Activities Day with Kim
List of activities for me and Kim to do,
We have it planned out with and sealed with glue.
I sleep at Kim's house and then we ride bikes,
riding down to McDonald's which we like,
to eat our scrambled eggs and toast with butter,
we are off to the tennis courts to run a flutter.
Then we go swimming at the high school,
we swim around in a large swimming pool.
Reading at library is our next place,
we read away before we our off to skate.
Yes, we go ice skating in the rink of ice,
Kim skates the best she takes lessons more than twice,
twice a week, now we are off again to a pond that's nice,
To capture butterflies, not little mice.
Then back to the mall to have an ice-cream cone
We are hot we need to cool our bones.
Then to a movie we try to fit that activity in,
It is fun I have to admit.
of course there's supper at McDonalds again.
That is my Activity's Day with my best friend Kim.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Gecko Talks to Me
“I wish I was in a human body”,
the gecko said as he walked across the screen.
He spoke to me after the ghost turned back on my t.v.
I said o.k. I won’t mess with the t.v.
Then an hour later,
the fan went on and off 1 x 3.
I just let it do its thing,
why fight with a ghost I can’t see?
Then when in the bathroom,
I heard a noise coming from the other room,
I looked to see if everything was o.k.
until the light went out
without a clue.
Now 2 weeks later,
the fan starts by itself again,
I realize it’s my ghost friend.
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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.
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Hillary Clinton's Address
Hillary Rodham Clinton's address we can't dismiss,
for as human consciousness evolves, we will resolve
all issues that keep us separated from each other as a whole,
for the spiritual truth we should all know, we are from the same God.
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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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Angel my Niece
Baptized in church in Minneapolis,
it was a special day I would not miss.
I have a photo of you and me,
we both were smiling happily.
Then when your first Christmas came,
I got to see you once again.
First Christmas for baby Angel my niece,
It was happy and filled with peace.
Then of course I would only see you sparingly.
I have pictures of your volleyball game,
you are a teenager now you don't look the same.
I also have photos of you and with Allisa at your grandma's,
You are very happy just because.
Because you are a sweet and caring girl,
You are precious to the world.
I'm glad I saw you graduate,
It was a glorious and memorable day.
Happy Birthday I also wanted to say,
I hope you received your card I sent your way.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Anderson's Home
Teenage runaways, problem child,
pregnant girls try to smile.
telling their story
to a counselor all the while.
About how they became so bad,
I was just disappointed and very sad.
Yes, I was the scapegoat
where everything is my fault.
I was a part of the juvenile delinquent cult.
Luckily I was taught,
to wait for the man of your dreams,
don't get pregnant like my friends in their teens.
All my friends sent away that summer,
just like me, it was such a bummer.
Ate so much I got fat,
went swimming once, that was that.
This all happened at Anderson's home,
teenagers sent there because they where wronged.
Wronged by parents because they are blamed
for things totally insane.
Hopefully homes like this will be a thing of the past,
child abuse will end, it will not last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 5,2011
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Suzy' Is Cool
I will answer to Puppit Lady
Christina and Suzae
Suzy I will always answer to any day.
I even answer to Melodie-
my cartoon doll that lives in me.
I will answer to Sue-
hey, how do you do?
I will answer to Suzanna, and Suzanne
Susan I cringe at that, please understand.
Susan reminds of a boring girl at school
I never liked Susan but 'Suzys'is cool.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 16,2012
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Guy Has The Best
Guy with no last name is the best,
He is a way, way above the rest.
For they are not in his stratosphere,
He has cute eyes, and a cute rear.
I have the experience I'm totally sincere.
I imagined me flying in to see him,
on one of my many trips,
pay him to be a masseuse
and massage my hips.
Hey, you have to have an entourage
Guy with no last name has a great sausage.
Italian sausage that is,
That was the favorite dinner in my house as a kid.
My cousins where Italians so we picked it up from them.
I digress, yes, Guy is the best, I do confess.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 16,2011
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Laddy The Protector
Bark, bark is what you would hear,
from Laddy the Sheltie who would bark off your ear.
He was the protector who wasn't afraid,
he would make sure mother Jean was o.k.
He rescued her in the her swimming pool,
she fell in and he pulled on her robe so very smooth.
Photos of Laddy and Shieka my Pom-Shelty pup,
They both sat on chairs, sitting straight up.
They both played and played all day,
Shieka made Laddy happy when Jean passed away.
Now Laddy is with mother Jean,
I hope they are happy once again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Jane Mansfied Death
Ijust met Steve Stevens,
son of Gus,
yes, the Greek owner
of Gus Stevens Supper Club.
In morning at 2: 25
Jane went
for a drive.
That's when Gus's 66 Buick
crashed into a tractor trailer,
that slowed down for a mosquito fogger,
and know one could save her.
Riding in Gus's 1966 Buick Electra 225
she was on her way to New Orleans
for interview but it became night.
Now Jane has children
total of 5,
and spoke that
many languages when
she was alive.
Everyone remembers her
as a look a like Marilyn Monroe,
but there is more to Jane
I thought you should know.
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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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Kim The Caring Soul
Kim the owner of the health food store-
is a caring soul and a whole lot more.
She makes sure I get healed right away-
she mails me my oils and herbs that same day.
I've never met Kim, but she is very sincere
she cares about your health and always signs
with a heart or a smile for good cheer.
Thank you Kim for being there
and helping with my recovery which keeps me here.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 30,2012
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Vegas Dancing 2010
It was Vegas 2010
I went dancing with
Just met new friends.
It was Halloween night,
People dressed sleek and tight.
I jumped up on the platform,
Looking just right.
I had a mask on so no one
Could tell who I was.
It was funny just because.
People watching all my moves,
Dancing with all the grooves,
They started to imitate,
Which was great.
Then my fate I had to go,
There is always an end to a show.
It was a night I won't forget,
I didn't have to gamble or even bet.
In Vegas as the saying goes,
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 16,2011
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Allisa my Niece
Baby Allisa would grow up to be,
a mother of Mya who is now 3.
I will always have fond memories
of Allisa who is very outgoing and very sweet.
Allisa came with me as helper to my book readings.
She helped set up the props for my set,
She even was helpful and didn't fret.
When Allisa was ten, we celebrate at Famous Daves,
Allisa tells M.C. it's my birthday, to announce it on stage.
She was even a princess in my video shoot,
It was fun, it was a hoot!
I have Halloween photos of the party at the mansion on Lyndale,
when Allisa and her friends had fun to the upscale.
Yes, Allisa takes great photos and even video's too,
we shot a funny video at a middle school.
Yes, by then Allisa was taller than me,
yes, she had grown into a preteen.
I just saw Allisa and her daughter just last year,
I gave niece Mya a toy owl, she was in good cheer.
Thank you Allisa for all the fond memories.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011
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Phoenician’s Are First To Sail
Maybe if you are a scholar you will know,
That it is the Phoenician’s were the first to sail.
Sail to discover the America’s.
No it was not Columbus as the storybooks say,
The Phoenican’s made ships and sailed away.
Landing on what is the US of A.
they became the first Native Americans,
they were one with the Earth they were friends.
Now more explorers came,
Forced them to go to Canada.
Great grandmother Ms. La Duc would come from there,
meeting my Great Grandfather who was French
and fall in love and care.
You might have Phoenician blood in you if you don't read,
or question beyond what you can't see.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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I'm Your Fantasy
I'm your fantasy don't you see,
even at night you dream about me.
You are spellbound by my mystic,
I'm like a rare diamond at its peak.
Sparkling and shimmering is my magic spell,
I had control over you and how you fell.
Fell for me and my made up fantasy life,
you don't really know me after all this time.
My life story unravels before your eyes,
your like a red cherry caught in the vines,
you are drunk on me and don't know your own mind.
Look at my photos, read all of my poems,
you try to figure me out even though it's plain as the driven snow,
you don't know what's in front of your very own nose.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 3,2011
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Angel Number 444
Number comes in on my phone—
But I don't know if it's from a gnome.
Maybe an angel for the numbers show
The number 444.
The time of the call was the numbers above
Maybe sent by an angel or a secret dove.
So it gave me hope that I am still here—
My angels are everywhere.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 31,2012
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Michael the Gemini
Working at CVS,
Michael knows photography
better than all the rest.
He is also very friendly and
will lend a helping hand,
He knows how to get your
film processed as fast as he can.
He has his dog Baxter on display,
he is Beagle who howls during the day.
Michael only walks him when everyone
has gone to work,
He doesn’t want neighbors mad and think
His dogs a jerk.
Michael is sweet as can be,
he has been with his boyfriend 22 yrs. plus 3.
Yes, boyfriend’s is born under the Cancer sign,
his name is Jon and Michael has been with him
a very long time.
Now Michael is a Gemini who always has a smile,
stop by CVS and develop your film in style.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 12,2011
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No Birthdays In Heaven
No birthdays in heaven
we do not age,
I hear we stay
around 20-30
said a sage.
Now, what
will Melodie
and UniCandle
unicorn do?
I think they
will have to
“Sing the Blues”.
Now Razel will
have her way
she is happy
and thinks
she’s all
the rage.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 31,2011
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Cigarette Girl
"Cigarettes, cigarillo, cigars, " I did say,
as cigarette smoke came my way,
Choking on the smoke from it's tar,
I only liked the smell of the cigar.
I was a cigarette girl in the casino Mystic Lake,
I got a big tip in high stakes.
It was a $20.00 coin of red,
I had to cash it in before I left.
One day I met the piano man,
He introduced me to Chucky
a generous soul with a helping hand.
Chucky painted my props for my show,
He painted World War II planes a long time ago.
We gambled at this casino all summer long,
I would ride in his car listening to Frankie's songs.
Cigarette girl job had to end,
I will always remember Chucky my dear old friend.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 22,2011
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