ve refused to let woman’s love in. I’ve repulsed Cupid’s arrow’s aim, Love has yet to stake a claim. I’ve rebuked all words l’amour, Love has not filled me more. I’ve repelled romantic notions, Love has not served me love potions. Love has tried to open wide, Thick and callused heart I hide. Love has tried to find my heart, Hidden deep inside my deepest part. Love has yet to burst the bubble; I’ve encased myself from love’s trouble. I’ve escaped the painful fate, Love’s not reached my inner state. I’ve achieved the foolish feat, Love has left me incomplete. I’ve forgotten love’s majestic feel, Love has made my heart like steel. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤  If you enjoyed this poem, find more of my writing  here, Image by:  G...

I saw you When I saw you sitting on the swing, I didn't think I'd be thinking the things I'm thinking, the things I'm thinking of you, fill my heart. When I saw you walking in the park, I didn't think I'd be singing, the songs I'm singing, the songs I'm singing of you, fill my heart. When I saw you dancing in the meadow, I didn't think I'd be writing, the poems I'm writing, the poems I'm writing of you, fill my heart. When I saw you laughing in the sunshine, I didn't think I'd be writing, the stories I'm writing, the stories I'm writing of you, fill my heart. When I saw you flowing in my memory, I didn't think I'd be writing, the sonnets I'm writing, the sonnets I'm writing of you, fill my heart. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Photo by: Stefanomas

Winter's Way Snow swirls and settles softly, down. Frozen ponds and pine trees are painted white. Winter wind whirls, swirls and twirls in circles, up and down, in and out. Drifting snow piles high here and there. Snow birds flitter, flutter and forage,  then, hurry to their roosts to nestle. Bright moon shines and the ice reflects it's beams between snowflakes and flurries. December's icy blanket covers field and hills. Blustery nights turn into biting cold days. Frosted roads crunch beneath sleighs led by huffing, puffing mares.  Mufflers, mittens or gloves cover frigid hands. Earmuffs, overcoats, and scarves stave off shivers. Snowbound sledders find space  to steer down slippery slopes. Firewood crackles in the fireplace. Snuggled beneath fleece throws, we counter polar storms and ice-kissed frigid gales. Jack Frost's season overwhelms  and overblows with solstice ice-flowers. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Lon...