Acrostic/Brushed Against My Soul

Acrostic/Brushed Against My Soul

08/10/2001


Before I met you I was a mere shadow of myself
Running from the nightmare of my past
Utterly bereft of all feelings
So lost and almost falling apart .....
How I would wish for a miracle
Each night before closing my eyes
Dreaming and longing for someone special in my life

After I met you something magic happened
Gaining back my spirit lost to me
All those hours we spent talking and laughing
Is the balm that I needed don't you see .....
Now I want to thank you one more time
Something I can't tell you enough
That you're the miracle who set me free

My life was changed forever when
You brushed against my soul .....

So strong is this feeling of oneness
Our lives are entwined forever more
Until we find each other again remember
Love I still believe ..... will conquer all

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

I did something very difficult with this poem. Did you notice the first letter of each line? :) Boy! I sure made it hard on myself! LOL

Comments:

Debbie Hunt	hu6nt@yahoo.com.au		10/2/2001 8:10:03 PM
Janine, Stand tall and be proud. This is a masterpiece! You have a unique talent. Congratulations!! Debbie
Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		8/11/2001 1:05:13 AM
Janine - beautiful work. This one is special. Dan
Dan			8/16/2001 9:53:58 AM
Janine, This poem is so beautiful. It seems that love in all it's grandeur can not be compared with, for nothing else we humans share can come close to it's beauty. The idea with the first letters is neat. (Take a look at the same in "Poet's Last Poem" sometime) - I've long felt like you're a literary counterpart - it seems your writings always fill the voids that I miss in my own. Maybe that's because we've shared our works in a common area for several years now - do you realize it's been near five years? Anyway, I think this poem is one of the most lovely that you've written - someone should be proud of that!! Dan
Rachelle Wiegand			8/16/2001 9:58:44 AM
Beautiful, emotional, loving and wonderful write. Oh, Janine this is lovely! Gave me little goosebumps! Very sweet and heartfelt- well written! A beautiful read! ~Rachelle
Shannon Wendler			8/16/2001 10:07:27 AM
Hey pretty creative there with that! COOL! Thanks for pointing that out I would not have seen it otherwise! I found a lot of inspiration in this poem Janine, the end I think is what did it! So strong is this feeling of oneness Our lives are entwined forever more Until we find each other again remember Love I still believe ..... will conquer all Seeing some good stuff from you lately deep that is! I still giggle over the hammock though! LOL Shannon
Curtis Parker			8/16/2001 10:11:11 AM
How about that for thinking outside of the box. Koooel! And it made me feel good too. Thanx.
Janine Daniel			8/16/2001 10:48:45 AM
I won Literary Angels TOPIC of the WEEK, 8/13/01 with this poem.
Dan			8/16/2001 10:51:40 AM
Janine, Congratulations - I think this one really stood tall, it deserves to be in the winners circle & more. Dan
Rachelle Wiegand			8/16/2001 10:53:36 AM
Janine, A well-done acrostic!! Congratulations ~Rachelle
dhicks			8/16/2001 10:54:55 AM
Congrats Janine! Nice write indeed Dennis~
Joveac			8/16/2001 10:56:19 AM
goodonya mate very clever, and well deserved I might add! joveac
Sam Iam			8/16/2001 10:58:20 AM
Janine~ Moving piece of poetry, and the acrostic is very well used, even I missed it at first glance, and I look for things like that! Congratulations! Sam Iam.
APoetsPerspective			9/5/2001 8:45:26 AM
Janine, this was a delight! after reading through all the poems looking for ones to be featured on the home page of the site, i thought i was just about done, and then i found this one, that i had missed earlier. Now in reading it, i can say that i have found a winner for this month! Wonderful work, - john
Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		9/6/2001 10:51:01 PM
Janine, congratulations! I'm very pleased to see your name on this list again. Dan
Janine Daniel	spinnys@hotmail.com	www.spinnys.com	9/9/2001 9:23:36 PM
Thank you John for choosing this poem as one of the Winners for August. It's such an honour to be chosen from so many excellent poems.
debby	angelrainbowne@AOL.COM	LOOK AT MY PAGE THRU MY PROFILE	11/6/2002 12:49:49 AM
YOU HAVE HIT THE THE KINDRED SOUL, I WRITE MY SELF BUT YOU HAVEA GIFT FROM THE ANGELS THANK YOU FOR SHARING IT
Lori			7/21/2005 11:44:06 PM
Janine, this is just wonderful, I had chills running up and down my arms just reading this, I thought I was reading about my life and you have summed it up to a tee. It is just beautiful and so subtle, but so much power in reading it. And yes I caught the first letter of each line, I thought that was awesome. Once again reading Brushed Against My Soul was truly inspiring.
eternity7112			7/23/2005 10:15:46 AM
WOW!!! Janine thanks for pointing out your VERY creative little trick with the words!! I love the one line you started out with, QUOTE Before I met you I was a mere shadow of myself It just stuck out because I can relate to that one line! The closing, QUOTE So strong is this feeling of oneness Our lives are entwined forever more Until we find each other again remember Love I still believe ..... will conquer all It still shows hope....good write here Janine very good! Shannon
Jeff			7/29/2005 7:58:14 AM
God! Janine! this is deep. I love this one line here, QUOTE My life was changed forever when You brushed against my soul ..... The title alone catches the reader right away and pulls you in. Good writing here!
Alaura dus			8/16/2005 5:44:44 AM
awww..Janine :) This is a beautiful Acrostic! Excellent job with this, both in form and message. ~Alaura
joelsz			8/16/2005 5:46:44 AM
Nicely constructed acrostic. Even nicer message. I remember all too well the search; the time when I was close to despair and the tremendous joy that came into my life when I found my love. I enjoyed this. A lot. Joelsz
Janine Daniel	janine@spinnys.com	www.spinnys.com	8/19/2005 9:39:09 AM
Nominated for Poem of the Week at Flowing Quills forum, 19/8/05
secret desire			8/19/2005 9:42:15 AM
Janine this sings the song all want to feel made me smile and sigh and SO glad that i can say.. i'm understanding this in so many ways Secret ^_^
whatup64106			8/19/2005 9:44:37 AM
Very nice acrostic :) enjoyed this
MysticWings575			8/19/2005 9:46:15 AM
Beautiful Acrostic Janine, very lovely indeed. Much enjoyed. ~Mystic~
poeticpiers			9/19/2005 4:03:00 AM
A message any man would be proud to read, congratulations M'lady. Ivor
SandDollar1			10/25/2005 10:59:11 AM
Janine, Your love poetry is inspirational. This one made my night. Annette

** Note from Dan: Both Poetic Piers (Ivor) and SandDollar1 (Annette) have long-since passed away, and were wonderful poets in their own rights.

Acrostic - A Cross Stick?

Acrostic - A Cross Stick?

07/22/2005


A poem where the first letter of every line
Creates a word reading down
Rather a clever way of doing it and
Often not immediately obvious but
Since a lot of people don't notice
This clever bit of brainery
It's still clever just the same now
Come and join me with this game

Acrostic!

©Janine Daniel

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

I wrote this so that I'd remember what this type of poetry is called and to have a bit of fun with it.


Comments:

Claud C Kluge	klugecc@earthlink.net	NA	7/23/2005 4:16:51 PM
You're right, Jannine. Don't you wish some of these other folks would join in? Cheers, Claud
lhrdina90			7/26/2005 3:24:19 AM
Once again Janine that is cool, I may have to give it a try.. Lori
Stephen			8/2/2005 12:18:18 PM
Okay...pretty neat idea, and I will give this a go.
Cheyanne			8/10/2005 12:17:55 PM
Love Little by little you break my heart in two Only you hold the key Viewing the depths of my inner soul Eternally I live in misery by the word called "love" That was not EASY! I thought I would give it a try! Great little excersice here Janine!
eternity7112			8/10/2005 12:19:20 PM
I will have to give this a go as well. Leave it to Miss Janine to get us to thinking! Shannon
Claire Lou			11/11/2005 5:55:32 AM
CLAIRE LOUISE Charging forth ideas in mind Like wise people here to find All around In their own way Rhyming words Each passing day Lots of stories to be told Of youth, the now & getting old Understanding Is the key Saves our souls Each of us free
crazyacet2			11/11/2005 5:56:55 AM
What A Day I Have Had. Who would have thought that I could be, Here right now, writing these words. A day like no other has befallen me. Time had no meaning, it is quite absurd. Any other day pale’s in comparison. Don’t try this day at home, A busy day as could be. You’d be better off on the road to roam. In no time at all I had no time. How I managed, I shall never know. Attitudes strained, personalities clashed. Very little money, for the time do I show. Even the chefs tempers seemed to crash. Here I am though, as faithful as ever. A little time that I use to write. Doesn’t this seem a little too clever. Jared Frazier
Claire Lou			11/11/2005 5:58:36 AM
TIME TO SAY GOODBYE True to others yet not ourselves In a state of fear, confusion, Much the same as when I were a child Each day providing more insanity Too much for one so young Only too little for one needing saving Summertime used to dance A bright circle of light surrounding every dawn Youth capturing its wonder Guarding us from ourselves Our souls slipping away Our hopes dripping through our fingers Draining like grains of sand Breathe and the dust fills our lungs Yet we continue to try Even though we know its too late!
Rich Roach			11/14/2005 4:59:04 AM
How do you make acrostics? I will try, Janine, for you. Just wait, and you will see As I now mimic what you do. No one teaches how a poet, In a few lines, choice and terse, (Not mentioning, the rhymes, of course,) Ends up with such a verse. :) Rich
Wanda Fable Weaver			11/14/2005 5:00:27 AM
Janine, don't laugh now at this try... rofl! Wanda With a smooth stroke of my pen Acrostic fun doeth begin Not enoungh time I now see Drawing Mr. Tweedle Dee And his treasured puss, Soo Lee WHO'S NEXT TO GIVE THIS A TRY???
jtb8817			11/14/2005 5:03:05 AM
Guess I'm next. Perhaps you'll find acrostics may On some occasion make your day. Each time you try you'll find it hard To quit, for every noted bard Resolves to demonstrate his skill. You know you'll always get a thrill. ----------------------------------------- Did you know that George Washington, better known as the Father Of Our Country, wrote acrostics? The following is attributed to him: From your bright sparkling Eyes I was undone; Rays, you have; more transparent than the Sun, Amidst its glory in the rising Day None can you equal in your bright array; Constant in your calm and unspotted Mind; Equal to all, but will to none prove kind, So knowing, seldome one so young you'll find. Ah! woe's me, that I should love and conceal, Long have I wished but never dared reveal, Even though severely Love's Pains I feel. Xerxes that great wasn't free from Cupid's dart, And all the great Heroes felt the smart. jtb

A Box of Moonlight

 

A Box of Moonlight

10/24/2000


He loves that I'm a winsome thing,
Who likes to roam at night,
He knows I feel the pull of the moon,
And he enjoys my innocent delight,
So when he wanted to show me,
How much he loves me dear,
He soared up to the heavens,
Bringing back a box of moonlight.

I opened the beautiful ornate box,
With sides all covered with jewels,
And moonbeams shone into my eyes,
Two languid, liquid pools,
Oh thank you my sweet darling,
I love your gift tonight,
Never before have I received such a thing,
As this box of pure moonlight.


By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

Who can resist going outside at night to gaze up to the heavens?


Comments:

Rachelle Wiegand	rwpoet@home.com		10/24/2000 8:25:25 AM
Janine, I loved this one so much! Such good use of descriptive words, and feeling. An exquisite gift. Very great poem! Neat! Rachelle
Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		10/26/2000 5:15:15 AM
As lovely a flight of fancy and warm heartedness as ever I've seen. This is honestly brilliant, Janine!
APoetsPerspective			10/26/2000 9:35:25 AM
The title caught my eye, since I love moonlight, so peaceful and as you conclude, so pure. A wonderful gift and a wonderful poem. -j
Philip G Bell	philip@bell-redbourn.freeserve.co.uk		10/26/2000 3:09:19 PM
Excellent Janine
Jillian Stone	jillian2486@hotmail.com		10/26/2000 3:12:02 PM
Oh this is PERFECT Janine, such a warm feeling went all over me when I read this. Good flow too. :) Jill
Minnetta			7/21/2002 10:33:43 AM
Oh how beautiful Janine :) I love this ;)
Charmed			7/21/2002 10:36:26 AM
Wow! A box of moonlight....how very, very cool!
Pam Drapala			7/21/2002 10:38:04 AM
Janine, Yes, very beautiful indeed! : )
Soul Reflections			7/21/2002 10:40:49 AM
Janine, it's been so long since I've read anything from you. And, I gotta tell ya' .... this poem was certainly worth the wait! It's BRILLIANT!!! I love everything about it!! The magic of moonlight captured so exquisitely!!! GREAT job! Debbie
SandDollar1			8/23/2005 5:44:18 AM
What lovely, romantic thoughts. I enjoy reading your work. Annette
joelsz			8/23/2005 5:46:02 AM
I do like your style Joelsz
Gala Of the Garden			8/24/2005 4:10:58 AM
Good choice of a gift! And it came beautifully wrapped in this poem!
Janine Daniel	janine@spinnys.com	www.spinnys.com	8/25/2005 3:41:16 AM
Nominated for Poem of the Week by Flowing Quills poetry forum, 25/8/05
poeticpiers			8/28/2005 3:53:46 AM
Tenderly whimsical My Lady. I'm sure Irene can spare a little moonlight for your pleasure.
janmew			8/28/2005 3:55:30 AM
A box of moonbeams! How romantic this is. :) Jan
lhrdina90			9/3/2005 3:54:18 AM
Janine, you as always have done a wonderful job with expressing such beautiful writing that you do... this made me feel so happy to read and as always puts a smile on my face and in my heart... way to go.
Gillywoowong			9/3/2005 3:56:08 AM
I felt the box of moonlight. I felt that it was so bright, and the gift was worth opening. Lovely writing once again. Love Gill
eternity7112			9/7/2005 8:43:01 AM
Ahhhhh....YES!!! I remember this one Janine. This was topic way back when! You did so well on this. I really do like the ending in this, QUOTE, Oh thank you my sweet darling I love your gift tonight Never before have I received such a thing As this box of pure moonlight BRAVO!!! Shannon

A Borrowed Heart

A Borrowed Heart

10/11/2000


I can live without my dignity,
I'll survive when we're apart,
But please give back to me this day,
My bleeding borrowed heart.

I never said you could keep it forever ..........

You act as if nothing's happened,
You're a fool to continue this farce,
I've given up trying to reason with you,
Give it back is all I ask.

It doesn't mean anything to you anyway ..........

You've not answered any letters,
I wrote to you last week,
What made you think you had the right,
My borrowed heart to keep.

Please I implore you, give it back .............

You can sit in your tower laughing,
All night for all I care,
But if you don't return it to me real soon.
Then Lestat, listen to me ... beware!

I'll find you in the daylight hours .............

While you're hiding in your chambers,
Asleep in death's repose,
I'll sneak in and get back my heart and yours,
And you'll never again transpose.

Well, two can play this game you know! .................


By: Janine Daniel

Comments:

Cheyanne			10/11/2005 4:24:49 AM
I really do like the opening, QUOTE I can live without my dignity, I'll survive when we're apart, But please give back to me this day, My bleeding borrowed heart. And the one line in between each stanza nice touch there. Great tribute here to Lestat he was a character you loved and hated! The whole poem flowed so well!
Justice Chikandamina	aki@utande.co.zw		10/11/2000 11:00:02 AM
A very powerful poem and also a good read. I read it a couple of times. Thumbs up to you Janine. -Justice
Timothy Ritter	tim6582@yahoo.com		10/11/2000 12:20:03 PM
I can relate to this Janine, Very good! Tim
Timothy Ritter	tim6582@yahoo.com		10/11/2000 12:31:20 PM
Oh yeah .... and I have lended mine out too many to count, this is the part in the poem that I can relate to all too well, I can live without my dignity, I'll survive when we're apart, But please give back to me this day, My bleeding borrowed heart. I never said you could keep it forever .......... Good stuff here! Tim
Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		10/11/2000 4:17:27 PM
There's a fantasy element involved here. It seems to me that Ive seen the name Lestat in a vampire story somewhere, and that would fit "sleeping in death's repose". I just do not remember where out of the many, many books, magazines, and short story anthologies I've seen this. Wonderful creativity, to play that part in so well it barely shows up. Lovely piece, both word & wit, Janine. My hat's off to you, Spinny gal!!
Philip G Bell	philip@bell-redbourn.freeserve.co.uk		10/12/2000 10:35:24 PM
Marvellous - boy I'm glad you are on this list! Well done!
Minnetta David	thespences@sympatico.ca		10/13/2000 6:57:27 PM
This poem really struck me. I feel like that a lot! Thank you for sharing :) Minnetta
Shiela			7/13/2005 7:08:01 AM
Janine, I love it.
Roger			7/13/2005 7:09:21 AM
I like that.. Great imagry. I hope, though, that this wasn't written in response to someone hurting you?
BobP			7/13/2005 7:12:36 AM
Reminds me of Edgar Allen Poe writings. Good to hear from you, has been a very long time.
Janiece			7/13/2005 7:14:09 AM
Damn girl! That's great! Thanks for sharing it with us and it's good to see you again!
Trisha			7/19/2005 4:20:01 AM
Cool poem....I usually don't like poems but I like this one. (nothing against you, I'm talking in general)
ThaPoeticFire			8/31/2005 9:32:06 AM
Janine , Great work ... Robert
Janine Daniel	janine@spinnys.com	www.spinnys.com	9/1/2005 9:17:28 AM
Nominated for Poem of the Week at Flowing Quills poetry forum, 1/9/05
Blueberry Kitten			9/1/2005 9:19:01 AM
Uniquely woven tale of revenge? If I can't have you no one can. A thin line between love and hate. A lot going on in this one.
whatup64106			9/1/2005 9:22:10 AM
This is very nicely done, creative and emotional, can relate with this.
MysticWings575			9/2/2005 2:24:04 AM
I really felt this one. Beautifully expressed Janine.
Pete Peru			9/2/2005 2:25:35 AM
Ahhh, love hurts....sometimes. Sweetly threatening...enjoyed, Pete Peru
Wanda Fable Weaver			9/2/2005 2:27:18 AM
Janine, You don't often hear the name Lestat, but I will tell you of a cat (real kitty) that has the name. Does that tell you something about the cat? This is a good write, and I must say, "Janine, I am fast becoming a fan of your poetry." Wanda
dragul angelas			9/3/2005 3:52:01 AM
i enjoyed the tale of a woman scorn a bleeding heart is more than a wooden stake mabye at the end we end up with the dust to dust its dark and brooding angelas
lanaia74			9/5/2005 2:32:43 AM
AWESOME, and very worthy of the nomination
morbid5656tripp89			10/13/2005 4:08:51 AM
thats so amazing. i could really kinda relate to that with one of my ex boyfriends. i have to say my mother was right you are one of the most talented writers ive ever seen. there is completely no words to tell how talently amazing you are. whoo! Tara
xXNitaXx			10/14/2005 5:15:03 AM
This is awesome Janine. I love the heart beating above the poem too. thumbsup! Nita
guardianofthenight			11/3/2005 5:32:16 AM
ahhhh...lestat, a character you can love and hate all at the same time. I think you captured him very well. Almost better than Anne herself! ~~AMY

A Bird's Nest in a Tree

A Bird's Nest in a Tree

06/05/2001


One day while I was out walking
Enjoying being in the sun
I saw a bright flash of colour
And thought this might be fun

I looked way up above my head
And saw what looked to me
In the fork of two strong branches
A bird's nest in a tree

I started to climb from branch to branch
And when I looked back down
Everything below me
Looked tiny on the ground

At last I reached the bird's nest
And much to my surprise
I saw three baby birds in there
And heard they're baby cries

I looked all around to find some food
To quieten their hubbub
Then on a leaf below me
I saw a fat green grub

I leaned right down to grab it
But just before I did
I lost my grip and then I yelped
While down that tree I slid

I fell ker-thump upon the ground
And rubbed my poor behind
While mother bird berated me
"You noisy human child!"

"See what you've done, you woke my chicks!"
She screeched and squawked at me
I saw a pretty Robin Redbreast
Then she flew off to catch their tea

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

A bit of fun writing for children at Literary Angels Writing club. It's written for children to read and enjoy, young and old :)

Comments:

Leigh	leigh@leighscorner.com	http://leighscorner.com/	6/5/2001 8:20:20 PM
Janine, I loved this!! It is so much fun! Thanks for the great climb! :)
Philip G Bell			6/5/2001 8:51:50 PM
Oh Janine, this is awesome and it takes a lot to get my awe in a some state! Magic! Fabulous! Philip
Kandyfan			6/5/2001 8:56:22 PM
This is a lively, spring poem, helping to free us inside! Your ideas are well expressed!
Janine Daniel			6/10/2001 9:17:24 AM
I won a writing for children, Topic contest - May 2001 with this poem.
Philip G Bell			6/10/2001 9:19:48 AM
What can I say - I loved this and it's a worthy winner - congrats!

A Betrayal of the Very Worst Kind

A Betrayal of the Very Worst Kind

From 10/24/2000

 

 
*This poem may upset or disturb certain people so
please read the comment below before you continue*

A small child crying ........ begging, imploring......
Please won't you let me in,
She just wants someone to love her,
And to understand she didn't know it was a sin.
Dark nights alone and scared lying in her bed,
Afraid of the shadows ....... wishing she were dead,
Crouched against the headboard shaking and afraid,
Jumping at every sound, hearing voices in her head,
Mournful cries, her arms reaching out for someone who's not there,
A young heart broken knowing there's no one who cares.

A betrayal of the very worst kind ...............

Hearing foot steps in the dark, terror numbs her brain ..........
Crying ...... begging, please....... not again, so ill she vomits from the terror,
As arms reach out, grasping, grabbing, she weakens from the strain,
Knowing in her pitiful mind it was all starting again,
Turning inwards, retreating, a place to hide inside where all is love and lightness,
And children feel no pain.

They said she was a bad girl, punished for her sins................

She screamed and cried and begged as pain seared her back,
So small, so alone with no one to soothe her wounds,
Hearing the voice screeching ....... telling her it was for her own good,
As the sound of his belt cut through the air ........... anticipating the whack.
Oh please, oh no...... she does not understand,
She's but a small child and he is a man,
Falling to the floor, no longer able to stand.

Blank stares, silent glares ........... anger at every turn,
Her arms held out imploring ........ it is love for what she yearns,
Standing in the shadows watching other children play,
Knowing she must be strong to live another day.

A nightmare of sickening clarity ................

I wake up from my sleep with echoes still pulsating in the air,
Tears upon my pillow, slowly becoming aware ........
I had the dream again, my heart is beating fast,
Clammy hands and shaking legs that cramp up when I move,
I cry hot tears that make no sense ........ I sound just like a child,
Feeling so lonely, yes ........... I think I must be mad,
I try to remember why I feel so sad ............. so bad, I can't........
I rest my weary head upon my tear streaked pillow,
Knowing there will be no more sleep tonight,
I turn my face towards my window and wait for the dawn's sunlight.



By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

This poem is about child abuse. It's a serious issue and I wasn't going to add it in here but then I thought, I will, because it's an issue that must be recognized so that we can ALL, as a whole, do something about it. My opologies to anyone I may upset by having included this poem.

Comments:

Rachelle Wiegand	rwpoet@home.com		10/24/2000 7:09:52 AM
I know the pain from where this comes. So traumatic, and yes, a lifetime of healing. It isn't pretty, but it is neccesary for healing. You are so strong to write your feelings this way. This is written so well, it is very haunting and gripping. Rachelle
Purnima	spurnima_98@yahoo.com		10/24/2000 7:51:28 AM
Oh my! This was soul-touching. Words can't tell what I feel. Purn'
Philip G Bell	philip@bell-redbourn.freeserve.co.uk		10/24/2000 8:00:10 AM
Phew! Your writing depth is so amazing Janine. I am lost for words.
Minnetta David	thespences@sympatico.ca		10/24/2000 8:03:28 AM
Crying endless tears....there are no words..... Minnetta
Funda Arsoy	oyaozel@superonline.com		10/24/2000 8:08:33 AM
Janine, I read your poem many times since yesterday. Can't keep myself from reading it. Very beautifully woven, touches deeply. You are a wonderful poet. I had a pretty rough childhood myself, and understand this sadness very well. Thank you. Funda
Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		10/26/2000 5:22:47 AM
Janine, I think this poem is very well written, but i wish often that our world never held such inspirations to write. Our children as people deserve better, as do those who follow. Well said.

A Bath In The Land Of Choclate

From 12/04/2000

I'm going to have a bath today,
In runny gooey chocolate,
I'll slide right in and roll around,
And then I'm going to rotate!

Upon my tummy I'll sink right down,
And blow some great big bubbles,
I'll kick my feet and churn it up,
Until that chocolate's doubled.

With dripping fingers I will wash,
My hair with gluggy goo,
I'll mould it into chocolate peeks,
And make a new hair do.

I'll wash my feet between my toes,
Then behind my ears and I'm done,
Next I'll go and sit outside,
To dry in the midday sun.

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

Hehehehe ......

Comments:

lhrdina90			10/12/2005 6:25:38 AM
LOL.. this is so good and just plain cute, you always put a smile on my face and in my heart. Sorry though I will have to decline on joining, I believe I would go into a diabetic coma..lol if I done that.. Thanks for a brighter day.. Lori
Prince of Errin			12/4/2000 10:03:30 AM
Chocoholic? Rolling on the floor laughing! Call Chocoholics Anonymous 0101010 just 1 more!
APoetsPerspective			12/4/2000 10:04:33 AM
What a riot Janine! And the picture too! And it all rhymns and is in "good taste"! (pun intended) -j
Pam Drapala			12/4/2000 10:15:40 AM
I just love this second poem. So cute. Hmmm, you must be a real lover of chocolate, right?
Mia Jennings	Mia@pconline.com		12/4/2000 11:56:41 PM
Oh my this was sooooooooo cute! This was a great read!! Thank you Mia
Claud	klugecc@jps.net		12/5/2000 9:32:07 PM
What a Gas!!!!! A CHOCOLATE BATH IS QUITE A TREAT ESPECIALLY FOR PRETTY MRS. PERHAPS, PERCHANCE, RESULTS WILL BE A MILLION CHOCOLATE KISSES. JANINE, YOU ARE TOO MUCH!!
Sue Allie	bttfly9@yahoo.com	www.geocities.com/bttfly9/	12/8/2000 4:54:50 AM
A wonderfully hilarious poem! You do it so well, Janine!
Rachelle Wiegand			12/10/2000 2:46:58 AM
This is great, Janine! Very funny!
Pamela Drapala			12/10/2000 2:48:46 AM
Cute, cute, cute!
Shannon Wendler			12/14/2000 7:36:55 AM
This is WONDERFUL! And funny! Good Job Janine! Shannon
Melly Moo	myattm@dnr.qld.gov.au		1/4/2001 4:22:10 AM
One can only dream of bathing in chocolate....... Ummm.... Well done ..... Loved it heaps...
Shari Neumann (age 9)			6/16/2001 5:46:46 AM
It looks like he's having a bath in sloppy poo! I can't stop laughing!
Tammy			10/13/2005 4:12:10 AM
This is GREAT! LOL Tammy
Cheyanne			10/14/2005 5:37:29 AM
YUMMY!!! But the pic........lol........oh man that is funny Janine! *Cheyanne*
Mindings			11/4/2005 11:39:34 AM
Er... About these bubbles? J9 you are a gem! Philip

I Have Been Given Permission To Post Janine's Poetry Here...

I was given permission by Janine's daughter Trudie to post her poetry here on this blog.

This is not for monetary reasons, I simply want my friend's work to remain available to the world, so that her talent can be remembered.

I will begin posting Janine's poetry here a bit at a time as I can.

Dan

Old Draft Recovered: Reocities.com - A project to Back Up Geocities.com:

Spinny's Original Castle was backed up here: http://reocities.com/SoHo/square/3468/page14a.html

At the top of the page, check out the ABOUT link. It's fascinating reading material.

Thank you for reading, and Happy Holidays!

Dan