British tea cast adrift
In sixteen seventy-three, in Boston's embrace,
A protest arose, a bold act took place.
Colonists, weary of taxation's cruel sting,
Against British rule, in defiance, they'd swing.
December's chill graced the Boston night,
A harbor scene painted in revolutionary light.
No representation, yet taxes so steep,
Fueled a rebellion, no longer asleep.
Three hundred forty-two chests in the sea,
British tea cast adrift, a powerful decree.
No submission to acts that unjustly bind,
The Boston Tea Party, a mark on the mind.
An echo resounded through history's halls,
A catalyst brewing for liberty's calls.
In the lead-up to revolution's solution,
This act stood strong, a fervent contribution.
December 9, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop
An old country boy
My name is Mark. I’m just an ole country boy.
My heart He filled April 26, 2021, with rhyming joy
God showed up and gave the gift of rhyming to me
I now share it with all who listen for His Beauty to see
MarkWaldrop
Mark’s Email ke7wa@juno.com
Mark graduated from Park City High School in Park City, Kentucky in 1964. He then attended Arizona State University before returning home to join the Family Funeral Business. In 1968, He graduated from The Kentucky School of Mortuary Science in Louisville, Kentucky.
With a career spanning over 50 years, Mark served in the Funeral Care Industry until his retirement in 2014.
Aside from his professional pursuits, Mark had various interests. He developed a passion for flying and obtained his Private Pilot's License during his senior year of high school. Another area of interest for him was Amateur Radio, and now holds the Extra Class Amateur Radio License KE4WA. He actively participates in several Christian Nets and serves as the Net Control for the 8 Am Bible Fellowship Net on 7188 Mhz every Thursday morning. More information about this can be found at bfn2.net. He is also active on the 7240club.com at 10 Am E & Ambassadors for Christ Net afc7280.com 2 Pm E both on KJ4TN remote.
Following his retirement in May 2014, Mark began his journey as a poet in Moncks Corner, South Carolina. He is an active member of the South Carolina Poet Society and credits God for his rhyming abilities. Words started flowing for Mark on April 26, 2021, and have continued ever since. He invites others to read, enjoy, and meditate on his poetry
Mark’s Email ke7wa@juno.com
The old farm ain't what it used to be
Much more complicated now, you see
Expensive air-conditioned tractors and the like
Even the farmers are known to go on strike
Even purchasing expensive fertilizer now
Mules dispensed it for free behind the plow
Well, these times ain't what they used to be
I guess it's better in the long run for you and me
October 23, 2023
MarkWaldrop
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An Ethiopian Legend of many Centuries ago
Tells of a strange bean and where it does grow
It has been traced to the ancient Coffee Forest on the Ethiopian Plateau
Goat herder Kaldi noticed the goats, after eating, exhibited quite a show
Becoming anxious and did not sleep at night
Causing the Goat Herder Kaldi quite a fright
Kali reported his concerns to the Abbott of the Local Monastery
The Abbott made a tea that kept him from becoming quite weary
Accrediting this to the discovery of the Coffee Bean of today
Drinking many cups of a morning makes me anxious all day
October 22, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Give bees a chance and let them do their thing
Without pollination, we would not have many things
The Queen Bee has an internal desire
To carry out her work as God requires
Cut down on pollution and pesticides
That in this world bees may reside
God created Bees to continue His Creation
For that very reason, we are under a great obligation
October 22, 2023
MarkWaldrop
I once was caught sneakin around
I was so embarrassed I’d been found
Momma told me no sneakin around
If I’d listened, I wouldn't been hauled downtown
If you doin' what yo suppose to, don't have to sneak around
I must say it kept me from gettin' shot to the ground
October 14, 2023
MarkWaldrop
The cool quiet and the calm of an early morning dawn
The serenity of the moment brings to mind a Psalm
Psalm 131: I have calmed and quieted my restless soul
Awakening early to see Your Majestic Scenes unfold
How Great Thou Art, Oh Lord, Your Creation beyond words
Only explainable through the Heavenly sound of the birds
Thank You, God, for Your beautiful creation
That brings peace of mind and exultation
September 30, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Inspired by John Becton
In the sky, a squadron strong and bold,
A hundred F-35s, gleaming gold.
Yet one dared wander far astray,
From the ninety-nine, it chose to stray.
But the military, with hearts so true,
Left the ninety-nine, their mission in view.
They searched the skies and land so wide,
For the one that chose to leave their side.
And when they found it, a lonely sight,
Their F-35 returning, late in the night
For in that moment, they came to see,
The one that was lost was meant to be
So, like the parable's lesson profound,
In unity and care, strength is found.
For the one that wandered, they cherished more,
In the skies of unity, they'd forever soar.
Created by
MarkWaldrop
Have you ever had a meltdown hurling angry words erupting strong feelings?
Revealing emotions so strong there is no possible way of earthly healing.
A word flung in anger can never return.
Hitting its mark, you can hear the sizzle and burn.
Count to ten. Be careful what you say.
You never know who is packing today.
July 10, 2023
MarkWaldrop
A little taste of Glasgow I can remember from long ago
The Curley Cues from The Tastee Freez made my saliva flow
The "Dairy - O", A foot-long chili dog, and curly fries were hard to beat!
You could have very little money and get a lot to eat
The Big Boy from Jerrys Drive-in
Everyone came to cruise around again and again
The Hamburger from J.J. Newberry’s tasted so good
The ladies behind the counter gave you extra when they could
George J’s Mexican Burgers were at the top of the list
Followed only by the Chuckwagons at the Hospital we were so blessed
The Candy Case at Newberry's was Heaven sent
With too many visits off to the Dentist, I went
The old tastes from yesteryear are the best I must say
They bring a tear to my eye I wish they could have stayed
I thank God every day
For the memories He sends my way
June 6, 2023
MarkWaldrop
