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Bucket List, Additions Pending

I saw the hilarious movie with Morgan Freeman, and now I’ve started following and reading http://bucketlistpublications.org/ and I thought perhaps a Bucket List poem might be fun for me to write.  Maybe you have a bucket list of suggestions I might like to aim for as well.  This may turn out to be an epic poem.  I have a lot of wishes for before I kick the bucket.


Bucket List, Additions Pending

I’d like the time and money to travel and to stay at home,
I’d like to bring my family, and find places to be alone,
The canals in Venice, The palace, the Royal Albert Hall,
Cruise and tour the coffee belt, sampling them all, 

From Colombia to Kenya, Borneo to Brazil,
See the Louvre and pray in Clermont-Ferrand cathedral,
The Hunterian Museum and Art Gallery,
Have a pint of Guinness fresh from the brewery,

Dance a Muñeira with bota of wine, none spilt,
Play Bagpipes while wearing a genuine kilt,
Learn to play guitar, write some novels, own and play a violin,
Read everything I want and then discoveries, then read again

Listen to classical and classic music’s chords
Visit castles, museum grottoes, see armor and swords,
Grow a garden, have a greenhouse, my own coffee trees
Have a neighbor trade his honey, fresh from the honeybees, 

North Carolina and Washington apples from tree to tree,
Fresh fruit and bread from Pennsylvania and Paris,
Tea in Japan and China, Turkish coffee, capturing the scenes,
A worldwide tour is needed, to survey all the cuisines,

Then to tour the worlds of art and dance and song,
From Kiev to Kansas and around again, so long!
There are my servant wishes, that the Earth would find peace,
Learn to get along, to share, find cures for all disease,

And end murder and violence, crime, starvation and greed,
Time to fish, rest by a fireplace, and did I mention, read?
Time to spend with family, time to love my wife, well,
The way she loves me and keeps me under that magic spell,

And finally the wishes I wish from my love, so true,
(Discreet, I won’t write all of those down here to share with you,)
So many things more I’m wishing for, complete with ribbons to untie,
This could take quite while!  I’ve got no time to die!


A beautiful woman sings with soothing, deep alto,
Then amazes with range to sing crystalline soprano,
Her light brown skin shines blinding in the spotlights,
Impossibly curvaceous.  How I love these nights!

Breathing deep, resonant tones shine from
Her voice box, her shapely perfection;
I would choose an alto, over a thousand others
With high-pitched, squeaking, tinny registers.

A piece of intricate, hand carved, wooden jewelry
She holds tightly to her chest, engraved for beauty
Suspended in place with four silver strings.
My bow dances merrily, and my viola sings.