Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
and our hallowed free speech
would be unduly harnessed
in
no more to be heard
was the point of its
fin

regulation and an ever
present stricture's
tie
saw this mouth's opinion
in death's posture of
goodbye

gone from the world
those voices who expressed their
cause
they'd remain on an extended
period of
pause

the liberty to speak
that we all once
knew
sorely vanished out
of each individual's
view
the tongue of free speech
has come under
attack
by those who want it
hauled off its
track  

were the free speaker
to yield to the Fabian
left
no more would we hear the
alternate tone's
weft
    
the mainstream media
have joined in with the
assailing
for of an independent angle
they'll not be
regaling  

over the next while
there's got to be a stand
taken
if not freedom's voice
will be
forsaken
one cannot get down on one's knees
it is apparent that they are unbending
both patellas have gone into a freeze

the discomfort in them is never ending
one's knee joints oft tend to lock tight
it is apparent that they are unbending

their rigidity is becoming a real blight
scrubbing floors is a most painful affair
one's knee joints oft tend to lock tight

these days one's knees are in need of care
arthritis has set in for a rather long stay
scrubbing floors is a most painful affair

one would like the stiffness to go away
there isn't much flexibility in one's legs
arthritis has set in for a rather long stay

oh to have more spring in the knee pegs
there isn't much flexibility in one's legs
one cannot get down on one's knees
both patellas have gone into a freeze
when I was a fresh faced girl
momma said don't go playing with trash
cause trash will ruin your world

now I'm grown
I understand
what momma
was saying
when she said child
don't go playing

I met a guy in Ralstonville
he promised me he'd treat me well
all his promises were but a veneer
cause night after night
he'd thrash me into tears

and I stayed
and I stayed
hoping he'd see the light
and that he'd be contrite
but nothing changed
he just kept on being deranged

momma momma
your fresh faced girl
momma momma
she's seen ruin in her world
A poem based on...Domestic Violence.
from a distant shore
the pervasive disease floated
in
whereby every country
was infected with its
min  

its waves have been
two
stage
as they've come in
a repeat
gauge  

and its spread has done
damage
untold
many millions of people caught
in its psychopathic
fold

the world's population
shall breath easy once
again
on a remedy being discovered
to quash its
bane  

our globe awaits that
untroubled
day
when the eastern virus's current
finally vanishes
away
from beneath the red wall canyon
spilt forth a river's mighty flow
along the steep valley's runyon
a surging cascade being on show

spilt forth a river's mighty flow
tumbling over many rock boulders
a surging cascade being on show
rushing through the narrow shoulders  

tumbling over many rock boulders
the water's spray splashing around
rushing through the narrow shoulders
on an excursion south bound
  
the water's spray splashing around
along the steep valley's runyon
on an excursion south bound
from benath the red wall canyon
what lies in the vast frontiers of space
scientists have pondered on this very thing
they've boarded rockets to check out the place

is there only little green men a gleaming
at the far reaches of the celestial plain
scientists have pondered this very thing

inquiring earth minds taking the interplanetary train
so many worlds yet to be well investigated
at the far reaches of the celestial plain

can this orb support life and can it be populated
a glimpse of what is out there seen on Mars
so many worlds yet to be investigated

they reckon man might dwell upon a galaxy of stars
an upbeat community of scientists filled with joy
a glimpse of what is out there seen on Mars

Earthlings with state of the art technology to employ
an upbeat community of scientists filled with joy
what lies in the vast frontiers of space
they've boarded rockets to check out the place
Doctor and Mr Granger have gone on holiday
They boarded an interstate bus at seven thirty am yesterday
By three this afternoon they'll be sunbathing at Tampa Bay
It's been years since they ventured down that way

Mrs Granger needed to escape the winter chills
Which had been so extreme in those Tennessee hills
The warmer Florida climes would give her such thrills
As the sun in this location has always heated her blue gills

The good Doctor Granger is a wonderful chap
He didn't want Mrs Granger to be in the cold snap
And he made sure she'd not have to feel its cold wrap
Hence the nice holiday into Tampa's warm lap

The Grangers will be staying in the South region for a while
Where the sun ever displays its radiant dial
And gives Mr Granger a good reason to smile
As she gets away from Tennessee's frozen wiles
Every so often, I like to post a poem about Doctor and Mrs Granger...
Mr Jones had the sum of five bucks
So he bought a coffee at Starbucks
Their lattes were inexpensively priced
So none of his meager dollars were sacrificed
He was a man who knew the value of cash
And never spent oodles from his stash
As he slurped the coffee down he did smile
For he'd saved a humongous money pile
He lived the life of a very frugal chap
And rarely emptied his finance's tap
gales are persisting in Leeds
stay out of their fierce blusters
they'll blow a dog off a chain
in the galleries
of his dreams
the most voluptuous women could be seen
these mirages of his mind
were so real
in his REM moments

curvacious pillowed thighs
******* of tantalizing appeal
sensual libations
his hands could touch
e'en the petals of the flower's
moistened entree

the night hours of sojourning
to the female forms frames
did bring him pleasure
with the colors and textures
they did supply
how he so wishes
they were at his command
in the waking hours
of day light
the garbage truck didn't turn up to-day
and the neighborhood trash stunk all day
a gross smell drifted across the street
it was akin to a rotting pile of peat

the council have heard the odd gripe
they've been told that the ******* is ripe
the residential area is no perfumery
our quarter acre blocks are so stinky

we'll be forced to vacate the neighborhood
as uncollected garbage is far from good
the air is heady with stale fish and curry
vegetable matter and an assortment of slurry

it is hoped that a truck can soon be found
as we'll be decamping the area's bounds
our noses have had a harrowing time
inhaling a stench which isn't sublime
a great ingredient
I've discovered for cookery
in the past it was never
added to my recipes
for I wasn't aware
of its tasty properties

recently a friend
introduced me to it
now all my meat and vegetable dishes
are super hits

those bland old recipes
of an era gone by
no longer in my kitchen
do they apply

garlic is now my favorite
cooking additive
and on my crockery plates
long shall it live
one gathers
the hottest burning
kindling one can

for the most ferocious fire
shall be lit beneath
that man

a hellish roasting
is what he
so richly deserves

let the flames
destroy
him with verve

may the inferno
consume
him greedily

until nothing
remains
of his body

the fierce fire
shall placate one

when that man's
form is better than well done
Biden begins to feel the gelid winter air/
for his polling numbers aren't so fair/
the people of the country did opine/
his leadership isn't all that fine/
hence our disappproving despair/

they were in need of administration flair/
which would bring urgent repair/
yet none was on offer in his mine/
Biden begins to feel the gelid winter air/

our hopes our dreams of sunny alair/
being an unmaterialized affair/
his policies falling short in twine/
like that of a poorly directed vine/
his current percentages lowly of stair/
Biden begins to feel the gelid winter air/
Rondeau

A Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR. Lines 9 and 15 are short - a refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the same metrical length).
we're such a benevolent lot
we give the Welfare set
our hard won dough
they sit on their *****
and do not a thing
while we're out working
for a wage
but our kindnesses
are being exploited
by the dole collectors
those ***** mothers
having broods of kids
and we hand them
our toiling quids
those kids
should be supported
by their daddies
let them get a job
and become
responsible
for their sprog
the Welfare system
is getting plundered
every day
by those who won't
get out and earn their pay
how nice
our honey *** has been
taken for granted
and bled of its generosity
There once was a man named Claude
Who married his cousin Maude
Their kith did heartily celebrate
As they wed within the family state
Of genetic accord were Maude and Claude
one hankers for summer's return
to again feel a warmer burn
the balmy touch shall so elate        
basking in the sun's genial sate

oh depart gelid winter song
you've tarried around far too long
come back one's most favoured mate
basking in the sun's genial sate

in time one's yearing shall subside
on a change to the season's tide  
one awaits until that choice date
basking in the sun's genial sate  

one hankers for summer's return
basking in the sun's genial sate
in a cozy nest*
the sect of snakes
did reside
with the chief asp
holding a strong
preside

none would ever move
until he gave an okay
to defy his edicts they'd
be thrown out of the shay

an uncomfortable position
the servile vipers were in
each of them had disclosed
secrets to the overlord's ear tin

after a time the snug abode
imploded on the leader of the sect
the underlings obtained some smarts
*and wouldn't willingly genuflect
a germ has infected
the Hello Poetry site
it is much worse
than a mosquito's bite

fast spreading
is its very nasty spores
in the layers of dermis
one sees its grubby paws

quarantining the place
is a massive task
as the germ has escaped
from its insecure flask

precautions must be taken
by all members here
remember to pop on
your safety gear

you'll all be wanting
to be informed of scourge
which at this site
has been having a splurge

the plagiarizing bug
is omnipresent be forewarned
and those who've been at it
should be well scorned
he used to sing in a rock band
back in seventy three
he could put a show on
so dynamically

the concert goers screamed
and screamed
the stage would be alive
with rock
the drummer
would smack the skins
and the fellow
on the bass guitar
would rile up the fret
and the rock star
put the meat
on the lyric
at that hot mic stand

he was rock star
back in seventy three
he could put a show on
so dynamically

get down
get down
we'll rock the world
we'll rock the world

these were the words
he sang as he strutted the stage
in his open shirt and tight leather pants

get down
get down
we'll rock the world
we'll rock the world

he could put a show on
so dynamically
on night's ebony ocean
on night's ebony ocean
the ghost ship did sail  
the ghost ship did sail
night's ghost ship did sail
on the ebony ocean

twas an illusion of a boat
twas an illusion of a boat
floating across a darkened sky
floating across a darkened sky
an illusion of a boat
twas floating across a sky darkened

silvery light emanated from the vessel
silvery light emanated from the vessel
as it navigated those vast seas
as it navigated those vast seas
the silvery vessel navigated those seas
as from it vast light emanated

twas an illusion of a boat
silvery light emanated from the vessel
floating across a darkened sky
the ghost ship did sail
as it navigated those vast seas
on night's ebony ocean
she yearned for him to adorn
her ******* in passionate kisses
long she had waited
to savor his lips upon her skin
near the fire she sat
with her sheer blouse opened
so he could avail himself
of her tantalizing
gifts
Jack called in this morning
for a cup of tea
and he asked if he
could hold my knee

I turned down his request
rather smartly
as I had no need
of a hand on my knee

Jack is a man
who is into close contact
Jack is also a man
who is lacking in tact

he's very forward
in his style of approach
his manner doth
irritatingly encroach

last week he called in
to have tea with Meg
he asked if he could hold
her ample leg

to whit she said Jack
I don't think so
it is time for you
to get up and go

Jack likes to call
on the ladies in these parts
using his not so pleasant methods
to win their hearts

Jack fancies himself
to be the local ******
but the ladies around here
know that isn't so
your tastebuds
won't divorce*
the tangy zest
of Giuseppe's sauce

the fulsome tomato flavour
you'll always want to savour

Giuseppe's sauce
is
so
yum
yum

Giuseppe's makes
the
palate
hum
*hum
dawn's radiant light
fell upon the wooded glade
on realizing its call
to rise
a chorus of robins
began their singing
for the day
the tuneful sounds
bought such joy
to the ear
wandering beneath
the overhanging boughs
was a lumbering hedgehog
he ceased his travels
to take a closer listen
on hearing the birds
bright twittering
it gladdened
him so
they've aspired to be
heads of corporations
and these aprirants
are in many nations

a revolution is taking
place
in the  business world's
space

women are becoming
CEO's of companies
as they've all inched up the
ladder of success by degrees
    
the glass ceiling has been
broken through
and the boss's are of a
female slew
  
let us celebrate the women
who've reached the top perch  
and on their journey there
they've attained the laurel's birch
A belated poem for " International Women's Day"
like a malleable glass pane
the mirage bent and moved
atop the road's tar surface
on the noon sun's peak
she came to him in a dream
her beauty twas e'er so dazzling  
he fell in love with her gleam

she of sight verily compelling
lifting his heart unto a stellar plain
her beauty twas e'er so dazzling

in his mind her image did ingrain
as a blue diamond she glimmered
lifting his heart unto a stellar plain

on his pillow the moon shimmered
she'd bought magic to his night
as a blue diamond she glimmered

his soul danced in a world of light
to a most elegant manifestation
she'd bought magic to his night

during his sleep he'd a revelation
to a most elegant manifestation
she came to him in a dream
he fell in love with her gleam
gorgeous sparkling pinholes
bejewel the night sky's cape
millions of stunning sequins
glistening diamonds
we've started the ball rolling
on the secret project
should it be successful
it'll have a positive affect

I've laid the golden egg
with promise in mind
the pay off will be of an
enhancing little kind

a good friend is right behind
the plan's progression
we'll be playing a jolly tune
in our happy procession

if it gets to the market place
a few bucks might be made
there may even be a spot
for it in a country cavalcade

at this stage I'm waiting
on my friend to send a cable
as to whether we've got
a product fit  for the table

when I laid that rosy egg
some six weeks ago
I put a good deal of iron
into its rounded glow
a thousand ants
working together

co-operating
as a unit

the combining
of the masses
can achieve a goal
if there is anyone interested
in buying two arthritic knees
please contact this number
238976289 by half past three

all offers shall be considered
before the knees are sold
as vintage joints like these
are worth ten pots of gold
organizations or persons
of philanthropic bent
can assist the Hello Poetry site
by donating five thousand dollars
for a mobile app's content

as the members of this literary forum
aren't millionaires
there is a need to fund
the app's affairs

it is hoped that lovers of written art
can give a bountiful hand
their valuable contributions
could easily cover five grand

now that the seeking call
has been placed online
may donors soon flood in
with a veritable gold mine
the remnants of a gold pan
were found at Laura Creek
it had rusted out
and the bottom of it did leak
a local fossicker
told me he'd discovered
the corroded dish
whilst he was digging
in the creek's swish
a peaceful mood is within the country's chair  
rain drops falling dispersing their fare
the bushland no more in despair
a quenching drink on soils bare
terrain out of dry lair
getting a wet share
lands now repair
moist the care
goodly
air
wet weather events are becoming rare
few of them venture to our location
we seemingly get not a goodly share

there is little or no precipitation
copious clouds don't form in rain bands
few of them venture to our location

so depleted of dampness these lands
yet acreages in England are sopping
copious clouds don't form in rain bands

we'd like lots of drops to be dropping
there's none to bring a beaming smile
yet acreages in England are sopping

the downpour provider walks not our mile
we look to the skies for some irrigation
there's none to bring a beaming smile

the soil's profile is lacking of saturation
we look to the skies for some irrigation
wet weather events are becoming rare
we seemingly get not a goodly share
she swishes her gossiping*
brag
like the reddest red
flag

our confidences cannot be entrusted
to her
ear
she has a propensity to broadcast
them clarion
clear

she'll cajole you with
her amiable
speak
then by not checking the tongue
all will
leak

impart no details
keep them safe unto
self
as the idle talker
respects not even
*herself
got to rise
got to rise
got to rise

I see the ladder's highest rung
from here on the flat floor
and I know that rising
to top rung
is going to take
so so much more

I'll strive
I'll put in the effort
I'll give it all I've got
to ascend
to that top rung spot

got to rise
got to rise
got to rise
Sam the painter
he's a ladder climber of note
and he's handed me
one of his climbing quotes
don't let that high rung
beat you down
show it that you
are no fumbling clown

got to rise
got to rise
got to rise
to the ladder's lofty peak
and as I step up each rung
I'll be aware
that I'm on an all conquering feat
with my optimistic feet

got to rise
got to rise
got to rise
the pitter patter of rain
gladdens the man on the land
for his crops shall grow robust
with its gracing falls
How many grains of sand are on the world's beaches?
This weekend the NRL final will be played
South Sydney and Canterbury Banks-town
Shall do battle on the hallowed footy ground
The match up will be a ripper for sure
There is little love lost between these teams
A sell out crowd is primed and ready to cheer
The fans in the stands will be rooting hard
As those twenty six men give it their all on the field
Up for grabs is the coveted victor's trophy
There is a lot of anticipation building
Across the state of New South Wales
We can't wait for the final to get here
The big day of league holds us intrigued
grandma did steer the family ship
she always liked to be in command
those who questioned her stewardship
were quickly given a reprimand

her seven children always paid heed
to the orders she'd issue out
they were under her unbending reed
her edicts to them ever so stout

throughout her life she got her way
her dictates were well known to all
nothing but nothing was like her sway
everyone heard what she'd call

though she was a woman of authority
family members respected her stewardship
she had a steady hand like the admiralty
who so effectively steered the ship
a
rainbow
came into view
as the hikers
trudged the high hill
its colors were dazzling
they stood for many a minute
marveling at its bright palette
no handsome *** of gold could be seen
but nature had provided a grand scene
grass blades sprout
as August's days are dying fast
grass blades sprout
with a lush greenness so very stout
the sky's generosity repast
bringing robust drops for a cast
grass blades sprout
this morning
my brassiere
has made me
itch
its non natural fiber
is as rough
as a gravel ditch
Gravy boats filled with piping hot gravy
Grand upon a slice of meat
Generous helping must be served
Great times had mopping every morsel off the plate
Gourmet chefs make oodles of it in restaurants
Gluttons woof much into them
Get me some now...
I'll be living in a manner most grand
once the lottery office puts the cash in my hand
I'll not be sticking around this old roost
when my bank account is given a nice boost

I've crossed all the numbers on my entry ticket
and should they be drawn I'll be on a good wicket
one shall be relaxing and having an extended ball
one lives in anticipation of a lottery office call

tonight I'll be sitting glued to my television screen
watching to see if my numbers feature on the screen
those days of being constrained by the lack of cash
will be erased once I win a substantial stash

the odds of winning are one in a million
but I live in hope of collecting a million
one must chance one's slender luck
if one wishes to win a *** of green bucks
Next page