How much is that doggie as a pillow ? Priceless, I would say !
Not often does one find such comfort- be it night or day.
As a companion for a good slumber-it is not often to be found,
such soft support for your head should make you rest so very sound.
Not many pets are allowed to share one's slumber most any night,
but this companion Chihuahua evidently earned that very right.
When this soft fur touches your silky skin it must be a welcome treat,
to be able to have your head so cushioned, surely it is very neat.
Of course when you let your pet share your dreams much is expected-
it is just hoped that the other two do not feel very neglected !
In my long life, Sophie La Douce was not allowed to share my bed,
I cannot remember using her as a cushion- enough said.
Thus I envy you this very joy which enhanced your good slumber,
surely it led to happy dreams for you to gladly encumber.
Just don't squeeze that little head, it is just so very tender:
it is truly amazing what such soft support may engender
Otto Ross
April 2, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
FIRST OCEAN VOYAGE
Yes, we had a river in the town of my birth and a small lake.
What we had was a big puddle and rowboats a trip to take.
Mother was afraid, but Father liked to take me for a row,
and I could not wait for him to ask me if I wanted to go.
Growing up I had to learn to go to the bath, learn how to swim-
with a belt around the middle, the teacher held me on a heavy string.
Never afraid of the water, I soon got to enjoy this healthy exercise,
and, with my school friends, to swim, I thought, was ever so nice.
Then came the time when the big ocean beckoned and I wanted to go,
took a long train trip to a harbor city where strong winds did blow.
A huge steamer was tied to the wharf, big stairs I had to ascend-
I was ever so lucky a young group of travelers to befriend.
This first voyage was calm, meeting these people was much fun
in no time at all we heard interesting stories from most everyone.
With my knowledge of English I got along with much ease,
with some of them I was able to keep in touch, it did so please !
Otto Ross
April 2011
What we had was a big puddle and rowboats a trip to take.
Mother was afraid, but Father liked to take me for a row,
and I could not wait for him to ask me if I wanted to go.
Growing up I had to learn to go to the bath, learn how to swim-
with a belt around the middle, the teacher held me on a heavy string.
Never afraid of the water, I soon got to enjoy this healthy exercise,
and, with my school friends, to swim, I thought, was ever so nice.
Then came the time when the big ocean beckoned and I wanted to go,
took a long train trip to a harbor city where strong winds did blow.
A huge steamer was tied to the wharf, big stairs I had to ascend-
I was ever so lucky a young group of travelers to befriend.
This first voyage was calm, meeting these people was much fun
in no time at all we heard interesting stories from most everyone.
With my knowledge of English I got along with much ease,
with some of them I was able to keep in touch, it did so please !
Otto Ross
April 2011
C I G A R E T T E S
Believe it-or not-I smoked my first one on board of a ship !
My age was twenty, and I left home for my first ocean trip.
Away from parental supervision, it proved that I was now a man:
no better way to express this fact than one of these cylinders can.
It made me proud that now I belonged to this intrepid band,
who so clearly stated that it could light up on demand .
Yes, it was all for show, let me clearly state that I did not inhale-
if questioned about the habit I could point to nicotine on my fingernail.
Held between two fingers, nonchalantly blowing out steam,
these fire-tipped sticks made any sinister darkness gleam.
Nonchalantly pull one from the box or an initialed silver case
and held expressively in your hand,proved that anything you could face.
The came the time when their use to your health was called detrimental,
nicotine-free ones popped up- they were only experimental.
So, proud I am that overnight I had the guts this nasty habit to quit :
Yes, I am able to state that any tobacco to this day stays unlit !
Otto Ross
April 2011
My age was twenty, and I left home for my first ocean trip.
Away from parental supervision, it proved that I was now a man:
no better way to express this fact than one of these cylinders can.
It made me proud that now I belonged to this intrepid band,
who so clearly stated that it could light up on demand .
Yes, it was all for show, let me clearly state that I did not inhale-
if questioned about the habit I could point to nicotine on my fingernail.
Held between two fingers, nonchalantly blowing out steam,
these fire-tipped sticks made any sinister darkness gleam.
Nonchalantly pull one from the box or an initialed silver case
and held expressively in your hand,proved that anything you could face.
The came the time when their use to your health was called detrimental,
nicotine-free ones popped up- they were only experimental.
So, proud I am that overnight I had the guts this nasty habit to quit :
Yes, I am able to state that any tobacco to this day stays unlit !
Otto Ross
April 2011
T S U N A M I
A strange word, coined by the Japanese-now on everyone's mind !
It is an occurrence where wind and water for destruction are combined.
Huge tidal waves resulting from volcanic eruptions, out at a hostile sea,
they are now on every one's mind, it is so scary-believe you me.
People swept away, homes inundated, to the elements exposed-
this is nature at the worst where there is an ocean where once was a coast.
Although far away, every one on this Earth is affected by this disaster-
it just goes to prove that we are so helpless and who is our Master.
Therefore it behooves us to do what we can to ease this pain,
money does help,but we should be allowed to send food to sustain.
The world is getting smaller, we are all affected day by every day,
it behoove us to be of aid, to show support, come whatever may.
Only if we help each each other will there be a future to sustain
because it is unwise to ignore disaster and aloof to remain.
We are all subject to a power, sending punishment from above
now, more than ever, what we most need is brotherly love !
Otto Ross
April 2011
It is an occurrence where wind and water for destruction are combined.
Huge tidal waves resulting from volcanic eruptions, out at a hostile sea,
they are now on every one's mind, it is so scary-believe you me.
People swept away, homes inundated, to the elements exposed-
this is nature at the worst where there is an ocean where once was a coast.
Although far away, every one on this Earth is affected by this disaster-
it just goes to prove that we are so helpless and who is our Master.
Therefore it behooves us to do what we can to ease this pain,
money does help,but we should be allowed to send food to sustain.
The world is getting smaller, we are all affected day by every day,
it behoove us to be of aid, to show support, come whatever may.
Only if we help each each other will there be a future to sustain
because it is unwise to ignore disaster and aloof to remain.
We are all subject to a power, sending punishment from above
now, more than ever, what we most need is brotherly love !
Otto Ross
April 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
THE BRAIN BUSY
A poem a day is what a good doctor should prescribe.
It keeps your brain busy and gives your life a new vibe.
When, in old age, you are without a problem to solve-
mostly unimportant thoughts in your head do revolve.
Rather than worry what unforeseen events might befall,
or trying unimportant past happenings now to recall,
forget about politics and just rejoice that you can relax,
now is the time to recall good things-perhaps having sex!
What better occupation than to write whatever does rhyme-
so pleasant to know that people will think your are "sublime".
It is a fact that poems have endured for so many years,
why not try to leave proof of your existence as the end nears.
This is such a pleasant way of proving that you can still think,
even if you do realize that your existence is at the very brink.
Somebody,somewhere,just might enjoy what you wrote,
surely it is not really necessary to be a genius of note !
It keeps your brain busy and gives your life a new vibe.
When, in old age, you are without a problem to solve-
mostly unimportant thoughts in your head do revolve.
Rather than worry what unforeseen events might befall,
or trying unimportant past happenings now to recall,
forget about politics and just rejoice that you can relax,
now is the time to recall good things-perhaps having sex!
What better occupation than to write whatever does rhyme-
so pleasant to know that people will think your are "sublime".
It is a fact that poems have endured for so many years,
why not try to leave proof of your existence as the end nears.
This is such a pleasant way of proving that you can still think,
even if you do realize that your existence is at the very brink.
Somebody,somewhere,just might enjoy what you wrote,
surely it is not really necessary to be a genius of note !
S O F T N E S S S
Much softness in our lives-is that not what we much desire ?
That comes to the fore especially when we are ready to retire.
We are looking forward to spend our days,be it on couch or in easy chair,
after a life of much competition, taking it easy now is ever so very fair.
We had to spend many of our previous years on a tiresome go,
wishing that this race for success now finally would slow.
Often hard chairs and much stranding were our destined lot-
no time to spend on blessed relaxation, a run- around is all we got.
But in the end our efforts should be rewarded with a place to relax,
surely we are entitled to find a soft spot to slow our tracks.
A blessed couch, a Grandfather's chair should now be our lot.
so we can stop racing around, slow down to an easy trot.
Downy pillows should now support our aching back or head-
fond memories on soft cushioning we are now entitled to get.
So, let us enjoy this well earned downy luxury and get our rest,
yes, a place to stretch out and reminisce will now be BEST.
That comes to the fore especially when we are ready to retire.
We are looking forward to spend our days,be it on couch or in easy chair,
after a life of much competition, taking it easy now is ever so very fair.
We had to spend many of our previous years on a tiresome go,
wishing that this race for success now finally would slow.
Often hard chairs and much stranding were our destined lot-
no time to spend on blessed relaxation, a run- around is all we got.
But in the end our efforts should be rewarded with a place to relax,
surely we are entitled to find a soft spot to slow our tracks.
A blessed couch, a Grandfather's chair should now be our lot.
so we can stop racing around, slow down to an easy trot.
Downy pillows should now support our aching back or head-
fond memories on soft cushioning we are now entitled to get.
So, let us enjoy this well earned downy luxury and get our rest,
yes, a place to stretch out and reminisce will now be BEST.
L E T T E R S, #2
What greater joy than finding letters at your very door.
It is something to look for with anticipation, yes, forever more.
In this day of electronic greetings they are a personal get together,
even though I pity the carriers, they have to be out in any weather.
In old age when friendships dwindle they are such a welcome sight,
although now they are mostly asking for money, that ain't right !
Yet, there are some that are keeping old friendships alive,
to exchange experiences from the past one should much strive.
Handwritten , these missives have a certain warmth and so please,
yet, unfortunately,there now is a definite dwindling of these.
Astoundingly I saw an ad for fountain pens on my television:
does anyone use them now ? As a signature, prints fulfill this mission.
Thus it is regrettable that this correspondence is a thing of the past,
everything now has to be mechanized and done ever so very fast.
To find a handwritten message in your box is a joy to behold :
there is nothing better than to find someone's character thus unfold.
It is something to look for with anticipation, yes, forever more.
In this day of electronic greetings they are a personal get together,
even though I pity the carriers, they have to be out in any weather.
In old age when friendships dwindle they are such a welcome sight,
although now they are mostly asking for money, that ain't right !
Yet, there are some that are keeping old friendships alive,
to exchange experiences from the past one should much strive.
Handwritten , these missives have a certain warmth and so please,
yet, unfortunately,there now is a definite dwindling of these.
Astoundingly I saw an ad for fountain pens on my television:
does anyone use them now ? As a signature, prints fulfill this mission.
Thus it is regrettable that this correspondence is a thing of the past,
everything now has to be mechanized and done ever so very fast.
To find a handwritten message in your box is a joy to behold :
there is nothing better than to find someone's character thus unfold.
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