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Cancun 2004

Year was 2004,

walked on Cancun’s

sandy shore.

Yes, the Carribean

was outside my door.

Looking at the green blue sea,

amazed that it’s in front of me.

Going downtown to see the stores,

place is filled with history and lore.

Then North wind did start to blow,

off to Playa del Carmen we did go.

Driving down the dirty road,

manufacturing plant of Coca Cola.

Arriving in this little beach town,

driving on brick stone ground.

Spotting a McDonalds that looked

original and quaint,

On other road artwork displayed

by artists who did paint.

Now I did swim when I was there,

many people laying everywhere.

After that we visited Cancun

next day around high noon.

Once again,

photos taken

by my friend.

Heading back to the states,

we missed the Super Bowl

because we were late.

It was the year that Janet’s

top revealed her tattoo,

she should of taped

it with superglue.

Since then Cancun

had a hurricane,

place rebuilt

money regained.

Glad I went there when I did,

will go back when I have a kid.

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.24,2011

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Cancun 2004

Year was 2004,

walked on Cancun’s

sandy shore.

Yes, the Carribean

was outside my door.

Looking at the green blue sea,

amazed that it’s in front of me.

Going downtown to see the stores,

place is filled with history and lore.

Then North wind did start to blow,

off to Playa del Carmen we did go.

Driving down the dirty road,

manufacturing plant of Coca Cola.

Arriving in this little beach town,

driving on brick stone ground.

Spotting a McDonalds that looked

original and quaint,

On other road artwork displayed

by artists who did paint.

Now I did swim when I was there,

many people laying everywhere.

After that we visited Cancun

next day around high noon.

Once again,

photos taken

by my friend.

Heading back to the states,

we missed the Super Bowl

because we were late.

It was the year that Janet’s

top revealed her tattoo,

she should of taped

it with superglue.

Since then Cancun

had a hurricane,

place rebuilt

money regained.

Glad I went there when I did,

will go back when I have a kid.

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.24,2011

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Cancun is the only place I've ever visited outside America.

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South Beach 2000

It was the year 1999,

traveling with a virgin

who complained all the time.

I told him lets celebrate

the millennium straight up like helium.

It was such a hoot,

I walked the beach,

was in photo & video shoots.

Yes, then we walked the street,

everyone was driving the beat.

Heard Madonna was there,

pissed off in her car because of

traffic everywhere.

Walking saying “Happy New Year”

to everyone,

having so much fun

on the millennium.

Then at corner I did stop

where photographer was

so I posed for a shot.

I told him me and Melodie

would be famous one day,

He shook my hand and walked away.

Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.21,2011

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Home For Christmas

I’m in Mexico wouldn’t you know,
tropical and lushes with no snow.
Natives are friendly with smiles abound,
it is a quaint old little town.
Beautiful colorful paintings fill the store,
little dragon sculptures made from great lore.
Beach is filled with tourists with tans,
all talking and chatting on the sand.
Can’t to get back in the States,
Christmas is coming and I can’t wait.
I will see my cousins who anticipate,
my new children’s story that is up to date.
Maybe by next year I will have all my ducks in a row,
then I can travel around the world with books that glow.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on December 7,2011

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Memphis 2006

Springtime in Memphis Tennessee,

traveling with friend

last named pronounced Lee.

Stopping at a coffee bar,

taking photos with local star.

Then going to river named Mississippi,

taking sideway photos of Melodie.

Then off to Elvis’s daughters plane,

“Lisa Marie” across from Graceland.

Brick wall with graffiti by fans for the King,

just plain writing with no sparkling bling.

Elvis's mansion surrounded by gate,

store nearby with Elvis plate.

And of course an Elvis toy,

given as gift for girl or boy.

Razel did take photo with King,

she got a kiss, but wanted a fling.

Then up north from there is downtown,

we stopped and listened to Jazz all around.

Razel took photos with 'singers of the blues',

she posed sideways with no shoes,

singers laughing totally amused.

Then Razel took a 1 hr snooze,

while driving to Florida to get on a cruise.

Memphis was fun don’t get me wrong,

this is the place where Elvis still sings his songs.

Written by Christina Sunrise on March 4,2011

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Photography Is Kin’s Thing

At the Lake Street Painting festival I did meet,
a photographer named Kin who is really sweet.
He shot photos of my princess on sidewalk not street.
being a rogue artist the sidewalk was the place,
that I decided to use my chalk to paint.
Paint a small square by the Hummingbird hotel,
Kin shot great photos of Sarah Star not Mel.
Since then Kin shot photos of my painting 3x5,
also castle scene painting this year with keen eye.
We went to wildlife Wakodahatchee Wetlands by Jog,
we photographed birds, alligators and frogs.
Kin visited me at the Royal Art & Music Fest,
photos he took turned out best above all the rest.
Kin says he’s my fan, and never charges a fee,
he supports all artists like cartoonist like me.
Thank you Kin
for being a great photographer and friend.

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Mardi Grass New Orleans

Driving down highway 95,
going to New Orleans before night.
It was too late,
we went the wrong way,
we were heading east to Savanah that day.
In town we finally did arrive,
at least it wasn’t in the morning at five.
Next morning I went to downtown,
beads where being thrown all around.
Children threw me beads my way
they sparkled and shined I have to say.
Brought them back to MN state,
children I played with said they were great.
Some kept them hidden from me,
that’s o.k. they have found memories.
Now I have to visit once again,
get more beads to send to friends.

Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 3,2011
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Memphis 2006

MEMPHIS 2006

Springtime in Memphis Tennessee,

traveling with friend

last named pronounced Lee.

Stopping at a coffee bar,

taking photos with local star.

Then going to river named Mississippi,

taking sideway photos of Melodie.

Then off to Elvis’s daughters plane,

“Lisa Marie” across from Graceland.

Brick wall with graffiti by fans for the King,

just plain writing with no sparkling bling.

Elvis's mansion surrounded by gate,

store nearby with Elvis plate.

And of course an Elvis toy,

given as gift for girl or boy.

Razel did take photo with King,

she got a kiss, but wanted a fling.

Then up north from there is downtown,

we stopped and listened to Jazz all around.

Razel took photos with 'singers of the blues',

she posed sideways with no shoes,

singers laughing totally amused.

Then Razel took a 1 hr snooze,

while driving to Florida to get on a cruise.

Memphis was fun don’t get me wrong,

this is the place where Elvis still sings his songs.

Written by Christina Sunrise on March 4,2011

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Key West 2004

Year was 2004
went to Key West,
not a bore like before.
I posed next to a gold man,
with cool planet painting in hand.
Then posed with a parrot,
while owner holds a carrot.
Went to strip club up the stairs,
all the soldiers where there who stared.
Went to restaurant wearing a pink hat
next to an artist at bar is where I sat.
Artist painted me in my pink hat,
really quick and really fast.
Took photos with him and my friend,
still have painting, needs no stand.
Then went to beach to get a tan,
It was warm I layed on sand.
Then I ate at pancake place,
It was fun, I ate and ate.
Have to go back at later date,
I hear Fantasy Fest is great.

(August 30, 2011)

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Born On April 18th

The year was 1997,

I was in LA and it felt like heaven.

Driving around with Chucky

to see the movie stars,

all of the mansions in hills very far.

Now we came up to Tom Cruise’s place,

a security guard was outside the gate,

he did not see us, but that was O.K.,

years later Tom’s daughter Suri would be

Born on my 40th birthday.

Another baby would be born at Suri’s hospital down the hall,

Brook Shield’s daughter Grier was born kind of small.

Also late night comedian with a crazy style,

Conan O’Brien will make you laugh and smile.

Patriot made his famous 'Midnight Ride',

it was in the grand year 1775.

Silversmith rode his horse on this day of cheer,

his name is courageous Paul Revere.

Suri and Grier are now five years old this year,

I wish them a Very Happy 5th Birthday to both little dears.

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.17,2011

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Sonny Days

Driving down A1A,

I was with friend Sonny,

during very sunny days.

Playing her radio very loud,

we had a blast driving

through town.

Down, down to

Ft. Lauderdale,

where there is a

tunnel that made

me pale.

Yes, I couldn’t wait

to get to the other side,

cars coming at you,

you could not hide,

making it though and still alive,

everything feels just so fine.

At the library we did type,

getting things kicked out

like playing a melodie pipe.

Eating at a restaurant that very night,

Ft Lauderdale has changed so much in sight.

One things for sure and do say,

it was fun remembering those very

Very “Sonny Days”.
Written on Feb.21,2011 by Christina Sunrise 2011

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Looking Back On The Year

Looking back on this year,
did you spread love and good cheer?
Did you help an old lady across the street,
did you give some food to the homeless,
something for them to eat?
Did you count your blessings
for they are more than one,
did you write a poem, paint a picture
and have some fun?
Did you dance and sing out loud?
Did you look at the full moon between the clouds?

Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011

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Vice President, Chauffeur, Butler In One Day

It was the year 1989,

I was in my twenties looking quite fine,

older man Dave would use pen to sign,

contract to prevent envelope co.

from printing my greeting card Valentine.

Harvey who wrote “Swim with the Sharks”

had a salesman I left scared in the dark.

Salesman didn’t really know,

contract that says not to show.

To make this happen

I went to the Secretary of State,

Incorporated under

Sue Chevalier Originals

as the name.

Then I bought a suit for big tall Dave,

made him my

Vice President, Chauffeur, Butler

all in one day.

Driving down highway 280 we did get lost,

but luckily we found the envelope office.

Company door handle was in big gold letter M,

I walked through it with Dave my friend.

Going into a board room with world map on the wall,

sitting at a large board room table amazed with it all.

Then salesman walks in with himself and no pen,

I pull out a fancy one which I did lend.

Then Dave, salesman and me all did sign,

a Confidentiality Agreement sealing this date in time!

Laughing with a Score representative whose retired & old,

he said “Envelope co. can’t touch my designs with a 10 foot pole.”

Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.17,2011

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Delhi Motorcyclists

Laden with bags on back
Delhi Motorcyclists make,
Four lane roads above eight,
Filling fully the whole track.

At stop signals, keep in front
Ahead of the line of stop;
Alert, as ready for bike race
And waiting for the pistol shot.

The busy road crossings
Look like bee hives.
As the green signal flashed
Humming bees fly.

Wherever space is there,
Filled by zigzag driving.
Keeping other drivers attentive
Suddenly in front arriving.

In the traffic congestions
Whole gap of road is filled,
Space at footpaths too
Is inch by inch clinched.

If a bike kisses back of car
You look behind to see,
Sorry! says a smiling face,
You take off on your flee.

(C) S. D. Tiwari

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China Town Is Bigger Than Little Italy

In China Town it's the biggest thing around
now where is Little Italy to be found?
United States has made China great
Even in lower Manhattan today
China town is bigger than all countries I say.
Donald Trump says that US of A
has become the wimping post of China today.
I can see now how this statement sounds—
we have to bring back our country on even ground.
Currencies have been faked all across the globe
there is a lot out the American people don't know.
It all can be controlled with International trade
we need to start dictating how we play.
Bring United States back so we can compete
instead of being lead in this international parade.

Written by Christina Sunrise on October 13,2012
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Still Breathing

Home
It's not brick or stone
A comfort in the fire light
not in that sense anyway
Dreams
If only I had known
That these things always seem
So much clearer at a distance
I'm walking out of this town
I'm never going back there
I'm never going back there
I'll burn the place to the ground
I'm never going back there
I'm never going back there again
Words
Only could break that ring
You know the words still sting
So much harder than the blows ever did
Hearts
Though it's hard and violent
My head is cool and quiet
As the Ashes that fall from the sky
I'm walking out of this town
I'm never going back there
I'm never going back there
I'll burn the place to the ground
I'm never going back there
I'm never going back there again
Now
I know this shattered feeling
Trampled I'm still breathing
I'm just waiting for a good day
I'm walking out of this town
I'm never going back there
I'm never going back there
I'll burn the place to the ground
I'm never going back there
I'm never going back there again

song performed by by Duran Duran
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Vegas 2000

Year 2000 early spring,

I was staying in

the “City of Sin”.

Staying in hotel

called the “Stratosphere”,

I went to the top,

and looked down with fear.

Now I heard Tom Cruise

took the sky jump down,

I’m afraid of heights,

I don’t want to break my crown,

better to walk around the town.

We walked down the stip,

looking at all things hip,

like the Treasure Island ship.

That was some kind of a show,

a spectacular in itself

with things a glow.

Now many sights we did see,

like 2 parrots flying to their

masters as pretty as can be.

All good things do come to an end,

I had to get back home with my friend.

A baby was crying on the plane

now my birthday was that very day.

I gave her my doll Melodie,

she stopped crying but wouldn’t

give her back to me.

So I played to her like Melodie

needed to sleep by counting sheep,

she then smiled and gave me a wink.

That little incident made my trip,

I should put into a cartoon strip.

Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.21,2011

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Photos Of Paul Anka

Standing near I photograph a man,
who’s small in stature,
but voice is grand.
Having to take many photos of,
a Singing Legend with Palm Beach ladies
who all just love;
Thee.
As the music plays on by the pool,
Donald's dances with Melania looking smooth & cool.
Then Mya says “Let me see what you took,
Wow! Those are great, I like that look! ”
Mya is discriminatory and wants the best,
she nods her head while saying

“Yes, all these photos pass my test,

they all do look very fabulous! ”

Written on Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise

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The ocean.

I watched awed as the ocean rises and curls itself,
Wondering what force was pushing it.
I watched with amusement as the waves displayed,
As if competing with each other,
Each one trying to outdo the others,
They crashed at my feet and filled me with the scent of the ocean.

I looked far out into the ocean,
The blue sky blending perfectly with the bluish-green ocean
As if they were made for each other
The orange glow of the setting sun illuminating their beauty.
I sat, hypnotized, not moving an inch lest I miss something
The serenity of the beach filled me with peace and
Only the crashing sound of the waves could be heard.

Some feet away, crabs lined the shore
As if saluting the ocean
And I realized we both appreciated this piece of wonder
That was when I realized the water was exceptionally clean
As if it had cleansed itself
I smiled, as the reason dawned on me
It's a new year and
The ocean has reborn itself
To start afresh
A new life.

I took that as my cue to also start afresh and
I got up ready to leave.
I had taken a few steps when I looked back,
The crabs were going too,
It was as if they had waited to keep me company.
I bent down wishing I could say goodbye
But they scurried into their holes.
I smiled and left
Glad I had spent my first evening of the year with nature.

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Trans Am

Trans am
The wagons in the valley had pulled up for the night
Seth said go get the plow out merle, this place looks just right
By then they were surrounded, by dawn they all were dead
I heard this from the old trans am, up the road ahead
That cowboy just kept talking, I thought I heard him say
He used to ride the santa fe before the tracks were laid
Trans am
A nasty wind was blowing through the gates of eden park
One was swinging and one was hanging,
And the street lights all were dark
It crawled along the boulevard with two wheels on the grass
That old trans am was dying hard, but still had lots of gas
The golden gate was open wide, the sun came shining through
Where once the angels stood and cried everything was new
Trans am
Global manufacturing, hands across the sea
The hotel filled with dealers, everything was free
Before the competition, ahead of all the rest
The product was presented, it clearly was the best
The power link was ruptured, the hotel shook and rolled
The old trans am just bounced around and took another road
Trans am
An old friend showed up at the door
The mile posts flying by
He said come on, I said what for
He said Ill show you why
I got a call from north of here
They said some girls broke down
Theres good money in it for you and me
If we can get her back to town
Shes somewhere north of barstow
Lost on 66
An old trans am by the side of the road
That needs a headlight fixed
Trans am

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