Lorded
The mad writer licked the crystal
To get a sale
This he got oh yes
Bought an atomic
And sent it to Putin
By 1st class post
Eventful War Book 2
Nick Armbrister and other writers
Categories:
1st class, conflict, funny, nonsense, political,
Form: Blank verse
Denver wheeling
Spinning,
Thinning
Itching,
Scratching
Black box shouting,
Pause recording
Stop stalling
Part 2
I want Air Force 1,
Fuelled and ready to go
At my command
Draped in invisible camouflaged
blue shadowed by red arrows
Part 3
I wish to see the falling angel
for myself
Viewed from 1st class champagne
in hand washing caviar and truffles
down
In questionable company
Part 4
Knock , Knock
What's the dark secret you
are keeping well hid behind
Black door with golden number 4
Part 5
Or more to the point
What's the actual cost
Per say in human lives
Or bribes to the contrary
Part 6-6-6
Taxation donated sponsored
Death becomes
charity / clarity
The devil's in the detail
Part 7
Why there is no,
Part 7
Can't you see
As at the stroke of 8 the white flag
was clearly raised and so to
with it the towel thrown in
It's all over bar the shouting
Extra , extra nothing left to do but
read and write and crow all about it
Service an agenda and ramp up
the recriminations
Renegade master,
Power to the people
Categories:
1st class, slam,
Form: Free verse
Hilary A Corona Birthday
Gown, mask, gloves, only eyes showing,
Intent in her task as Hopkins nurse,
Covid 19 victims owing,
Their repair, escaping fate serious,
To Hill-Bill types not "Status Quo-ing",
Risking danger, putting care first,
Huddle of "1st Class" providers "Pow Wowing",
Pooling talents, to forestall the worst,
Keeping life flowing, families knowing,
Nurses give care in earnest,
Corona row can be tough hoeing,
We're alive to splash not be a tourist,
Hil's pals keep vital signs glowing,
So be "Heroist" in losses "Zeroist"!
Categories:
1st class, birthday, family, for her,
Form: Rhyme
by Parizo Van Thulare
What is the use of imploring whilst the sky is dark ?
What is the use of waiting when those that lead care less of us ?
We the poor are always criticized
Those in the 1st class carriage are on the safest side
What is the use of hoping whilst my heart is red of weeping pains ?
What is the use of counting stars whilst the rest are covered by these selfish clouds ?
What is the use of praying whilst those that I get play dices with me ?
For how long have I been saying grace
Whilst I lose those that I love ?
For how long shall I keep on starring at the hands of the law ?
Whilst my mates run with bachelors
It's either bribe or you remain behind
With no connection there is none to find
Was I praying for such badluck ?
Or when I pray I make a face of a duck ?
I've been taken for granted is fine
I've been suffering with benignity
yet I draw the line
My journey to being holy stops here
That face of frowny stays here
I will pick one on my way up
Categories:
1st class, corruption, heartbreak, life, lost,
Form: Rhyme
I stuck a needle in my eye- I cried,
the soldier stuck a sword, in my heart nearly died.
Our fencing duo, our battle stride,
Each step I countered I led in pride.
I stuck a needle in my eye- I'm blind.
Falling to the ground wounded I bled,
I died where I lay.
dismembered decayed Private 1st Class Daniel Ostrogoth,
dead frozen…"For a fly does not enter a closed mouth".
8/7/2019
For Romani Proverb Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Categories:
1st class, adventure, analogy, destiny, mother
Form: Free verse
Taste is a mystery
Forged by your upbringing and history
What I like
You may hate
You are a Taurus
I am a Scorpio
You take lunch
I eat breakfast
You enjoy soap's
I love sport
You believe
I don't
You are happiest preaching
While I prefer to listen
You are never wrong
Whereas I readily admit when I am
I carry the can
You pass the buck
You are blessed with endless good luck
I often come unstuck
You fly 1st class
I take the bus
You drink champagne
I like a pint
You think success equates to money
While paying me minimum wage
You rely on self
I depend on family
I will open a door
And say please and thank you
As you blindly walk on past me
Never stopping to thank me
Yet you are the benchmark
People wish to aspire to
Manners must cost nothing
Because otherwise if they did
You would be just as broke
As every other common folk
And you will still have to learn the value of manners
Categories:
1st class, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Anyone can act
Pretend to be something
Or someone else
But only a chosen few
Can play themselves
In any company
Or situation
It's even more precious
Than rude health
And can't be bought with wealth
He is the righteous King
In the presence of the foolish
Who waste there time
On vinegar and wine
In the grand design
Of all that exists
He doesn't want what he is told should be missed
His weary head sleeps aloft
A pillow of freshly woven cloth
Cupid has kissed
With feather quill
While the Roses dance
Inside a petal meant for March
Underneath the mural art
Of butterfly and fire and soothing waves
That motion towards the shale sand
Accompanied by Cathedral Strings and Brass Bands
Struck by light the quarter moon at night awaken
Like early morning bread mother baked
To accompany your milk and corn flakes
Before 1st class at Sunday School
If 1 can find peace
In one's self
The meaning of life
Is surely a long and happy 1
Categories:
1st class, morning,
Form: Free verse
This sh** makes me f*******g insane,
I'm gonna cut somebodies throat,
Or wrap a belt around it until they f*****g choke,
Maybe, tie them up somewhere,
setting them on fire,
Hanging the mtha fcker from a tree,
using rusted barbed wire,
Beating in their f***g face,
to the point of un recognition,
Or draining them of all their blood,
inside their moms kitchen,
Sadistic thoughts of the family,
sitting all around,
Just to ensure their screams and cries,
are the bastards last f***g sound,
I wanna tape their eyes open,
and stitch their filthy mouth shut,
I know by now everyone is running,
thinking this b**** is f****d up,
Not near as bad as this thought of,
making their loved one do the deed,
and if they don't wanna cooperate,
they can just watch each other bleed,
Maybe I will leave it in my memory,
or should it be recorded?
I'll send a copy, 1st class to their mom's
b***** should have had them aborted!
Categories:
1st class, violence,
Form: Bio
Baby can you put the time in to listen to what i have to say?
Can you do me this one solid and ill speak no more?
No longer will my life be defined by a schedule, no longer will your thoughts ventriloquism my tounge!
Birds flock but EAGLES SOAR!
Five to many wishful chances..... Im done.
Listen
Im tired of starring, talking, and listening to these painted walls.
They constantly answer me back with agony, despair, and pain.
Im taking back who I am!
For you amongst my cheeks it shall neva eva again rain.
Listen
I gave you the motions of a able clock but you chose to acknowledge me once maybe twice at years glance.
Broken!
Baby witness my stance....
UNBREAKABLE!
Listen
My bags were packed when i fell for you and now my heart flies 1st class.
Here's a gift to deal with my birth...........
My old mask!
Categories:
1st class, beautiful, boyfriend, dedication, depression,
Form: Rhyme