A DAY TO REMEMBER
(COVID 19)
It is said everyday,
When God created this land,
He visited the land everyday,
He returned every night to rest as his demand,
One month for a dozen to another chapter, darkness covered the entire world, on the special day of God, which was Sunday.
A giant archenemy with his Excalibur and Shaft killed 128,343 people, the rest cannot be mentioned.
That was when the virile of the world became weak from that day,
Heroes and miniature were being penned like animals, including the Presidents as lockdown was declared,
When did paradise became hell,
When did our own land became our enemy,
Grotesque, troll, Mighty trees and it infant corn were completely pulled out as it fell,
The effect and cause was known but its cure was anonymity.
This poisonous poignant bell kept on sounding and gallant and mogul were falling like an ant at the sound of its bell
It was a day to remember, for it reminded the world of the pain of agony
Categories:
archenemy, dark, death, earth, evil,
Form: Ballad
I am the archenemy of all things bigoted
In word and deed, even in poetry—
For of one blood all God has created
To live together in peace and probity.
written June 28, 2021
Categories:
archenemy, anti bullying, how i
Form: Quatrain
Saltine crackers have become my worst enemy
Add that to my rapidly-growing list of “do-not-eats”
Along with many common foods I considered treats
Salt, sugar, and fats, in general, are my archenemy.
Sorry, Barbara Bush,* you did not heed good advice
And lived it up with salty carbs and unsaturated fat,
Because you let your doctor’s warnings fall flat
In your final days, you paid the ultimate price.
The symptoms are clear and very easy to discern
Swollen ankles, fatigue, and difficulty breathing
You suffer a general malaise which is not so pleasing
Taking Lasiks intravenously is something you learn.
I will miss, most of all, those tasty strips of bacon
Forever forbidden along with salty potato chips
No more adding salt to the food passing my lips
Adding restrictions to the handfuls of meds I’m takin’.
It is not so bad, after all, [I am training myself to think]
Following some simple directions about what I eat
I can still have vegetables and some delicious red meat
It is so much better than living life right up to the brink.
[*a nod to First Lady Barbara Bush, who died of
Congestive Heart Failure at the ripe old age of 92!]
Written June 1, 2021
Categories:
archenemy, endurance, food, health, heart,
Form: Quatrain
The Gigan form and named it after the archenemy of Godzilla. The structure consists of 16 lines divided into seven stanzas with lines distributed two, three, two, two, two, three, and two. A bit of a rhythmic echo is added by repeating line one as line eleven and line six as line twelve. The final couplet should add some sort of twist.
A Time To Die
By Lisa Noe
There is a time to be born and a time to die,
That’s what the Bible teaches I don’t ask why.
Share yourself while you are on earth
From the time of your birth.
Teach others what you have learned.
Give thanks to the Lord daily, this is a must,
For the Lord God sustains us.
He created a world of beauty for you and me,
Asks only for us to love one another.
Feeling ill I know death is close.
There is a time to be born and a time to die.
Give thanks to the Lord daily, this is a must.
I fear not, for The Lord is with me
I shall rise to greet Him in Heaven you see.
He is the Savior of me
My Lord, I am ready to be with You,
If it is not my time please keep me with you.
Categories:
archenemy, appreciation, bible, devotion, gospel,
Form: Rhyme
Petals of Beauty
Showing up the Flowers
Hiding in Plain Sight
From Monkeys and Birds
Orchid Mantis,
Does her best
To wait casually, and quietly
for her dinner to fly straight to her.
A predator dressed to kill,
She eats up her tasty beetles
and butterflies in front of her
archenemy, the monkey
Who neither sees
or suspects
Categories:
archenemy, animal,
Form: Free verse
I trust you as much as I would a liar
Or a man who creates awful fires
I‘ve determined that you hate me
Not wanting to let me be safe and free
You offend me as would a dead flower
Put on my grave by any false power
I regret that you cause problems and woes
And at our solutions just turn up your nose
We are far apart like the north and south poles
You have pipe dreams while I have real goals
Please go away and let the people alone
Peace will only come when you are gone
Categories:
archenemy, anger, hate, world,
Form: Couplet
The moon was on its wane
Men enjoying killing animals in sport
Gallery floated by nymphs
Followed by princess and her mates
Hitherto hope sustained,
Anguishes over ruled,
Staggered by sickening quality
Merely were they impeded by malign?
What instinctively I loathed is futility
Wondered, foul villainy will rein?
I dreaded rather a dark pit vaguely
The archenemy of the delicate ones was creeping on apace
Already the suppressed mob had begun
To learn anew, one old repeated lesson
Becoming reacquainted with fear still be seen
I clearly could see the prince of Athena wins
While all remained busy with excitement,
It floated into my mind once again
Is it just stirring up in vain?
As it were by the current of my meditations?
Hypothesis on aristocracy continues,
Mockery on upper class sustains……..
Categories:
archenemy, allusion, satire,
Form: Free verse
Rambling rants of a disturbed mind
genius in his day, one of a kind
fighting against some archenemy
flailing and arguing continuously
family visit heartbroken
in their eyes, no need to be spoken
on a good day he just ignores
their presence, one of his chores
on a bad day swearing and cursing
a painted smile they've been rehearsing
the man they knew is long gone
but in their soul, his memory shone
they keep hoping for a breakthrough
a precious glimpse of the person they knew
Categories:
archenemy, angst, caregiving, family, fear,
Form: Rhyme
The old reverend minister
As he has been doing
For the previous years
Stood his grounds
And pronounced
These plain words:
“ We certainly know
That Satan
Our archenemy
By some tidal alchemy
Doesn’t want to see us rise
Upon that final fateful day
This fact we know
Yet we wouldn’t despair
Here whilst on earth
He wants us to shun the right
And cleave to the wrong
Nevertheless we know
That his defeat is sure
For Christ our Saviour
Died on Calvary ’s cruel tree
Our victory to resound
God Word to us is granted
Rich assurances they provide
To aid us safely
In our life’s
Journey pathway
Until we reach the end
Of the tunnel
A lasting peace and
Untold satisfaction
They afford us
In this present world
Then when all of life
Is over
When we depart
To meet our Maker
Our souls shall have
Eternal bliss
In that bright land of wonder
Far beyond the starry skies.”
The whole congregation listened
With rapt attention
To every letter, comma and period
Of his entire exhortation
Fresh memories of these sayings
Still linger on.
Categories:
archenemy, allegory, faith, hope, inspirational,
Form: Free verse