Doug the Collector
“Put your paintings in galleries” was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he’ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that’s fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Doug the Collector
"Put your paintings in galleries" was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he'ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that's fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Stung By A Bee
Stung by a bee,
I did not scream,
Thumb hurt but I held it in.
I ran to my dad to tell I was stung,
He put ice on it, my thumb felt numb.
See, a couple minutes before in backyard,
I try to capture bee with no regard.
I was just copying what they did on Gilligan’s Island,
I thought I could do it and keep smiling.
Now you heard the saying,
Never try this thing at home,
I never saw it, and I brave things alone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Bee Gees
Bee Gees
The Bee Gees I did see,
in Florida on New Years Eve.
It was the December 1999
it was great to see Bee Gee's live.
Barry, Robin and Maurice,
sing together in harmony.
Dressed sharp and just right,
playing hits till past 12 o'clock midnight.
Bee Gees looked fantastic and in good form,
it was the millennium and they took it by storm.
Now Maurice had passed on,
all fans are sad that he is gone.
Bee Gees band will soon reform,
for the Bee Gees set the disco music norm.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 10,2011
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Vines Collide
Looking out my castle window and what do I see,
bright green vines growing up a tree.
Vines are now climbing up my screens,
they form a web to protect me.
From the Troll that lurks outside,
He lives under a bridge is where he does resides.
Now Troll was forbidden to enter the castle once again,
He did not keep his word so he lost his princess friend,
Princess Melodie who does stay inside,
looking out her window where all vines collide,
Collide into each other so they will hide,
the princess’s magic castle where you will find.
Find all sorts of magic books that she has written,
Troll wants to be in one, for he is smitten.
Yes, troll you will know,
that soon it will be sold,
the Story of how the vines did grow,
to keep you out with your Big Stubby toe.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Getting Over Stage Fright
People say imagine people naked
to get over stage fright,
I say imagine people like little suns
shining bright.
All of them bright orange beaming light,
on to my act for they make me look right,
Right to the character on my right hand,
She is the one who doesn’t understand.
Understand humans for she makes fun of them,
she only has her bat, she has no friends.
So feel for me on the stage,
I’m next to an evil puppet who’s filled with rage.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 12,2011
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Cocktails with Tashi
Cocktails with Tashi
A ritual Marcia started
for she never drinks alone
she has cocktails with Tashi
in her Palm Beach condo home
Marcia drinks a semi sweet French wine
Tashi has her cocktail of broken bar of unsalted rice
Everything is very fine around five five thirty dinner time
Tashi won't eat dinner until her cocktail is gone
By then Marcia's toes are lit and she's singing a happy song
"Cocktails with Tashi is the song she sings
Marcia has this ritual with Tashi, it's a wonderful bonding thing
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Miss Melodie Go To Bed
“Now little Miss Melodie go to bed”
Mikey said as he shook his head.
Little Miss Melodie the small doll,
was laying straight up
on a stiletto shoe one inch tall.
He was babysitting her while
Sue was gone,
he worked in Sue’s office all night long.
On Sue’s website named Suzae,
this is one of her Sue’s alias’s
one of her unique names.
Mikey did add on to Sue’s website,
‘Hot Comic’s of Comedy’
and ‘Vacations of 2005”.
Now Melodie has her very own site,
it will all come under one domain
when Sue get’s it right.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 25,2011
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Green Eyed Lady
On my wine glass
there is an eye the
color of green,
like the oceans
where the mermaids
dream.
I almost broke
this wine glass
with my bike,
making the
hairs on my
arms begin
to spike.
The bar handle of the
bike did miss,
the Green Eyed Lady
without a glitch.
Shelly, who,
painted the
Green Eyed Lady
did confess
She blessed
this wine glass
like all the rest.
Now I know
Why,
Green Eyed Lady
is still by my side
whenever I want
to drink my red wine.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 4,2011
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Little Loui’s Bark
In Cincinnati in the winter freezing cold,
Betty and her son would be brave and very bold.
They would venture out and find a little guy,
The smallest Yorkie puppy with love in his eyes.
Yes, a little Yorkie that was small but not afraid,
Betty named him Loui after a song her son played.
Yes, Loui is a sweet pup, but also has a bark,
he protects Betty as they walk in the dark.
He is very protective and watches with his keen eyes,
He’s not afraid of nobody while watching Betty’s side.
Especially at City Place where people are about,
He is quick to bark while checking them out.
Loui the little Yorkie needs to know,
if stranger passing by are a friend or a foe.
So remember Loui who’s bark
is smaller than his bite,
He will protect Betty day or night.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Handmade presents are scary because they reveal that you have too much free time.
quote by Doug Coupland
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Ocean Clark The Original Painter
Ocean Clark knows how to paint
he paints musicians and celebrities great.
Paintings start out as abstract background
can transform into musicians while listening
to the musical songs.
Ocean used to do sculptures but changed his mind
he does body paint and nudes exceptionally fine.
Check out Ocean Clarks site or google him on the web
he is a very original artist for I met him—he's the best.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 14,2012
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M.D. The Bear
With the initials M.D.
it isn’t to hard to plainly see.
That he is Spanish with his blazing eyes,
he looks like a Bear that would terrorize.
Any cooked sandwich made of fish,
that is his favorite dinner dish.
At the Grumpy Grouper he does eat,
he has a beer and raises his feet.
Now he bought me a small breakfast the other day,
it was in Lantana, not in Del Ray.
Now M.D.’s son’s birthday is on the 19th,
his son is a teenager who is only sixteen.
Soon more of M.D.’s pension will come in,
he will have a great life living in sin.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 16,2011
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Funny Fake Doll
As a kid I made a fake “me” doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping “Please don’t make a peep? ”
My sister said, “Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight.”
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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When Jesus Spoke
When Jesus spoke his God self was coming through,
the same God self as me and you.
We are not separated from God,
we just lost our way,
We need to change our beliefs this present day.
We come full circle with technology,
we are at it’s mercy if we don’t see,
See the spiritual beliefs that ring true.
we can’t mess with divinity.
Like the clones we are making will become a disaster,
watch Rise Planet of the Apes and try to capture,
the moral of the story in the end,
we will mess up and have to start all over again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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Life’s Questions
When I was the tender age of five,
I asked my mother a question about life.
“I know I hear your voice, and I hear mine,
Were does my voice come from, it seems so sublime.”
Then of course my mom did retort,
She is not the comforting kind of sort.
“If you asked anyone they would think you were crazy”
So I decided hey, I know I will find out one day I’m not lazy.
I did talk to many who are a sage,
Even read the written page.
Of all the questions I have to ask,
How did we get here, I know it’s not by chance.
Now I read “Conversations with God”
It helped me confirm and figure it all out.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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Black Pearl
Black Pearl
Black Pearl is my new car,
I have driven her quite far.
Up to South Carolina
and then on to the Midwest,
Black Pearl held up the very best.
She was a blessing sent to me,
she arrived on September 23.
I had to go out of town,
Car salesmen didn’t want me to breakdown.
So he gave me a sweet deal,
I got in Black Pearl on drove off with a thrill.
Black Pearl took me to Texas during Christmastime,
I visited with family and made it back just fine.
On way back stopped in Oklahoma to see friend,
this was all in year 2010.
Now Black Pearl is still with me,
I make she is maintained and she drives me safely.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 3,2011
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Maryanne Webber Gallery
Maryanne Webber Gallery is on Lurcerne Ave.
featuring fine American crafts, one of a kind jewelry and art glass.
Her gallery represents Florida artists and artists from around the USA,
she has been open since 1990 and is very successful till this day.
Her gallery also has metal sculptures, hand silks and wearable art,
her gallery represents Joan Edelstein, her Arts & Passion Scarf.
She also has sculptures made of clay, one of a kind and handmade.
Her gallery displays original Blue Vase of Elodie Holmes,
a beautiful sculptured piece to cherish in your home.
Also you will find a one of a kind Zip 20 Clock, by David Scherer Designs.
Home accessories that I find colorful and bright,
is hand painted Tropical Wine Glasses by Leslie Millar to drink wine at night.
Maryanne’s gallery is open Monday through Friday,10 till 5 and Saturday 10 to 4,
make sure you stop by and see what unique gifts her gallery has in store.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on November 12,2011
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The Pelican
Tall and skinny with a
wrinkled face,
Women find him
rude,
grabbing their
private place.
Named Pelican,
for his nose is long,
unlike he wishes
it was his _________.
He'll rub your back
trying to get in
Your rack.
If you don't get
rid of him,
he will give you
a heart attack.
So be forwarned
of the Pelican's
smell, Razel likes
him, but not Mel.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 23,2011
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On TV people look at your hair and then they look at your skin, and then they look at your clothes, and by the time they're listening to what you're saying, you're off the screen.
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Alias Poem
Many selves with personalities I do have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, performing artist
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with 'Freedom of Choice.'
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will see all of them make a home
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012
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