Marlena My First Cousin Born
Marlena who is my first cousin born on Jenek side,
traveled with her family worldwide.
Marlena was born in Rome as an infant
her Dad worked for the government,
Yes, Marlena was born in Rome,
far away from her first Virginia home.
Marlena celebrated her 40th birthday in this Italian city,
Rome was very sheik, elegant and pretty.
Marlena lives in L.A. now on the other coast,
she's had an interesting life, she never boasts.
She works in the entertainment industry,
she works for a casting company.
Her name has been in the credits on the screen,
she has met and seen, famous actors and those in between.
Marlena has a daughter who one day will be cast,
in maybe a musical which will be a blast.
Best wishes for Marlena's and her family,
they are all very talented I do agree.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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Marlena My First Cousin Born
Marlena who is my first cousin born on Jenek side,
traveled with her family worldwide.
Marlena was born in Rome as an infant
her Dad worked for the government,
Yes, Marlena was born in Rome,
far away from her first Virginia home.
Marlena celebrated her 40th birthday in this Italian city,
Rome was very sheik, elegant and pretty.
Marlena lives in L.A. now on the other coast,
she's had an interesting life, she never boasts.
She works in the entertainment industry,
she works for a casting company.
Her name has been in the credits on the screen,
she has met and seen, famous actors and those in between.
Marlena has a daughter who one day will be cast,
in maybe a musical which will be a blast.
Best wishes for Marlena's and her family,
they are all very talented I do agree.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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Uncle Norm And Aunt Audrey
As a child I remember those days
when Aunt Audrey would come from faraway.
Aunt Audrey was tall and wore jewelry like rings
she brought gifts and interesting things.
Aunt Audrey lived in Japan, the far east
she had an interesting life to say the least.
Her daughters Marlena and Renee
had played with us for a couple of days.
Then they would leave on a plane
I would see them again at an older age.
Uncle Norm I also saw when I was young
we traveled to Rhode Island when I was age 1.
Then I would see Aunt Audrey & Norm
in the sunshine state—
they lived in a development with wooden gates.
I celebrate Christmas and the holidays
with them, Marlena and Renee.
Cousin Marlena and Renee
have children now who live on
the west coast in the Golden State.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
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Marlena
Far off in the sea is Marlena,
A land of shades and streams,
A land of many delights,
Dark and bold, thy shores, Marlena;
But green, and timorous, thy soft knolls,
Crouching behind the woodlands.
All shady thy hills; all gleaming thy springs,
Like eyes in the earth looking at you.
How charming thy haunts, Marlena!--
Oh, the waters that flow through Onimoo;
Oh, the leaves that rustle through Ponoo:
Oh, the roses that blossom in Tarma.
Come, and see the valley of Vina:
How sweet, how sweet, the Isles from Hina:
'Tis aye afternoon of the full, full moon,
And ever the season of fruit,
And ever the hour of flowers,
And never the time of rains and gales,
All in and about Marlena.
Soft sigh the boughs in the stilly air,
Soft lap the beach the billows there;
And in the woods or by the streams,
You needs must nod in the Land of Dreams.
poem by Herman Melville
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Uncle Norm And Aunt Audrey
As a child I remember those days
when Aunt Audrey would come from faraway.
Aunt Audrey was tall and wore jewelry like rings
she brought gifts and interesting things.
Aunt Audrey lived in Japan, the far east
she had an interesting life to say the least.
Her daughters Marlena and Renee
had played with us for a couple of days.
Then they would leave on a plane
I would see them again at an older age.
Uncle Norm I also saw when I was young
we traveled to Rhode Island when I was age 1.
Then I would see Aunt Audrey & Norm
in the Sunshine State—
they lived in a development with wooden gates.
I celebrate Christmas and the holidays
with them, Marlena and Renee.
Celebrate with them on Christmas day
they have children now who live on
the west coast in the Golden State.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Renee My Cousin
On the other coast by the sea,
is my cousin Renee who is sweet as can be.
She has two children who are almost preteens,
they are really creative with lots of energy.
Renee works in L.A.'s entertainment industry-
in fact she worked with lawyers at Spelling TV.
Renee got promoted as manager as one of her first jobs out there,
but she had to wait till they fired the head guy and his mistress with long hair.
When Spelling TV was bought out, she had to train lawyers all the nuts and bolts.
Renee was born on island with sand,
she was born in the Dominican Republic which is grand.
Her dad worked an ambassador in the government,
a war was going on the island, so as a baby on a ship she went.
Renee and her mom got the States alright,
lots of stories for Renee has had an interesting life.
Her friends tell her a movie she should write,
I think it would be a great movie,
maybe a comedy, a drama, nothing boring or light.
Best wishes Renee on more stories to share which are upbeat,
it will keep the movie goers on the edge of their seat.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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My Daughter's Eyes
When i look in my daughter's eyes
Its like looking into the skies
When i look in my daughter's eyes
Sometimes all i see is her cries
When i look in my daughter's eyes
You will never see any goodbyes
when i look in my daughter's eyes
People will never be downsize
When i look in my daughter's eyes
Maybe there will be some lies
poem by Marlena Steiner
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I Feel Alone
I feel alone
And nobody is here
I feel alone
And nobody is there
I feel alone
And nobody cares
I feel alone
And nobdy is aware
I feel alone
When the wind blows thought my hair
I feel alone
When i have nothing to bare
poem by Marlena Steiner
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The Lifeless Poem
This poem has no heart
For it can not be restart
THis poem has no soul
It has left a big hole
This poem has no voice
Bit it has no choice
This poem has no bones
can it be its out of stones
This poem has no head
There for it cant be read
This peom has no eyes
So you cant hear its loud cries
poem by Marlena Steiner
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Otis And Marlena
Marlena under foster grants
Shes undercover from the dawns advance
That girl is travel-drained
And the neon mercury vapor stained
Miami sky
Its red as meat
Its a cheap pink rose
Otis in the drivers seat
Watches the street lights fade away
On louvered blocks in green sea air
In fluorescent fossil yards
Slippers are shuffling into folding chairs
Freckled hands are shuffling cards
Theyve come for fun and sun
While muslims stick up washington ...
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty--
In her ballrooms heads of state--
In her bedrooms rented girls--
Always the grand parades of cellulite
Jiggling to her golden pools
Through flock and cupid colonnades
They jiggle into surgery
Hopefully beneath the blade
They dream of golden beauty ...
Theyve come for fun and sun
While muslims stick up washington ...
Marlena, white as stretcher sheet
Watches it all from her 10th floor balcony
Like its her opera box
All those pagliacci summer frocks
Otis is fiddling with the tv dial
All he gets are cartoons and reruns
She taps her glass with an emery file
Watching three rings in the sun
The golden dive, the fatted flake
And sizzle in the mink oil
Its all a dream
She has awake
Checked into miami royal
Where theyve come for fun and sun
While muslims hold up washington ...
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Otis & Marlena
Marlena under foster grants
Shes undercover from the dawns advance
That girl is travel-drained
And the neon mercury vapor stained
Miami sky
Its red as meat
Its a cheap pink rose
Otis in the drivers seat
Watches the street lights fade away
On louvered blocks in green sea air
In fluorescent fossil yards
Slippers are shuffling into folding chairs
Freckled hands are shuffling cards
Theyve come for fun and sun
While muslims stick up washington ...
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty--
In her ballrooms heads of state--
In her bedrooms rented girls--
Always the grand parades of cellulite
Jiggling to her golden pools
Through flock and cupid colonnades
They jiggle into surgery
Hopefully beneath the blade
They dream of golden beauty ...
Theyve come for fun and sun
While muslims stick up washington ...
Marlena, white as stretcher sheet
Watches it all from her 10th floor balcony
Like its her opera box
All those pagliacci summer frocks
Otis is fiddling with the tv dial
All he gets are cartoons and reruns
She taps her glass with an emery file
Watching three rings in the sun
The golden dive, the fatted flake
And sizzle in the mink oil
Its all a dream
She has awake
Checked into miami royal
Where theyve come for fun and sun
While muslims hold up washington ...
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Renee My Cousin
On the other coast by the sea,
is my cousin Renee who is sweet as can be.
She has two children who are almost preteens,
they are really creative with lots of energy.
Renee works in L.A.'s entertainment industry-
in fact she worked with lawyers at Spelling TV.
Renee got promoted as manager as one of her first jobs out there,
but she had to wait till they fired the head guy and his mistress with long hair.
When Spelling TV was bought out, she had to train lawyers all the nuts and bolts.
Renee was born on island with sand,
she was born in the Dominican Republic which is grand.
Her dad worked an ambassador in the government,
a war was going on the island, so as a baby on a ship she went.
Renee and her mom got the States alright,
lots of stories for Renee has had an interesting life.
Her friends tell her a movie she should write,
I think it would be a great movie,
maybe a comedy, a drama, nothing boring or light.
Best wishes Renee on more stories to share which are upbeat,
it will keep the movie goers on the edge of their seat.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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Left Me Alone
You left me alone with tears in my eyes
Learning that you could never be the same
You left me alone with tears in my eyes
Believing that you were there for me
You left me alone with tears in my eyes
Knowing that one day you would hurt me
You left me alone with tears in my eyes
Forgetting how you ment to me
You left me alone with tears in my eyes
poem by Marlena Steiner
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24 Hollywood Ave
24 Hollywood Ave.Cranford New Jersey is a home that is white,
this is the first house I lived in when I was born at night.
Just googled mapped it today,
It was interesting it was still standing o.k.
Maybe I will go visit when on the train,
see the area before I am old and grey.
Haven't been to New Jersey since 2010,
will visit state, only 2nd cousins are left.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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The Cowboy & The Lady
This song was first released on the some days are diamonds album. it is the only album it has been released on.
In the airport lounge she sat in a marlena dietrich hat
The grandest lady I had ever seen
Outside the heavy rains had grounded all the planes
So I asked her if shed like some company
In my rhinestone studded suit, my cowboy hat and boots
I must have been a sight for her to see
But she said, pull up a chair, as she fumbled with her hair
A more unlikely pair youll never see
I was mogen david wine, she was chablis fifty-nine
But there we sat, the cowboy and the lady
She was evenings at the opera and summers in paree
I was grand ole opry, nashville, tennessee
The cowboy and the lady
As diffrent as could be
But it seemed so right that rainy night
In tennessee
Then somewhere in between her hareys bristol creme
And the seven beers I ordered for the lady
We somehow came together for a night of stormy weather
Now theres a bit of class in this old cowboy
And theres a little bit of cowboy in the lady
The cowboy and the lady
As diffrent as could be
But it seemed so right that rainy night
In tennessee
We somehow came together for a night of stormy weather
Now theres a bit of class in this old cowboy
And theres a little bit of cowboy in the lady
Words and music by bobby boldsboro
song performed by by John Denver
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States Of Choice
Born in The Garden State
at 2 moved to State with 10,000 Lakes.
Stayed in the Cheese State with cows that moo-
worked on children picture books then when through.
traveled to the Sunshine State with climate great-
now have eyes on California the Golden State
when my screenplay is done it will be great!
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 14,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Grandma Kay's 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay's 95th Birthday that shined.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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North Atlantic Drift
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Its a cultural shift its the North Atlantic Drift
Americana and a rule Britannia
And the moon yes we own that to
And where the Euphrates meets the other rivers
Is now the home of the devil and the liar
And the pyre we plan to make
Is just the drift leaving its wake, home
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
And the films you want to watch
And the films you want to make
And the kids like lost angels
Dressed in black sensations
And the shift won? shake
And the drift won? brake
With billions of Diamonds growing like olives
And the drift holds the coffers
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
Meanwhile Rome burns
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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Revolution of Dominican Republic
On April 24,1965
the Revolution for Dominican Republic was alive.
President Donal J Read Cabral was forced out
president Garcia Godoy came with a shout.
Leader of Revolution was Francisco Alberto Caamano
he was great—but they had to use ammo.
Cousin Renee was born on island that same year
she had to get on ship while war was near.
I wasn't born till '66'
I was up north giving my mom happiness.
Amazingly still on that day eventful day in '65'
my cousin and aunt made it safely, blessed and alright-
and the Dominican Republic will never be the same
mostly Americans live there now for things have changed.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2012
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Anita Travels With Me
When I was a teenager sister Anita was there,
she gave me support, she really cared.
I was the blacksheep that was to blame
for the family's unresolved shame.
Anita wanted to go with me
on my travels to friends of Dory & Mary.
I would go with Anita on a bus
we would go to different cities the two of us.
I did not want Anita to stay
I wanted her to go back home, she'ld be O.K.
But Anita stayed with me until the end
she would hang out with my city friends.
When we got home things didn't change
same family dynamics, I was to blame.
I wouldn't of missed those teenage days
they were fun and interesting anyway.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Epitaph To Rome
If midst Rome you wish to see Rome, pilgrim,
Tho in Rome naught of Rome might you see,
Behold the walls' ring, the theatres, temples
And ruptured pillars, to rubble all turned,
Rome be these! Mark how the corpse of a city
So strong still past fortune's pomp exudes;
Subduing a world, herself the city subdued
Lest yet more to subdue might there be.
Today in broken Rome, Rome unbroken
(A substance in its shadow) lies entombed.
Within all's changed; alone past change
Tiber remains, that to sea runs mixed with sand.
See what Fortune plays: 'tis wasted away,
What was unmoving; what moved, yet remains.
poem by Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski
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