I'd love to tag along with you
To be right by your side
To do the things you want to do
Whatever you decide
I wouldn't cause you trouble
I wouldn't act the fool
What you'd do I'd double
Because I think you're cool
I wouldn't ask for anything
You'd hardly know I'm there
I'd just want to shadow you
If you've some time to spare
Who you are I'd want to learn
So teach me at your school
I'd purposely repeat your class
Because I think you're cool
Where the Grass Don't Grow
The historical record bared to see
In worn-torn pages, undecipherable.
And I’m to believe that this sum total
Will explain everything you say to me.
Mixed with phlegm spewed from the esophagus,
Spitting in my face like a rhinoceros,
That means nothing more than that goat in the field,
Whose skull is thicker than the ape’s you entail.
Beat your gums and wave your arms frequent
And act the fool on steroids to impress the simple;
Regurgitating words and acting stupid,
Like an awoken irritant that won’t exit.
Where the grass doesn’t grow, but the “you know” will.
And the rooster struts, and the hens cluck,
And the dogs bark, and the pigs are smart,
And the sun shines on my behind, in kind.
"Beware falling in love with a poet"
Those who know
They are inaudible for others
When they meet they see themselves in each other
The" old kid " from fear he's not free
What does she think of me ?!
Maybe I am not fun as seen
People who write: professional overthinkers
sometimes are mean
Fanatic introverts when they write or read
Indecent in their noisy silence; notions of grief.
I am just warning you of that me!
Maybe the ( so-called ) poet
Not romantic as seems
Boring filled with fear
When he tries to protect
His precious connections
With people he bleeds
He is not playing cool
He's Worried to lose the state
His intellectual thoughtful mate
So, he preferred to act the fool
Written by: #Ramy_Heggy
(...surely goodness and mercy will follow me all of my days and I will dwell in the House of the Lord, forever. Psalm 23:6)
Shirley, Goodness and Mercy, angels three,
Have been following me all of my days.
Constant companions spiritually,
They're seamstresses trying to mend my ways.
Shirley surveys a narrow path, but I stray.
Goodness (a bit slow) is left far behind.
Off i wander down my heathen pathway,
Never caring but for what pleasure I find.
Shirley growls fiercely, "Must you act the fool?"
Goodness moans, "Why won't you listen to me?"
The harder I try seems the less I can rule
Myself, so if I lose two of the three--
I still hope to dwell in the House of the Lord,
So Mercy, I pray, will pay room and board.
...surely goodness and mercy will follow me all of my days and I will dwell in the House of the Lord, forever. Psalm 23:6
Shirley, Goodness and Mercy, angels three
Have been following me all of my days.
Constant companions spiritually,
They're seamstresses trying to mend my ways.
Shirley surveys a narrow path but I stray.
Goodness (a bit slow) is left far behind.
Off I wander down my heathen pathway,
Never caring but for what pleasure I find.
Shirley growls fiercely, "Must you act the fool?"
Goodness moans, "Why won't you listen to me?"
The harder I try seems the less I can rule
Myself, so if I lose two of the three--
I still hope to dwell in the House of the Lord,
So Mercy, I pray, will pay room and board.
It would be easy to lose our heads and panic
What would we gain to act the fool or manic
Pent up energy not spent on anxiety and stressing
Is better focused on appreciating our every blessing
All around us there’s pandemonium and fear
Adamantly I drown out the noise I refuse to hear
All those negative vibes just cast a dark heavy shadow
And it blocks the sunshine coming in through my window
In times of chaos it’s best to strive for serenity
Keep our wits about us and not lose our identity
I lock my doors and stay safe and alive inside
By self-isolation rules I wholeheartedly abide
My focal point is inward on what’s positive
Wanting to use well my time and not be passive
I nurture treasured hopes, dreams and ambitions
With renewed gust driven free of idle assumptions
I breathe calmly and gather strength through serenity
Mindfully I focus on today as no man can control infinity
I can’t think just now of the pandemic magnitude
I choose to adopt an attitude of grace and solitude
AP: 2nd place 2023
Submitted on April 24, 2020 for contest GRACE AND SOLITUDE sponsored by JOHN HAMILTON - RANKED 4TH
Yesterday when I was young
a life full of delight
we ran and played
in fields and streams
for morning till last light
yesterday when I was young
a life that’s full of wonder
of birds and bees
and apple trees
and even scary thunder
yesterday when I was young
we sometimes went to school
but could not wait
for the final bell
so we could act the fool
yesterday when I was young
the family was quite large
the clothes and toys
had to be shared
or you’d answer to those in charge
yesterday when I was young
we didn’t have much money
but life it seemed much simpler then
and definitely a lot more funny
(...surely goodness and mercy will follow me all of my days and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Psalm 23:6)
Shirley, Goodness and Mercy, angels three
Have been protecting me all of my days.
Constant companions spiritually,
They're seamstresses trying to mend my ways.
Shirley surveys narrow paths, but I stray.
Goodness (a bit slow) is left in my wake,
As off I sprint down my heathen pathway
With no thought for what they do for my sake.
Shirley growls fiercely, "Must you act the fool?"
Goodness moans, "Why won't you listen to me?"
The harder I try, seems the less I can rule
Myself, so if I lose two of the three--
I still want to dwell in the house of the Lord,
So Mercy, I pray, will pay room and board.
To act the fool
Is to not be a fool
Global warming
Intense drought
Melting polar caps
Flooding waters
Freak climate change
Out-of-control heatwave
Man-made abuse
Nature now fights back
Damaged natural ecosystems
Near extinction levels
Consider a world:
Earth without man
Why not?
Don’t laugh
Leon Enriquez
01 February 2018
Singapore
A nosegay is just a bunch of flowers
The 'Gift' is a bunch of special powers
A day is just twenty-four hours
Lemons and limes are a pair of sours
A poem is a group of words that rhyme
(At least they do some of the time)
Larceny is just a petty crime
Dirt is just another name for grime
To come out on top is to be the best
To act the fool is to jape and jest
To badger and annoy is to be a pest
Taking a nap is taking much needed rest
To press lips together is to enjoy a kiss
To yearn for someone is to really miss
Trying to find the meaning in all of this
Is to realise I'm just taking the...... !!!
With what seems like lightening speed, time flies by,
The world as you knew it is gone, in a flash, in a sigh.
And all you really catch are glimpses of life here and there,
Sometimes the picture is pure delight, others deep despair.
Yet if you slow down and let God have the reins,
Relax and lay back, learn to read His simple signs.
His picture comes into frame, with His help we can see,
Where our future and place in His ministries is to be.
On this Earth with all of His creatures we can act the fool,
This place where human likes to think they can control and rule.
God will lay down His law, with His power, with His utter grace.
To survive, watch for Him to tell us where we belong in His place.
If it is to be a guardian of His garden, His Eden this place called Earth,
We must learn to Love each other, as He has Loved each of us since before our birth.
Having walked the path for so long,
Trying his best just to belong,
One day he realized every step he took
Moved him further away from himself
Every stride just disappeared,
As soon as it appeared…
‘Cause he was living someone else’s dream
Striving to make them happy,
In the process he became unhappy
He forgot what it meant to smile,
Even if just for a while…
The path he chose didn’t bring him joy
He might have smiled, act the fool
Everyone thought he was so cool,
They didn’t see the tears at night
The confusion he had to fight,
To be the entertainer every minute of everyday
Never showing the man behind the smile
Never showing the mêlée stains...
BEING THERE
some folks can be so cool
never,to act the fool,
laid back and taciturn-
this life they do survive,
more torpid than alive!
Arrogance
More popular than religion
this is arrogance
which is plainly obvious to see
when now most the world thinks better
at least better than that of the
i'm sure you've seen it like i have
whether it be on a drive
or walk through school
it's insanely apparent
how people act the fool
you see them walking
side by side
down any a paved path
instead of simply moving
they stare at you and laugh
you see them in your vehicle
riding on your bumper
beeping like an ass drunk out a bar
"wait i'll just speed ahead and cut you off"
"woah, buddy, it's not my fault you crashed your car"
their eyes, a dead stare,
as though completely unaware
of anything in their way
the conclusion of this poem
one thing i have to say
well, seems to act
a fool these days
is such an easy thing to do
perhaps better professioned as clowns
join a circus so i can laugh at you
"Simple Man"
I may never be the guy
that's the twinkle in your eye.
Nor that lucky fellow
that turns your legs to jello.
I won't ever be the chap
that's a feather in your cap.
Nor that good ole' bloke
you want to take home to your folks.
I know I'm not the dude
who can make you act the fool.
Nor that handsome man
that you have in your plans.......
But.....
I will always be the guy
of which you can rely.
That little lucky fellow
you share time with getting mellow.
I will always be the chap
who can handle all your crap
and hopefully that good ole' bloke
you can turn to when you're broke.
Perhaps I am a foolish dude.
I'll admit this may be true.
Just a simple man
that will always be your friend.....
The Applethoughtrotten
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