Monday, May 29, 2017

A Long Incredible Life ( John F Kennedy )

Upon of his career was fulfilled and decent, how'd tall he has been, he waved his magnificent hand charmingly, his brilliant smiles brightened up like the sunlight, he fell in love with his family every time since his happy heart was relieved and calm, he watched his children grown up so fast indeed, even his grandchildren to see and saw from his fantastic eyes in the world of all time, especially his favorite wife he love the best of his lifetime and lifestyle moment to be, he walked his own footsteps very proudly strong and proud, his love and romances kept him alive and well a rest of his beloved days can be happier than ever, he always been much more royalty he has in several years ago since then, but the love of his uproarious and American people who love him like a brother to them forever and ever, but on that day of Sunday, May 29, 2017 during the Memorial Day Service, he kept his spirit of honor and encouragement to the nationwide and worldwide, John F Kennedy who filled his own words from the inglorious heart of wisdom, he always been American hero before, he clapped his bare naked hand in tune upon the heaven land himself

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-29-17    

Friday, May 26, 2017

Kiss That Poem

Undo the wondrous part of life, you'll start to walk on top the mysterious land of mountains, it could be the Minnesota mountain at first, whatever and whatsoever who said kiss that, the old creek door was attached either direction to be open once again and again, someone and somebody told the amazing story within, it said out loud and clear, kiss that, you'd sat down pleasantly and calm and easy enough, how the wind of love will take off smoothly like the small and tiny yellowed bird, it would be as third in a charming moment out there, as many moonshine to lid up outrageously but modern, kiss that, the male wolf, the female wolf who gathered and  staring uplifted eyes like flies everywhere only at nightfall, they've got the magical kiss, the kiss to break the spell over and over, until then, they become human forever, the young couple who cherish the world to be alive and well in there completed, he talk to her straight through and throughout, kiss that, she talk to him exactly same thought, she said to him wonderfully and strong indeed, kiss that on the Minnesota mountain next to the moonlight was full enough, it shines them everywhere

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-26-17

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Once Was A Young Man Who Drinks His Can Of Miller Draft Light Beer

Once was a young man who drink his can of miller draft light beer on the righteous hand, he become the best drinkers of the world, especially the beer he actually drank and guzzled as it goes, his name was recalled and legend by Larry Miller himself alone, the best celebrity in Hollywood of all time straight through of history, he could be the funny man at heart, he walked to the old shady bar handsomely like in afternoon time, he would be nicest beloved man on earth to drink his Miller Draft Light beer in person beforehand, he was enjoying the day so far indeed, but Larry Miller who could drink any day long of his uprising moment to fame, he have many soft lovable hearts upon his own comic chest completed, the comedian who drink tons of it constantly, he never to get drunk of his life, he drank it for love and compassionate moment to him, he have million of beer jokes under his sleeve any direction

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-24-17

Friday, May 19, 2017

Astonishing Life

To be yourself, how pleasant it was and decent, a young and gorgeous man who regret of his life was fulfilled, he seeks his outgoing adventure, he called him Ace, he run and ran so fast enough, he kept his speed and need on the world class roadway track, he got the runner's leg, he never beg by his own first place heart, he'd sweat so easily like raindrops overhead, he kept his pace outstandingly and smart, he got it start straight shot, he check out his grooviest chart, he truly and honor by part, he came from the small country called Jamaica himself alone, he kept his journey come and goes either way, he smell upstream windy breeze, he got drunk of cold drink called Powerade any color of flavors, he sat down on the wicked bench for awhile or to, he never smoke one simple cigarette pipes and cigars too, he never have tattoo part of his body out there, he worked a full time at the flower shop couple of amazing years ago, he cherish the world of wonders before, he was brilliant dancer himself too, he also good at writing Jamaican poems after all and mankind, he worship his land his world his universe

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-19-17

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Spirituality Of Love, A Spanish Love

The Spanish moonshine came through at night, what a single delight on the center in earth, the diamond shape waterfalls were crashed and smashed away of sound to the underground level only at nightfall, something in mind and heart to overthink the progress and success, even more than less to begin the moment there, it's not ensure the mess into the lovable road and paths and trails everywhere but here, the story of beauty should be one best thing in life, the mountain of hope, the maintain of laughter, let it rain of love and honor, it runs like a shoo shoo train all the way to the end of Madrid, Spain, all the Spanish couples who cherish the secret land by one by one sweetly and tenderly, the spirit who compare the melody and harmony all together in one uproarious peace, they sat on the easygoing bench of warmth and cozy enough, someone who have compassion to fall in love all over and over, he brought the magic to him, the woman who put her eyes around him with courage, she felt her own breathless heart, the beauty of it, the Spanish woman who leaped and swept her prettiest feet in the world, the spirituality was flowing, the American man who worships her any day long, he fell in love with a Spanish woman forever, he kept his spirit well done and over easy in his magnificent path

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-17-17  

Refreshed of Art

As many and dozen of lakes were humongous and huge, the identical and odd looking trees were unstable, but unbelievable wind has blown in mastermind pieces everywhere, the American sunrise was even heatable of glazing and blazing straight through, at least the white danceable clouds can be medium size and easy, any colored of flowers and plants popped up slowly and steady as it goes forward and toward smoothly, the nameless bench could be more modern like, the priceless couple who enjoying the greatest adventure has begun and began to hear the lovable waves downstream and upstream too, the waterfall has crashed sound as thick and slick with rain coming down in southeast of Niagara Falls, how'd much dedicate it was and were, as billion of rainbows will shine to combine the straight line before, it sounded the best    

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-17-17

Sunday, May 14, 2017

That'll Be The Afternoon Blues

Summer Hill, California should be the best place in the neighborhood upon the decade in years, the parks were bigger than Texas, how wide and large it shall be out there, to threw and throw many baseball football softball catchers among the thickest wind has occurred either direction, the sunrise was truly glazing and blazing of heat, it feels like burnt meat, the young intelligent boy said that'll be the, would've be the, could've be the, okay he admitted to say is, That'll Be The Afternoon Blues.... he warship the world of jazz in his brightest soul ever been told, he's not that too old, he feels  happier and stronger than anything he imagine or thought of life, he doesn't need a single wife in his palm of his cutest hand on the land, he played his Band of upbeat percussion drums, he live the quiet uptown apartment building, he wrote jazz table poems onto his laptop computers like a huge and humongous lines and verbs, he got the spice to it, the woman who came in, he actually twirl her enchanted, he said to her should've to be the, he told her before in person, he said That'll Be The Afternoon Blues after all honey, she said to him kiss me, but he actually did right there onto the living room on the outgoing Couch handily indeed

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-14-17

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

The Moment Of Las Vegas, Nevada

That afternoon day, it seemed the hottest ever live, the world biggest hotel and motel were huge enough, especially the casinos everywhere, we walked through the mysterious town before, the city was very humongous place ever been told, the people there very kind and friendly, hit into the pool and hot tub constantly, we went out to the bar themselves, grabbing iced cold beer or to only at night time, to see and saw brilliant shows, totally entertain, we gambled of life, the sunrise and sunset were outrage of beauty, the warm breeze was kicking in, especially at night when the full and excited moon lid up proudly, check on extreme shops and taken the best gangster photos too, we traveled by car to the desert walk to see breathtaking adventures, sometimes to wear something like pants and shorts, that's the moment i known before, it seemed very tropical weathers there, totally awesome sites to look at, easy on shopping around in the neighborhood in Las Vegas, Nevada, it's a awesome place to hangout and having fun every single minute long gone

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-10-17

Monday, May 8, 2017

The Summer Of Love Poem

Upon the day, when the young bright chick, she click her heals together as more then once or twice, she adore to lick all that Barbecue sauce of her Buffalo wild wings onto the luxurious mouthful lips complete, it seemed very tang of spice, she ate those things about seven delicious wings constantly nonstop action, she believe in summer of love, she warship to licked her scrumptious fingertips herself too, at the modern restaurant she was crazy for, she admitted that, her bib was very messy at first, she got the old fashion napkin to wipe her enchanted and prettiest face and buttermilk hands too, her heart leaped through it, she payed the bill, she walked to the finest hillside town, she hear some incredible band was playing on the mid-afternoon day at the Manhattan, New York public park out there, The Bangles were jammed onstage before, she boogie and woogie all day long, she's a dancing fool, that was back into the eighties were upper and lower in years since, this woman who believe the band of songs actually upbeat, she meant the young and vibrant man who dance with everyday long in rhythm, she wink at him charmingly, she said to him the summer of love, he told her exactly indeed

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-8-17  

Sunday, May 7, 2017

The Warmest Day, When The Springtime Has Gone Before

Especially the wind was blowing like crazy enough, when the sunlight beams down like so, until the sunflower rises up and re-birth, the little honey bees were landed on top the yellowed shape flower, it buzzed so quick, what a cutest kick, not many mosquitoes bugs ants horseflies and at least the fireflies at night when the bonfire sparks in flames, as many lovebird couples were gathered closely indeed to tell uplifted  and romantic stories are very true, they've sat on chairs everywhere but here, it looks like the modern times in middle of sixties, one beloved boy who meant his woman at the statue garden, she work there, she was magnificent sculpture maker, she said its true, but the man i loved, i meant him at the fabulous hotel, he worked as a housekeeper himself, that one night, the boy who take her out a first date of our lives fulfilled, we saw a movie together, we never talked about marriage, we held hands each other, we live wonderful life, we ate medium size popcorn and two large drinks in the middle row uplifted seats, we saw and see, Mary Poppins, truly and honored of entertainment, we never have children, we're in love forever and ever, we have many romances under their sleeves before, The End, all their friends and family were clapped away on the perfect of all time straight, It's a  marvelous moment ever since

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-7-17    

The Poem Is Like A Open Book

It looks like when someone out into the ordinary to write things on the Pennsylvania Dutch paper, it nudge the moment to seek, knowledgeable to educate as a poetic road and street to combine the writers would be very deep and purred and occupied, the legend who regret to write like the young Pennsylvanians before hand, they've write on the right and on the left either direction, depends the rhythm on the word to describe, all the perfect citizens around the world  to re-opened the book, to fill up the line completely of love beauty and compassionate, something inside of your precious gut and mind and heart to get out the pencil the pen, and to start to write things down to feel much better then ever, it feels something to released the moment, the righteous skill  to write it nonstop constantly, it will be astonishing book to read thoroughly in Pennsylvania, the spirituality the laughter of lightening bolts coming throughout, the tears of love and heart onto the sunny side up

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-7-17

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Only One Country Called Rome, Italy

Especially the romantic places in earth, something is truly big and tall, even the parks were extraordinaire, the open and wide ocean can be extreme measures, the history was become and became legend, the culture and nature was coming of age, by the Empire was even stronger then ever in this opportunity to give the power and cherish their uprising land, lot of amazing people who poured many hearts, eventually when someone who regret of love beauty and passion in the mix therefore, but the buildings were humongous and huge, even the houses and apartments can be old fashion and style, the countryside of Rome, Italy should be honored and encouragement of royalties and loyalties in their kingdom, but their unbelievable wisdom's were blessed and thankful, all the countries like Rome, Italy is and was in lifetime achievement, it'll blow them away so easily, , the I whom came from Italian, the busiest roads and streets can be the savviest neighborhood after all and mankind. lot of mythologies to bring up the brilliant stories in hand, the delicious and scrumptious food always been very tasty, how many young lovebirds to have their easiness before then, falling in love is like sweeping broomsticks and mops were enchanted day and night wonderfully

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-6-17  

Friday, May 5, 2017

One Wishful Dream Poem

You discovered the moment, you recovered the mystery and adventure of love to sent to and from in earth and planet, a woman's fate who closed her magnificent eyes, her hands were hanging loose, she imagine to walk at the classy place called Jacksonville, Kentucky beach with her bare peaceful naked feet, she meant this incredible man in her upbeat dreams fulfilled of destinies successful but kind, she adore to swept her luxurious feet out stunningly during the afternoon day, her smiles lid up perfection and easygoing breathlessly, one touch one kiss one date can save the entire nationwide, she fall deeply in love in a hot plate, she believe her true romances before hand, she written the dreamiest poem to him, he got blushed and flushed away, onto that night, she fell asleep heavenly, she got up in mid-afternoon day at the park herself, her wish was coming true as blue anytime frame, the young beloved man came to the park to saw his woman to be, he kissed her when the birds were chirping, he'd put his righteous arm around her shoulders, he told her i love the poem you written to me, he and she went to Starbucks to grab two flavored and tasty smoothies, they sat outside, it seemingly blossomed, he got her something in his Spring jacket, he give that to her surprisingly, she open it, he said to her romantically, he held her uproarious hand, you could be a perfect wife to me, can you married me, he make your wish coming true, she got up and sat his lap, she kiss him to death, her answer was yes out loud and clear and so dear, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-5-17    

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Rocky Stone Trail Poem

It could be longer then ever, the paths were astonishing, the statehood bricks was made in China, very modern and classy, it would be wider and widest, the color can be brighter to imagine, when someone was walk bicycle roller skate skate board, and plenty of more, how smooth it will be out there, all that humongous trees were big enough, the grass is firmed and soothingly on the side of fabulous rocky stone trail, it smells even sweeter then anything, there was narrow bridge trail goes with it to, how'd tallest onto the nearest upstream river, but the stage whom played the band called the Lady Antebellum into the grand opening of Rocky Stone Trail Park themselves before, they have billion of benches were truly and deeply antique, eventually the statue fountain can be unique of style within and indeed, the small town parks like this, it held at the town into the Oklahoma, Tennessee, the park willing to be warmhearted place to hangout by families friends and love ones too

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-3-17

Monday, May 1, 2017

A Beautiful Lady, One Lady Who Warship Her Love

Once upon a time ago,  she walk to the Brooklyn, New York park herself alone, her happiness was fulfilled, she sat her outgoing bench when the sunshine was getting brighter then ever, the wind the breeze were blown gently and wise, her precious heart was beating wonderful sound, she can smell the delicious trees and grass, especially the yellowed shape flowers was bloomed and blossomed, hearing the Hudson River waves were big and large, even the birds actually chirping upon the sky high, even the Crows Hawks Ravens and plenty of more, her love was flowing and soaring gracefully indeed, her land her world her fantasy can be refreshed, she read her favorite magazines in the nationwide, she meant a wealthiest man who walked to the park himself  handsomely, she believe in romance and true love in a flash of her scrumptious bone of her body, she warship the best of him sweetly and tender, this young and upbeat lady who have fantastic name, Rice, and her man she warships for, his name was and were Trevor, she and he are in love like a heartbeat, Rice was over drooled of him completed because she's crazy in love, she swept her luxurious and precious feet of hers nonstop action to satisfaction, and he exactly same thought to as she is, Trevor was warships her any day long too

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-1-17