Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Baby Shark Meets The Man In The Moon
Karens underwear are twisted tight She’s seems pretty mad at me I guess I pissed her off again While I was fast asleep * What she doesn’t realize is When you wander in dreamlike states Your head floats around in a metaphoric cloud I didn’t mean to sling feces in her face * In my mind I was a monkey - showing my utmost disapproval Of the grub they offered to me on that plate So when I flung my chunky monkey toward the cage they locked me in - Only then did I recognize it was her face * The moon sure has had a grip on me Last night I dreamt, I was the ocean Getting pushed and pulled in every direction Like I’d been drinking Neal Armstrongs - magic potion * Waving hello and goodbye to the shore, then stealing away all it’s sand A true give and take or I’ll drown you - relationship Until, I fell out of bed * Being chased by an unruly school of fish Under the moon all alone in the dark I was embarrassed when the light revealed It was Graysons tiny pillow - baby shark * So if I must apologize Dear Karen, I truly hope that you understand I was under the spell of the man in the moon Playing tricks with my hourglass sand
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
1991
I miss that accent I miss those eyes I miss your gentle touch, and deep satisfied sighs * I miss your excitement That sweet sensation I miss when we were of a younger generation * I miss the banter And playful teasing I miss your touch and how you turned me on with ease * I missed the moment I missed because I didn’t want to think I was a little bit in love * So I never said it And ruin it all But I’m sure you feel it somewhere deep inside, each time I make that call * But that time has passed That ship has sailed I simply wanted to tell my secret, so you that you knew- as well * That- I’d do it all over Cause god - it was good knowing you
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Roy Rogers - Yippie Kia Yay
Im standing here on the stage And my notes are all blank I’ve tried to picture you naked But you all look better than me My heart is racing with excitement and I can hardly speak My god, it’s finally happened, you really DO just love me * Was it the spotlight or moonlight That tried to outshine my glow? Was it the river or rapper Thattried to out do my flow? Is this a dream that I’m dreaming or have I finally arrived- It’s hard to gauge what is real, with this excitement inside * I want to thank my mom for believing - I was worth more that I thought And my second grade teacher, for teaching me what she taught Thank you - to the judges at Vocal, for spotting my needle - in their haystack And the other writers who helped me improve, fixing what I lacked * I never thought it would happen, a challenge suited for me To finally stand here before you -due to my insomnity Look at that, it’s such a winner, that I am now making up words- I’m sure tomorrow Merriam will be asking - if they can define what they heard * Wait, is that the music? But, I have more people to thank This full moon, insomnia bit Really juiced up my tank A shepherds hook, really… Do they still use those things? Was that mace, Are you kidding? Man, that really makes my eyes sting * Hey! Thank you, Bruce Willis, that damp rag made it all better And thanks for Die Hard, it sure brings Christmas together And one more thing, if I may, before they take me away One of favorite lines was -yippy ki-yay So here’s to you, dear sweet -Roy Rogers Are you tucking me in? I love how you pulled that blanket up under my chin * Nighty night - wait a minute Am I back in my room? Oh, I see what you did there, you clever man in the moon Your playing your favorite-seasonal games With that full moon intensity Making me feel insane That’s ok, I think I’ll hold on to these particular dreams And write them all down - here for vocal to read
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
An Acrostic Poem, Or Sleepless Hallucinations
Along came a spider bigger than a groundhog Certainly, I imagined that it must be my dog Rover usually slept in, but today it was different Over sleeping was new, sleeplessness makes me belligerent Several nights in a row, we didn’t sleep much at all Thanks to some melatonin, we ran into it wall I cannot believe we finally were able to sleep Congratulations to us, we made friends with those sheep ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I read an acrostic poem by Keila Aartila, encouraged by Thaiven Yliaster
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick. Top Story - December 2022.
Spinning rooms and floating doors I’m not in Kansas or sleeping - no more But how to explain - exactly what I am seeing If I am awake and not safely dreaming * The holidays arrived like before, pretty quickly We are just days away from visits with jolly saint Nicky 🎅 So how is he sitting beside me here on my bed With visions of unicorns circling my head? * He says, he can’t see them - I must be confused Sleep deprived, tipsy or have a major screw loose Whatever it is, I think Im losing my mind He said he will hang around - just to help me to find it * I had it this morning - while I was at work I could have lost it in the car-others were driving like jerks He’s belly laughing at me - I’m not sure what is so funny Omg he just turned into an oversized bunny 🐰 * How the hell did that happen? I only blinked once Well, maybe I dozed off, boy- I feel like a dunce I took a few ambien - just before bed Maybe that could explain it, and this is all in my head * I noticed my Santa is missing from off of my lawn And he arrived out of nowhere sometime after I yawned But how did he manage to get in the front door - his hands attached to his side? He said stop asking all those stupid questions, I got a sleigh - come on, let’s ride * All the reindeer are here and they’re not tiny at all And rudolf, that asshole - just took a dump in the hall I stepped into it barefooted and they all started to laugh They sound like elves sucking helium - after a bath * And they needed one too - they all smelled like old farts They shifted shapes, so we all fit into the jacuzzi heart- tub My mom loved that ol’ tub - I thought would be in the way Oh what the hell - lets all go get into that sleigh * We took off with a start, I began quickly to swoon I felt just like ET flying in front of the moon It was so big and so bright Santa handed out sunglasses 🕶 Then everything became slow - like winter molasses * We traveled all over the world, from Bangkok to Utah When the reindeer got tired, Santa rented a U-haul He said not to tell anyone what I had seen Took my sunglasses off, said it’s was all just a dream 💤 * He then snapped his fingers- and counted to three He said, wake up now, you have to go pee And boy, was he right- I would have peed on myself But it’s happened before, I blamed the elf on the shelf * Those boys must be best buddies, he told me to tell him I’m sorry Told me his real name wasn’t dick, it was actually, Charlie I crawled back into bed - my bladder empty and light Hearing yelling outside, saying, to all a goodnight 🌙
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
