Janice M Pickett• Show poetry

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I joined Allpoetry in April 2005.
This site is full of amazing talent.

As for me well
I write anything and everything as the mood takes me.
I have no fixed style, except I prefer to write
about life rather than fantasy. Yeh OK!
So Life and fantasy are not that different
a lot of the time.
But Hey! I like to keep it real if I can.

I am very lucky to have a few published
books out there and a lot of produced Film and TV material.
Including hundreds of Commericals and Documentaries.

My other love is writing and producing Books and CD's
for the vision impaired and illiterate.
This gives the pleasure of words to many who have
difficulty reading and seeing.

I work as a TV and Film Writer/ Producer/ Director
and my life is really very busy.
Thats about all I can tell you about me.
Except to say thanks for stopping by

I have a small but tight AP family

I have three AP sisters plus the others in the list below

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My real Life daughters Shelly Beattie  and Charlene Christos

 oldest Sister Joan (angelica)

Georgia (Aslanlight) 

The baby of the family and quite a minx.

Good Kid though.

Sandra (Quarrygirl )

the one who's always off somewhere

 doing something that she's not telling me. Tut tut

but it's something that keeps her off here. Tch

My two Grandkids

Julie-anne Hallam (pixlesrox69)

Charissa Christos (Princetongirl)

My three sons

Eternal poet (Vic)

 cute as a button

(KevoMFLast)

Kevin as very talented young man

Kevin is slowly drifting away as he gets older.

I think he is almost ready to leave home

Finally now a lovely new adopted son

He is sixteen (2007) and his name is

'Angel without Hope'

I am sure he will get a lot of hope here with my family.

My Favourite poet friends on AP are:-

Masterblaster ( dear Soul Sister
Malabu   (My cheeky soul brother)
more5600 (Mr Mischief)
Samplette (my gentle soul sister)
aslanlight ( my wise soul sister)
Vickie J ( my naughty soul sister)
Legend (my typical naughty brother)
Hugh Wyles ( as Cheeky as they come Kiwi Chum)
Genelassie (Sweet and gentle)
Frogsters40 ( My sweet soul sister)
Puppydog (Love his passion)
jennifer ( Aussie soul sister)
Welsh Dragon (there's a fire in his heart)
dianabluelove ( lovely lady)
daedal labyrinth ( chickie babe)
DawnBaby ( Go Mumma Go )
Raspberry (Gentle as the breeze)
Lacyte ( My Home Girl
frozen tears ( Sweet and delightful)
eternalpoet (Go Vic my Son)
kissing-eris (She's a treasure)
Wandika ( Gentle as they come)
shewolfnative ( my spitiual soul sister)
Ashley Mosely ( a beauty who will shine)
angelica ( Joan is my Big Sister)
princetongirl (My little princess)
LILREDLLL ( sweet and lovely friend)
QuarryGirl ( My magic soul Sister) she dissapears!
Mark Rickerby ( A true Spunky Hunk)
Endeavor4u (amazing find with a heart of gold)
I have a few new favs now who will be added shortly

Now for the purpose of introducing you to my very talented
favourites. Here is a treat for you.

Want to see the kind of stuff these guys can come up with?
They may shock the pants off you. Don't read this if you are under age.
Its a bit shocking! Its the first in a series of three which I will post here. All my favourites coming together to show their other sides. LOL.

I gave them a verse and they took it from there.

Janice M Pickett

Nothing is as funny
as my day upon the beach
when the ball that I was throwing
went bouncing out of reach
I raced to where it landed
but oh my...Goodness me
you'll never guess what I saw
behind a hanging tree.
Angelica
Well! what I saw behind the tree, ahem!
was a naked couple in the throes of love
oblivious of the eyes watching them

and of the fella taking pictures from above.
I giggled as I watched the fella lose his stance
and land smack bang in the middle of the pair
they shrieked out loud, gave him a pissed-off glance
rose and walked away as if they didn’t care.
Malabu
As they strolled on past me, my eyes couldn't resist
Watching his manhood swing, like a German knockwurst
The man with the camera, still giggled with awe
As the love tryst couple, were headed for shore

my eyes are now searching, for the ball I had lost
From this blanket 'I’m not moving,' at any cost
Embarrassed I’d be, if my weenie were sought
By the man with a camera, be laughter, I thought
Ill just wait here and lay, till he finds a new prey
Enjoying the sunshine, on a warm nude beach day.
Quarrygirl
But just then the camera was pointed my way,
And as my hands went fast to cover to my butt,
I heard the giggling goggling camera man say: WOW! Look at that big bouncy gut!
And with him gapping gawking; I jumped up to run…
With the one hand in front and the other in back,
While chasing that damnable ball toward the sun…
All his shutter was snapping was hand, sand and tracks!!
Legend
As I raced toward the foaming brine
to try and hide my shame
With my jingle dingle dangling
someone called out my name
On turning round I there espied the towns constabulary
With his night stick wildly waving
he came racing after me
Magicvegan
I knew the thought going round his head
Was that I’d played a part
In the naughty raunchy ‘goings on’ –
I felt I must depart!
But then the truth just dawned on me,

 I realised this copper
Was as naked as the rest of us,
And that night stick – what a whopper!
The camera-man was closing fast,
As the paparazzi will,
He thought he had tomorrow’s news –
It gave him quite a thrill...
Hugh Wyles
Well, what happened next you’ll find hard to believe
but when I looked out of my window at dawn,
Joan's first couple was having it off on my lawn!!
I suspect that the woman was trying to conceive
for stark naked they were, going hammer and tong
and I now have a patch in my lawn bald of grass like a desert,

rubbed bare by the sand in her arse!!
Now it isn’t for me to decree right from wrong
and I have to admit that I don’t know the man
but the woman, I swear, looked distinctly like JAN!!
Errr, I could be mistaken, coz she was unclothed
so we'll just have to wait till my snaps are exposed.
Sandygram
Well it seems this story started with a bouncing ball,
that bounced upon a couple wearing nothing at all.
If you ever make love on a sandy nude beach,
make sure you keep a towel within easy reach.
For my mate went running flapping in the breeze,
ran into Jan ,said can you help me please.

Well she took one look, gave a great big grin
said I would love to help, invited him right in
He asked her for the towel, well she laid it on the floor
well he got his towel and wow, so much more!!
The cameraman, into the window he would peek,
there was my mate, in the knees soooooo weak.
Well next morning for all the world to see,
Jan and my mate going at it oh so vigorously.
The moral of this story is an easy one to teach,
keep your balls from bouncing when on a nude beach!!!!!!
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Here is the next groups contribution to my opening stanza


My Day at the Beach

Janice M Pickett
Nothing is as funny
as my day upon the beach
when the ball that I was throwing
went bouncing out of reach
I raced to where it landed
but oh my...Goodness me
you'll never guess what I saw
behind a hanging tree
Vicky J
I am not even sure that I should share
for even I find it very hard to believe
But sure enough, Janice Pickett in her underwear
playing catch with her twin~right behind that tree
Legend
I watched them in their frolicking
It caught me by surprise
To see them move so nimbly
considering their size
A jiggle here a jaggle there
they filled me with desire
A stirring started deep in me
and set my pants on fire
Frogzter
I simply had to find a way
to join them in this game
so I mosey on over there
with no regret or shame
and set my pants on fire
Masterblaster
Dear sweet Frogzter you make me blush
To think she was airing her wares,
Perhaps a bee sneaked in somewhere
And for this she sorely despairs.

She might have an ant in her pants,
Or a serpent that's lost all control,
I think we must all rally round,
And the poor lass with kindness console.
aslanlight
When I did come upon this surreal crowd:
Janice jiggling, Vicky wide open-mouthed,
Legend and Frogzter with pants on fire
And blaster consoling despite her blushes
Balls bouncing, bees sneaking, ants in pants
I did think this phantasmagorical scene
Could not get any more bizarre-I was wrong:
WelshDragon
My mouth agog, what's this I see?
But glimpsed a figure in a tree...
Partly hidden, strange as hell
A woodland creature? I couldn’t tell??
Determined now, I crept up close
And saw a thing with eighteen toes,
and seven heads, all coloured green
The oddest thing I’d ever seen !

Giggling merrily, how it laughed
Orchestrating from its craft
Until its alien mother said
“All baby aliens back to bed !
You’ve teased the humans long enough
Remove that itching powder stuff
Come back to Mars, right now, I say
We’ll be back another day…

Then of Course there is always conversations done in verse,


[new System Message] angelica (im) applauded your comment on Australian Attractions by hugh wyles
"Chuckling snorting chokling my way back into a world of sanity. Hugh you absolutely crack me up. Just imagine me splitting my sides wearing only my Aussie tan. Darn it. This is a good country!!! LOL
Great peice of poetic genius dear Hugh. You really are a dirty ol man hehehehehehehehe


Jan"
[new System Message] wheezyanna (im) made a comment on Australian Attractions (reply):
'If I should visit Ozzie houses
I'd have to do as Hugh espouses
Leave at home my skirts and blouses
And go about in just my trousers

But surely you can see my plight
That if a snake should try to bite
I'm certain I would die of fright
Or at least my trousers bunnye!!

(I've been to Oz a couple of times and the scariest things I ever came across were huge cockroaches in the outside dunny)

Love & Hugs XXX
Anne'.

[new System Message] trista (im) made a comment on Australian Attractions (reply):
'Dear Hugh,

I know not much about the Ozzie nation
or what they have for vegetation.
I just know in my back yard,
tanning topless could leave me scarred!
I had a friend not long ago
who obviously, did not know
in back yards, along the creek
certain plants tend to creep.
Up and down her front and back
(and sadly, even in her...crack)
a rash developed, and itched like crazy
(She hadn’t been laying in fields of daisies)
Thank God my mother always told me:
“Leaves of three, let them be!”
Poison ivy ruined her summer
and even spread to her boyfriend’s hummer.

I think I’d rather brave Ozzie bugs and snakes
than bathe all summer in Calamine lakes
Thanks for the tip
I’ll see ya on the beach!

Much love,
~J.'.

[new System Message] hugh wyles (im) replied to your comment on Australian Attractions, saying:
Dear Janice,
~~~
I can't help being a D.O.Man
when I imagine you, dear Jan,
in nothing but your Aussie tan
displaying gorgeous boobs and fan!

Why, that alone would get me buying
a ticket on the next flight flying,
your stunning wares to be espying.
Of that there's simply no denying.

Though I'm a Chaplain in real life,
I must admit lewd thoughts run rife
however, there's my darling wife
who I'd not cause distress or strife
and so, for better or for worse,
I'll stick to fancy flights of verse!
~~~
Thanks for your reply,
Love and hugs, XXX Hugh.

Finally 

 another delight from hugh

Dear Janice,

I first want to say to you: "Welcome back Jan!"
and I hope things are right with your 'new' caravan
because nothing is worse, in a manner of speaking,
than a flood on the floor and a roof that is leaking!

And I think it is dreadful, if not downright sinister,
that you cannot rely on a crook Aussie minister.
I reckon that his reputation is busted -
if you can't trust a clergyman, who can be trusted?

But consider, if you were in England (down south),
you might have contracted that dread foot-and-mouth
so we're all mighty glad that you moved to Australia
and we hope that you'll soon get a job without failure.

In the meantime I ask all the Ladies and gentry
to read your great poem and vote for your entry.

Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hugh (R.)