To write out a poem, is easy for me, they roll through my fingers as quick as can be.
So to set out a price seems crazy and hard, which is why I'm including them in any gift card.
But if you just need a poem for any old day, and would like to ask me how much you should pay,
All I can tell you is it's up to you, whatever it's worth, is what will be due.
If you don't like your poem don't pay a thing, but if you do like your poem then high praises do sing.
For word of mouth is worth more than a dollar, so if you need a poem, please give me a holler!

Give Me A Subject, Any Subject.  A Title, A Word, A Phrase
And see how quickly it draws attention, Poetry Really Pays!

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  The Traveling Texans 
Copyright 2005
T'was the center of Texas we were driving through,
When the fog came down as thick as pea stew
When the night was eternal, the stars were asleep,
The moon had gone down but the sun hadn't peeped.
 
We were making our way to the north and the west,
Driving for hours, we were doing our best
A caravan trailing bringing the rear,
We were the leader, so no body fear
 
We started our trek in the mid of the night,
We had miles to pass with no end in sight
Hours to get there, time frames to break,
Friends to visit and tradeshows to make.
 
About seven-o-clock the sun starts to rise,
And it brightens the road to our weary old eyes
And it clears up the fog and it brightens the land,
And it lifts up the spirits of our three-car band.
 
About nine in the morning our stomachs aware,
The sound of it growling was quite a big scare
We searched for a restaurant, but none in the land,
It's the middle of nowhere just a lot of white sand
 
So we're poking along. We're leading the pack,
It's a one-way shot and we can't go back
It's a test of our skills our will power too,
And we all must make it; we've got to get through...

Due to the length and time it took to write this poem,
If you would like to read the rest of this story,
please contact:
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T'was the night before Christmas
and all through our house,
Sounds of Beni rang out
as he chased his toy mouse.
Lady was nestled all snug on her couch, Dreaming of cookies as her tootsies stretched out.
Tucker bounced playfully
so light on his paws,
As Quackers his chew toy
squeaks out from his jaws.
Our turtles swim slowly looking out from the water,
Saying their prayers that the weather'll get hotter.
Bert's on his phone just talking away, looking forward to presents he'll get Christmas Day.
I look out the window at the sparkling lights,
A rainbow of colors filling the night.
I say one last thing as I turn out the light,

Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good night!                                       
Copyright 2004

A Mission of Ambition

I'm standing by my window sill,
a dream that is so real
ambitions towards an uptown life,
a classy kind of feel.
One day this view, it shall be mine,
some day my dream will shine
fore if this dream exists in me;
it's part of the grand design.
It takes true perseverance
to succeed in all your goals,
one of which; to find true love,
a love within your souls.
Within this life you've found each other,
a devotion worthy of:
adoration and affection,
to share your growing love.
Your anniversary is the perfect time
for expressing your affection,
 it's obvious the two of you
have quite a deep connection.
So we send congratulations;
and heartfelt wishes too,
for joyful happy years ahead
in everything you do!
 
Copyright 2006, Kathleen J. Shields 

Father's Day Poem

 Imagination is key when thinking about you,

 so much to the person, so much, who knew?
 
 A typical man in a typical time,
 wouldn't know what to say in this silly ol' rhyme.
 
 Your an amazing man and a pretty great dad,
 which is why this day makes me so glad,
 
 For it truly is the best day of the year,
 when it comes to the father I hold so dear.
Christmas Gift - Bath Basket
 
With the holidays fast approaching, so much on your mind,
make some time for yourself this year, sit back and then unwind,
 
let go, put your feet up and soak a bit,   relax and take comfort in this:
"This basket is filled with the reason, to have a very enjoyable season! 

When I think of all of the things you do; the ways in which you care,

I'm filled with a sense of gratitude and pride that's always there.

I seldom take the time to tell you what's really in my heart

so let me tell you thank you for the wisdom you impart.

Thank you for the love you give, the kind words and every prayer.

Thank you dad for listening and showing me that you care.

Thank you dad for everything, you're a man I can admire,

you're the one that I look up to for all ideas you inspire.

Copyright 2006, Kathleen J. Shields 

My Grandparents are so special. 
Their love knows no bounds.

A MISSION OF AMBITION
 
Iím standing by my window sill, a dream that is so real
ambitions towards an uptown life, a classy kind of feel.
One day this view, it shall be mine, some day my dream will shine
fore if this dream exists in me; itís part of the grand design.
It takes true perseverance to succeed in all your goals,
one of which; to find true love, a love within your souls.
Within this life youíve found each other, a devotion worthy of:
adoration and affection, to share your growing love.
Your anniversary is the perfect time for expressing your affection,
 itís obvious the two of you have quite a deep connection.
So we send congratulations; and heartfelt wishes too,
for joyful happy years ahead in everything you do!
 
© Copyright 2006, Kathleen J. Shields 

A room takes on a special warmth whenever they're around

For sixty years they've shared their love, six decades they embark

on a relationship paired by God; two hearts alive with spark.

I look at them and all their love, and I pray to God above

that in my life I have that chance to be so fortunate of.

This anniversary takes dedication, a strength and caring bond

I guess that's why it's represented by the flawless diamond.

So be proud in this accomplishment, it truly is exceptional

you offer us a lot of hope, and to me that is just wonderful.

Copyright 2006, Kathleen J. Shields 
 
An All-American Cowboy
By:  Kathleen J. Shields Published in the Literary Magazine 1996
 
He wakes up in the morning after a short and restless night
And dresses for the day ahead and the fast up-coming fight.
He knows that what he needs tonight is to try his best to win,
But knowing it's the championship, he'll compete with many men.
A special buckle gold and bright and a pot of money, too,
Is the prize for a ride eight seconds long - this he plans to do.
He showers, shaves and shines his boots, and gathers up his gear,
Then grabs his hat, heads out the door & makes one stop for beer.
It seems like forever that he's waited in line to enter his name & age.
He checks the draw and sees 13: the bull is 'Filled with Rage'
He stares down that giant bull to prove just who's more tough,
But the bull turns 'round, lifts its tail and dumps on all his stuff.
Yet, that won't stop this cowboy from winning all that dough,
The dream of winning that buckle keeps screaming "Go Man Go!"
His name's called, and he starts to shake, as he walks up to the pin,
And he climbs aboard that one-ton brisket and ties himself in.
The bulls already kicking, determined to knock him off,
But this cowboy grips his bull rope tight and yips with a tiny cough.
Thunderbolt and whiplash spinning, that bull's rearin' to kill,
But this cowboy won't give up the rope, till he gets his 8-second fill.
One hand holds his butt upon that giant prime rib steak,
The other hand is high and proud for points he needs to make.
His eight seconds are over now, he lasted pretty long,
He might have made champion, if his guess isn't wrong.
He chain smokes while waiting, grabs a brewsky in a cup,
Then sits back and waits for the board to light up.
Third place is Johnson, second is Thor,
Then they pause for a second to tally the score.
"We had a tie for first place, but due to a spin,
one lucky ol' cowboy will be taking the win."
And the pot of money, and championship buckle goes to...
 
Copyright 1995, Kathleen J. Shields 
All rights reserved. No part of this poem may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the author.
 

The Purple Purpose a Lion's Club Poem

This is a new fully illustrated children's book written in poetry format that is sure to tickle your senses as you get to know Hamilton troll this delightful new character and join him through his many adventures.

   

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