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909 · Apr 2019
Apex
once Horace reached
the mountain's
apex
he could go no further
on the lofty ascending
index

now he's perched
high and all
alone
wondering why he wanted
to be in such a rarefied
zone
909 · Jan 2014
Warped Image (Shanzi)
warped image
contorted of shape

blurred the focus
not quite correct

bingo good view
seeing better
what he's all about
907 · Sep 2013
Blood Donors
Why don't more Aussies go and give blood
It's all very easy there's never a flood
Of life giving fluid always it's short
And as all will know life can't be bought

In other parts of the world to-day
There are some folk who bleed for their pay
It's got to be much better our way
So let's keep it free forever to stay

A pint's all you give for some poor ill soul
The feeling you get is like kicking a goal
They'll test you too for all manner of sin
And that too is free each way it's a win

When all is done you'll lie around for a while
With biscuits and tea fruit juice and a smile
A stick you'll get to whack on your car
A white bandage too to show what you are

A donor of blood it's said you are special
To give of yourself and not take a shekel
Pleased be with yourself and all will admire
The giver of blood let no life expire
907 · Mar 2013
The Drivel (Acrostic Poem)
T-Tons of garbage shoveled all around the place
H-High mounds of ******* confronting ones face
E-Enormous amounts dispersed within this space

D-Dare one say how gross the piles of debris appeared
R-Repeatedly the offenders were advised to have it cleared
I-Irritatingly into the mind the image of trash seared
V-Vast quantities are certainly not well endeared
E-Eliminating this poppycock is never feared
L-Long one's eyes hath been with this stuff overly smeared
905 · May 2019
Orb So Smart (Sonnet)
she closets herself away from our sight
yet her ball has the brightest of glimmer
a shining created for sheer delight
how dare she hide her radiant shimmer
behind the obscure curtain of a shroud
she's disposed to making us cheerless
by not displaying outside the dull cloud
why oh why does she behave so joyless
her rays won't beam in an opulent glow
there she chooses to remain concealed
her petulant manner has gone on show
we await the hour she'll be revealed
look our sun has had a change of heart
she exhibits her brilliant orb so smart
905 · Jun 2018
Chainsaw
the bull riders came
from near and far
to try and conquer
Chainsaw's elevated bar

he'd buck them off afore
the eight second crack
none would last upon
his awesomely built back

around the rodeo circuit
this bull had a legendary status
for beating they who'd do
battle with his feisty apparatus

the goading spur of rider
not disconcerting him
he'd show them that he
was ever potent in trim

of an immortal bovine
we'll never see again
so celebrate the elan
of Chainsaw's grain
Otis told me about this cool
brand new swanky dance hall place,
said it was full of pretty-lookers
with baby doll faces
not the sleazebag rough
******-types, the scary kind.
So I pulled on my best blue jeans,
scooped on a little dab of gel and
checked myself out in the mirror.
I thought, man you look swell,
somebody might say, you're fine
and with those thoughts,
I stepped out
headed on down to the party club,
hoping someone would notice me, too.

I walked on over to the servery,
to sample some dip and savories,
out of the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little babe,
she sashayed across the dance hall,
to make herself known to me.
In an instant, there was electricity,
we got to talking about how nice,
it would be, to get together
more regularly.
I knew there and then,
we were going to be real close friends,
she oozed class and she had me rapt,
my heart beat climbed high,
like, I'd scored a drop dead gorgeous
piece of sugar pie.
I thought yeah!
She'd be the ideal girl for me.

And she would be,
if she could dance the Watusi
she'd be fine with me.
Well, I'm not one
to beat around the bush,
I cut to the quick,
so I sauntered right up to her
and in my smoothest Southern drawl
asked the lil' darling,
"Sweet Darling would you like
a cup of Chardonnay?"
And she, in the most playful way,
smiled coyly and replied,
"Why Mister, surely I would,
I can't resist a fine wine!"

As we sipped on the wine,
there was a warming glow
between us two, we were starting
to cog, like in sync watches.
I thought to myself, I can play
a part, in her every dream,
my lil' darling and I dancing,
to the beat of a lava stream.
We took to the dance hall floor,
expressing our close body simmer,
the Watusi sounds,
had us all a glimmer.

Then we pulled closer,
the gravity was electric,
a sacred feeling,
I could feel between my hips
and she,
she had a primordial fragrance,
I could smell beneath her
fashionable clothes.
Reasonableness was fading
quickly with the pace,
I held her face
and we fell
into another dimension.

A flow of passion ignited,
there was no containing,
the flare,
our lips burnt with an excited
and intoxicating fervor,
our skin to skin contact,
was like an ember.
Eros, had my sugar pie and I
in mind,
when he wrote the script,
to the sensual Watusi bind.
903 · Oct 2013
I Need A Fix
not feeling crash hot
body contorted
trembles on and off
mind fuzzy in stages
called my local drug dealer
we're meeting
in twenty five minutes

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

I arrive at the old brickyards
my dealer turns up
seeing his face
makes me feel good
he proceeds to tell me
this fix is top grade stuff
money negotiations
already done over the phone
now in receipt of a cap and a half
my dealer gets lost
he checks for cops

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

I've scored my fix
in a shabby storehouse
at the old brickyards
laid out in preparation
are my tools for administering the drug
needle spoon  lighter  water
my belt the tourniquet
the fix is cooked
done in short time
no time to waste

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

I look along my punctured arm
to find a suitable place
luck!
I've found an unused vein
no problems
the needle goes in
I unload the contents of the syringe
in just a few minutes
the effect of the drug can be felt

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

my mind goes into introspection
other forms of thought
consumed and cocooned
different consciousness
plains reached
levels beyond
I almost feel close to God
or am I God myself
the images merge in my distorted mind
euphoric sublime
this lot of smack
has sure smacked me
journey well affords the expense

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

after several hours
reality hits and returns
not feeling so sedate
can I cope with what gets thrown at me
need to be in control of things
not drug in control of me
smack has got me
under her weighty thumb

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

already planning next break in
no better a gas station robbery
job like that means more cash
it'll buy heaps more smack
my habit is a demanding *****
nagging on me all the time
I've got to feed it
it
it
it
habit
got me ****
hoping the cops
don't get a trace or whiff of me

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me
I wrote this poem after reading an article about a drug addict.
their hearts chimed as one, sweet the bell of joy
ever happy doth it play, sweet the bell of joy

aligned so perfectly, affection ringing ever true
a delight most gay, hark volumes of joy

brightness of blissfulness, dwells within the pair
harmonic the choirs array, of such felicitous joy

ever they'll be elated, in utter glorious glee
a most treasured day, cascading with much joy

in sync bells ring, merry is their song
telling of love's way, so wonderful the joy
901 · Sep 2013
Tiring Of Obama
the American people are tiring of Obama
he isn't doing much for their karma
they would like his head on a plate
for he is no longer their mate

America is falling into disrepair
and Obama's administration seems not to care
congress needs to act decisively
and impeach his *** rather quickly
900 · Mar 2017
Product Endorsements
product endorsements
are what I like to do
and boy have I got
a good product for you
since I've been wearing
the EverFlex brand
of shoe
endorsing them is all
I like to do
they've a comfortable fit
and on the foot
they so nicely sit
EverFlex are the kings
in the shoe-making vocation
and should you not be
slipping into a pair
your feet won't be
sensing elation
dreaming of a beach-side holiday
I'll get there by next month's end
to but feel the sea's cooling spray  

an east breeze in the harbor's bay
floating softly about a coastal rend
dreaming of a beach-side holiday

sandcastles on the shore shall array
taking a walk by rocky ledge bend
to but feel the sea's cooling spray

sandpiper wings e'er fluttering away
twill be a relaxing time to expend
dreaming of a beach-side holiday

a time to enjoy waves in a blue cay
tasting the freshness of an ocean friend
to but feel the sea's cooling spray

the salty brine doth beckon a stay
if only this locale I could apprehend
dreaming of a beach-side holiday
to but feel the sea's cooling spray
899 · Nov 2013
Bouquet (Dodoitsu Poem)
her sweet lavender perfume
attracted his attention
he was drawn to the woman
who wore this bouquet
899 · May 2016
Disingenuous Decorum
a glowing tribute*
was penned for the infamous plagiarist
apparently the scriber did little research
into the copier's grist

this master replicator
has visited many a poetry site
to steal what others
did with heart and soul write

brazen is this fellow
in his misappropriating conduct
passing off material
which isn't his original product

again he has reappeared
at the Hello Poetry forum
showing his usual
*disingenuous decorum
894 · Oct 2014
Edward Gough Whitlam
the Australian Labor Party
is in mourning to-day
the great left wing union
in the sky
called Gough away
he was a leviathan
of Australian politics
in the seventies
many social issues
he championed
on the parliament's floor
with Rex Connors and Dr Jim Cairns
his biggest bone of contention
was Sir John Kerr
he sunk Gough's money supply
with Malcolm Frazer
looking on from the side
to-day there is a dark pall
cast over the Labor Party
as it says farewell
to Gough
men and women
of
Australia
will
never
see
his
likes
again
894 · Nov 2014
Central Command
they've taken over the shop
they're running central command
should you be acquiescing at their feet
to you they'll stretch out a friendly hand
those who aren't in the fold
the ones on the outer
shall never be given an entry
for only the top liners
shall obtain a front door key
it's plain
it's simple
it's a management decision
who will be in
either
the inclusion
or
exclusion
departments
of
the
store
893 · Dec 2014
Santa's Mantra
Santa sings a mantra
a mantra Santa sings
he sings his jolly mantra
as the Christmas bells ring

his happy mantra
can be heard here and there
it is a song which has
such a mirthful air

the strains of Santa's mantra
shall echo all around the globe
for he wishes us all to be
gleeful in his bright lobe

Santa sings a mantra
a mantra Santa sings
he sings his jolly mantra
with a jovial swing
#mantra  #singing  #Santa  #Christmas
892 · Oct 2019
The Trees
the trees
the trees
what ever happened
to the trees
once our scenery
had acres and acres
of trees
but over the years
we've purged
far too many trees

yet the trees are so vital
in the natural world's ecology
for their leaves perspiring assists
the rain cycle's hydrology

we've not replaced
the trees we've taken down
hence why we've now few of them
in our environment's crown

and our countryside
suffers prolonged dry spells
the trees were such
precious fillers of rives and wells

the trees
the trees
what ever happened
to the trees
once our scenery
had acres and acres
of trees
but over the years
we've purged
far too many trees
#trees  #deforestation  #drought  #precipitation  #ecology #nature
891 · Dec 2016
Artistic Sprout
some poets take copious hours
to perfect a poetic line
their pens ever ruminating
on what they'll opine

a piece polished with lustrous gleam
having the silken flow of a dale's stream
an insight into nature's beauty so rare
portrayed by the pensive mind of care

word craft the knowing
where to place that descriptive
figure of speech
a nuance articulating the sound
in the car brakes
sudden locking screech*

every part of the verse
well thought out
to present a verbiage
*of artistic sprout
888 · Sep 2014
Mountain's Twine
he's hankering for the mountains
on a Carolina coastline
he's hankering is to be in the embrace
of the mountain's twine

the mountain's call is like a throng
it lasts in his thoughts all the day long
to the mountains he'll ever belong
upon him the draw is so strong

in the mountain his kin folk all reside
he can't wait to be again at their side
those mountains fill his soul with pride
the spirit of the place plies his heart's tide

a welling feeling washes over his mind
as he ponders the mountain's holding bind
the territory there has a familiar rind
that within his being shall never unwind

he's hankering for the mountains
on a Carolina coastline
he's hankering to be in the embrace
of the mountain's twine
#mountains  #hankering  #soul  #spirit
nothing is exact
along life's path, routes vary
clench their challenges
she is coming to our gardens very soon
she'll have a paintbox of colors so bright
her vividness will be a spectacular boon

she'll splash some purple and orange light
on trellises and pathways to add her glee
she'll have a paintbox of colors so bright

blossoms of pink and cerise shall be on trees
it'll make the bees hum in a happy refrain
on trellises and pathways to add her glee

spring's lively lass is returning once again
every part of our gardens beautifully decorated
it'll make the bees hum in a happy refrain

birds shall twitter at what she has painted
her glorious canvas shall be a delight to see
every part of our gardens beautifully decorated

she'll have a vivacious palette to spree
her glorious canvas shall be a delight to see
she is coming to our gardens very soon
her vividness shall be a spectacular boon
886 · Jan 2017
Swarming Locust
swarming in to burrow
beneath the skin*
this a plague of much
chagrin

the locust band
had moved in
with a harmfulness
in its whirling spin

they'd not been detected
by the radar's pin
so unsuspecting were
those who dwelt within

as they stayed
we'd hear but their din
that was full on
regarding the clamorous tin

of the epidemic
which swarmed in
there'd be no possibility  
*for the kin to gain a win
886 · Oct 2013
Syncopate (Metaphor Poem)
he had internal conflicts
to contend with
demons
that wouldn't be subdued
or suppressed

he had a career
mapped out
in the entertainment industry
future fame
making it even bigger
on the American music scene

the day he passed away
nothing was straight in his mind
the woes of his personal life
came to a head
he was found hanging
on a motel room door

a young man
with much to look forward to
yet his woes
wouldn't disband
the music stopped
for him...
abridged
cut short
from life he did abort
886 · Dec 2013
Hey There Pretty Lady
hey there pretty lady
I'm beguiled by your smile
do you think
that maybe
you could stay a while

I've a million things
I want to say to you
I've a whole lifetime
to spend loving you

hey there pretty lady
I'm beguiled by your smile
do think
that maybe
you could stay a while

I've been waiting for you
for so very long
I've finally found you
and my heart is full of song

hey there pretty lady
I'm beguiled by your smile
do you think
that maybe
you could stay a while
885 · Jan 2014
Fire (Rictameter Poem)
flames
fiercely racing
through the bushland terrain
consuming all within their path
charred trees and houses bear testament
to their tirade of destruction
the landscape badly burnt
furious fire
flames
The rain now falls o'er our rural township
Tis such a delight to hear of its drip
We've been in a dry spell for a long while
With the advent of a pour we'll rejoice
That will be done in our happiest voice
The pastures were lacking of a good drink
Farmlands fast looking like an arid sink
A brighter day came with its wetting smile
Soils bestowed in moisture so fetching
Which shall bring a green to the land's etching
Fat drops continue their most quenching spill
Our hamlet thankful to the skies gifting
With its favor we've had an uplifting
The countryside hath received a filling bill
883 · Apr 2013
Songs Of Felicity
gaiety and happiness
reside in the bush this day
the birds are singing
in a bright and joyful way

their songs so up lift
and do inspire thee
with an enormous amount
of bubbly glee

their tuneful melodies
can be heard everywhere
they are filling the bush land acres
with such sweet fair

thy heart feels so elated
and replete with joviality
thanks to the birds
singing their songs of felicity
SBN.
Why do us poets
always let these jerks
who do not even
have an atom
of creativity
decide the value
and level
of our creativity?

ES.

Given that us
but meek poetic folk
have a humbleness
to our line of yolk
we permit these ignorant jerks
a liberal latitude
to openly express
their aimless platitudes

SBN.

Why do us poets
fall for the trends
and applause
it occasionally brings
knowing full well
it is all merely ephemeral
and what is permanent
is our depression so dismal?

ES.

We are cajoled
by the transient ovation
which resounds with much
brevity in its adulation
thence follows our
despondency of wretchedness
that descends into
a despairing grimness

SBN.

When will us poets
ever decide
that we do not care two hoots
for cheap popularity
and that our creations
are too valuable really
for some **** to **** on them
and make and mostly break them?

ES.

Oh for us true poets
to be admired with a fervent zeal
by those jerks who've
not a scrap of poetic appeal
unto us they can
dollop their excrement pile
for we shall surpass them
with our flash penning style

SBN.

So let us take in our hands
our own poetic destiny
lets write on time's shifting sand
and ensure our poetic integrity
882 · Sep 2014
Maralinga (Ghazal Poem)
servicemen ingested the wrath, leaching through unsuspecting bodies
in a time capsule it sat in idleness, waiting to affect their aged bodies

no safeguards were in place, the testing went on without accountability
the red dust of the outback irradiated, protective cladding not on bodies

years later cancers were reported, nuclear particles ratcheting up
damaging the organs and bones, in frail manner were their bodies

a mushroom cloud hung low, the aftermath of British testing
the servicemen but lab rats, no one had regard for these bodies

friendly fire came to Australia, back in the nineteen fifties
Maralinga a tragedy in the making, its dire fallout stayed in bodies
882 · Apr 2014
Thoughtlessly Torn Away
score on score of them are laid
score on score of them have killed and maimed
score on score of them in jungles and in fields
score on score of them dot the Afghan lands
score on score of them have been detonated

the touching of a mechanism
with an unsuspecting foot
the tearing of flesh
the splintering of bone
the rivers of red blood

prosthesis fitted
to permit walking again
without an artificial foot
no steps
can be gained

score on score
the damage everlasting
injurious landmines
blasting

score on score
the toll of dead rises
landmine activity brings
many demises

somewhere on our planet
a man, woman of child
has had a limb
thoughtlessly torn away
NB: Last Friday, was International Landmine Awareness Day.
881 · Aug 2016
Hang On!
a lynch-man
in the Tennessee hills
had run out of hanging thrills
so he decided
to travel
a few hundred miles
crossing the border
into Arkansas
with his new hemp ropes
at the ready
he sized up
the governor's and his spouse's
necks
saying nonchalantly to himself
what the heck
then over the highest branch
he flung the noosing strings
and corralled
the wicked corrupt two
into an inescapable pen
round their napes
he placed
the stricture of the knots
which he'd pulled
very tight
and said farewell
saying to them
hang on
I'll be back later
to see how you're both fairing
on his slow return
Bill and Hillary
were silently gagged
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHXCHpnLIb8
credible sources did inform, from horse's mouth it came
credible sources did inform, from horse's mouth it came
clouds of doubt weren't around, the picture twas real
clouds of doubt weren't around, the picture twas real
clouds of doubt weren't around, credible sources did inform
from the horse's mouth it came, the picture twas real

well apprised of the situation, being in the know
well apprised of the situation, being in the know
the evidence told a tale, everything twas on exhibit
the evidence told a tale, everything twas on exhibit
being in the know, everything twas on exhibit
the evidence told a tale, well apprised of the situation

an inquiry wasn't needed, which saved time
an inquiry wasn't needed, which saved time
the boys in the legal department, not filing out paperwork
the boys in the legal department, not filing out paperwork
an inquiry wasn't needed, the boys in the legal department
not filing out paperwork, which saved time

the evidence told a tale, credible sources did inform
from the horse's mouth it came, an inquiry wasn't needed
well apprised of the situation, no clouds of doubt were around
the picture twas real, the boys in the legal department
not filing out paperwork, which saved time
everything twas on exhibit, being in the know
879 · Nov 2013
Completely Stationary
age is catching up
with me that's for sure
as it takes me hours
to sweep the floor

ten years ago
I was nimble of foot
but of late my speediness
has gone caput

the old legs just
can't keep pace
and they wouldn't
be in the hunt
to win a sprint race

these days I have more
in common with a snail
inching very slowly
along the trail

zip and zeal
are no longer
in my vocabulary
sluggishness
is now the core word
in my dictionary

as the days pass
there is less vim and vitality
within me
and in the near future
my motor will become
completely stationary
where shall one begin with an unknown task
as there's not a manual of instruction
to follow in the exact construction
yet one cannot be phased by its ask
ad-libbing may get knitted on the bask
so why allow any type of obstruction
it'll mean one is certain for destruction
on-ward till there's a near finished cask
Milton supplied the writing assignment
hence one took a huge risk attempting it
his format came without apt document
the sonnet improvised every bit
a plan not seen anywhere to complement
the novice didst garner abundant wit
the grass is always greener
on the other side of life
that's what they reckon
until they run into strife

on the other side there are
unwelcome hidden traps
which are never espied
until they land in their laps

it is better to do a thorough survey
before venturing to the other side
as what you'll encounter
may not be such a delicate ride

at first the other side
looks like a tempting opportunity
but let not it snare you
in its secreted fallibility
877 · Nov 2014
Clout
the chappy from Moree
and his Narrabri sidekick
put their heads together
and came up with a dandy trick

it was effective in hunting
those common B Graders away
for they'd determined that only
exemplary talent would stay

the chappy and his sidekick
are a most fabulous cohort
they'll not freely associate
with any routine sort

into their hallowed space
you'll be rapidly ushered in
but it is a must to wear
their Mason's variety of grin

some have got aboard
the chappies and sidekick's train
they'll be projected into
the fastest possible lane

the lad's conditions of rule
are certain and absolute
to be atop the mountain with them
you need to be resolute

it is safe to say that the chappy
and his sidekick know their stock
they'll not permit ordinary people
to join their excellent flock

at all times they patrol the zone
with a vigorous stick
to not let the riff raff
gain any illustrious pick

twill make their day to see
the run of the mill shown out
so they've all the clout
that can be bandied about
877 · Apr 2013
Slumber
I'll slot into my adult cot very shortly
to rest the bones of my weary body
on a comfy mattress made for my lumber
twill be so nice to partake of some slumber
of late the word sources
has featured in an American President's
lexicon
and on the subject of sources
he does like to ramble on and on
and on ....  

who are the sources
the unnamed gang

what is the purpose in the sources
wretched clang-a-lang

when will the sources
show the song sheet which they sang

where do these sources
all inconspicuously hang

why oh why are they sources
without any real twang

and

how can we believe sources
who've become estranged from
a reliable fang
876 · Nov 2014
Purloined (Rosarian Sonnet)
The master copyist hath made an appearance
Without being given the proper clearance
He's just blown in at another poetry site
One bets he'll be at his usual caper
Plagiarizing poet's work on his paper
Twas noted that he'd come to have a look
For poems which he could put in his own nook
None can be credited as a true write
This chap is serial at knocking things off
No wonder we should of him verily scoff  
As bold as a brass **** he was stealing
Slipping under the radar's scope to ******  
He's made that locale his casual patch
Hope he hasn't purloined those poet's writing
875 · Sep 2013
Jade (Metaphor Poem)
how often
the jade
appears
some wear it
as a spear
this color
we know well
it rarely if ever
is covered
by a shell
there it is
rearing its head again
a covetous tinge
to its eye
875 · Aug 2014
Sombre Tones
the sombre tones
of night
enter the heart and mind
their pervasive shadows
ne'er fade
they revisit
over and over
again
to be unburdened
of their tones
shall bring
a compassionate
easing
875 · Jul 2013
Blood (Word Cinquain)
blood
oxygen carrier
coursing the veins
we need it's supply
red
her pizzazz on stage cannot be beat
she is the dame of the song Big Spender
in a glittering gown she looked neat

dynamic moves she'd often tender
verve goes into her one woman show
she is the dame of the song Big Spender

with mic on stand she really glows
Bond Movie themes made her a star
verve goes into her one woman show

other cabaret acts are not of her par
Diamonds Are Forever so well known
Bond Movie themes made her a star

a Welsh girl with fab sounding tones
on record players her tunes are spun
Diamonds Are Forever so well known

her fans think she is number one
on record players her tunes are spun
her pizzazz on stage cannot be beat
in a glittering gown she looked neat
women the world over have been assigned
a special day by the United Nations
we're all acquainted with these wonderful
individuals in our populations

they come from countries
diverse in culture
and are fecund in their
nature

some being in the fields of
science
education
and
economics
contributing
to
the
world's
dynamics

whilst other are in the fields of
arts
writing
and
entertainment
giving
unto
the
world
much
enjoyment

WOMEN BELIEVING
THAT ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
WOMEN ACHIEVING
THE IMPOSSIBLE

now to conclude with some athlete's names
they've participated in the Olympic Games
both of them world track and field competitors
Marjorie Jackson and Kathy Freeman female victors
873 · Nov 2013
Distracted
sometimes one is most forgetful
especially when it comes to the kettle
the ear must be tuned well in
for if it is not one can
have a case of over boiling

yesterday I put the kettle on
and got distracted
by other goings on

whence I'd returned
from picking up the lawn clippings
I found the outside of the kettle
wet and dripping
there was not a drop
of water left inside of it
the dashed thing
had boiled dry
which made
me sigh

the kettle's whistle
I had not heard
for whilst I was outside
I'd been distracted
by the singing
of birds
There once was a man named President Bill
Who told porkies up on Capitol Hill
He stated that he and Monica didn't do it
But the press knew all about his little habit
Bill and Monica's affair made for good front page fair
872 · May 2014
It's A Drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

it's collecting info on me and you
it's checking out everything we do
it plies a spying eye
in all directions of the sky
why oh why oh why
does it need to pry on you and I

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

people are freaking out
knowing that a drone could be about
they can't relax at all
the surveillance does appall
it's truly quite queer
how the government do peer

it's a drone, it's drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
This poem is written, to the Cream lyric "I'm So Glad".
871 · Jul 2019
Wandering Dictionary
due to my dictionary
wandering about
there will be no words
for me to spout

the dash thing took
a hike out of here
where it ventured
to isn't too clear

should I not locate it
within the week
the outlook for writing
shall be bleak

I can't understand
why it left me
there was no logical
reason for it to flee

if anyone sees
a Collins Dictionary
wandering in a field
near your locality

let it know that its
owner wants it back
all will be forgiven if it gets
on the homeward  track

it will be full steam
ahead at this place
when my word reference
shows its face
871 · Feb 2021
Alleviate
of recent days
the solar panels
and wind turbines
couldn't ALLEVIATE
the cold indoor climes

thereby causing the folks
of Texas to freeze
under the many inches
of thick snow

how they all hankered
for that old fashioned
coal generated
electricity
which would ALLEVIATE
the boreal conditions
atrocity
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