rap pounding in my ears
not at all sure what it means
~ stilletos whacking at my skull
Folks are so busy denouncing each other
~ They forget every man is their brother
When I arose one day, I could barely walk.
Had to drink my coffee before I could talk.
Before I was done, the bathroom would call,
I held the grab bar, but still managed to fall.
The shower beckoned me, so I went on in.
I slipped on the soap, and bruised my shin.
Later I was hungry, so in the kitchen I go.
I screamed a bit loudly, when I stubbed my toe.
My dog started barking, and looking quite mean.
He then bit my leg, it was a real bloody scene.
I made it to the fridge, and looked inside,
There was nothing to eat, so I sat down and cried.
I ordered a large pizza, and thought "oh well".
But when it arrived, it was burnt as hell.
I tried to take a walk, but my feet were still sore,
Instead of feeling good, it was becoming a chore.
I made it back home, after slipping in the mud,
That's it, I thought, this day's a real dud.
I thought tomorrow will be good, like it's always been,
I laid my head on my pillow, then the ceiling caved in.
Goodnight!
Living under a dictator won’t be all that bad.
Most won’t even miss any of the rights that they had.
But oops! Here they come for your high-powered gun.
They’ve just about convinced you, it will be safer for everyone,
especially now that all those murderous immigrants are gone.
Life naturally has a good heart.
The bad heart, thus
A diversion from natural.
(9/4/25)
People balance the world
The good and the bad
Everyone isn't meant
To be good, I assume
It comes from the
Family genes and also
How you were raised
Everyone isn't meant
To be bad, I assume
It comes from the
Family genes and also
How you were raised
There are some things
Bad people can do
Without a conscience
And there are some things
Good people just can't do
No matter what, it really
Isn't about good and bad
It's about the choices you make
All around my house,
All around my heart,
Flowers grow again
As we grow apart.
Don’t know how to start
Letters with no end
That I wrote from heart
Back to you, my friend.
Words seem posh and dull,
But I try once more -
Under cries of gulls
Weeds are overgrown.
In my country-yard,
Where the roses bloomed,
God knows it’s so hard
But I know we’re doomed.
Everyone can be a critic.
Few can take criticism.
I’ve seen the results of youthful play
The paths half-buried of sandy ethics
The holes and pitfalls of reliance
Mounds of dirt clods and chocolate chips
Success tastes so fine –
Like a drink of ice cold water
On the last lap of decision
‘Cause we are all infinite genius
We know what we know –
Because we intended to be ominous
We have all the answers –
For our same redundant questions
So don’t point your finger at me
Waiting for a solution
To your petty-proud, little-lot life
My knowledge will pierce your pupils
Blister your lips
Bruise your belly
Crush your pride
I am a steel-toed construction boot
You are an insect
Don’t play checkers on my chess board
It’s a risk taken with a master madman
With a proven method of interpreting your ideas
Full intentions of beating you
At your own game
In your own home
Give me a reason to frown upside down.
Freedom is not carte blanche
knowing right from wrong comes with responsibility
~ karma will be ever watchful
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd palce 2025
National Bad Poetry Day
There you have it
I had no idea
I am in the perfect site
for today!!
which rhymes with
cliché
betray
and dismay!
That is right August 18,
Today Is National "Bad" Poetry Day.
To all the writers,
here is your chance.
Write something "Great,"
for the world to read.
How about,
National "Great" Poetry Day???
Remember a rhyme is to rhyme,
not kind of rhyme.
A Limerick is to be a five line funny,
not sad or depressing.
A true writer,
writes from their loving and creative heart.
AI writes,
but has no heart to write from.
Many have told me,
less words are more.
So I am stopping here,
so you can add to my list.
Have fun day writing away....
friendship can be great
looking when will I find you
will that be today
are you now looking for me
will our search go on and on
there you stood looking
oh you came out of no where
what a big surprise
our friendship is a flower
fun and laughs are everywhere
our fun and laughs turn
it all goes so very wrong
hurt and pain from words
tears running like a river
why did our friendship go bad
It was Betty and Veronica
who asked Archie to play the harmonica
turned out the sound was so bad
that they rushed to replace him with grandad
Politicians are like weather
That is hanging for decades
Cap in hand we’re light as feather
In the storm that never fades
Who would need a politician
Their household to manage
Yet some do support ambitions
Of the mentally well damaged
Politicians are archaic
Sick to hear the master’s voice
All jack russells bark in panic
I would never make a choice
Choosing not myself but someone
Who don’t care if I exist
And it always is the wrong one
You can’t win the game like this.
You’ll Pick out everybody’s problems but you wont help your self
You’d rather sit alone in pity then take care of your health
You act like it’s everybody’s fault you’ve got nothing to gain
using Magic capsules to escape your own brain
Can’t give yourself a break so you wanna do it over again
Someone help this monkey in a cage from going insane
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