A Female senior leaving work
Walking the streets heading for the Doctor’s appointment
Suddenly lurks a Thug planning to pounce on the senior prey
It happened in seconds on that day
The Thug came from behind
Grabbed the female senior’s arm
Trying to take her bag
The female senior knocked the thug on his butt on the ground
The thug thought he could handle this senior, and made an attempt the second time
He got knocked down again, and ran like Raid spray being a punk
When will thugs learn?
Seniors are not always weak
That punk learned the hard way in defeat
A punk will always be a punk
Avenger senior took justice into her own hands
Don’t mess with any senior being victorious
That avenger senior was my Deceased Grand Mother
Being a woman of faith and strength
Endurance in going the length.
Shadows fall, the world in fear
Who knows, are they here?
Iron gleams, a hammer flies
Thunder splits the stormy skies.
Shields shine, the city shakes,
Evil flees, and flakes.
Not for gold, nor fame, nor cheer.
To protect the world they hold most dear
When darkness comes and chaos calls,
The Avengers rise, and evil falls.
Chocolate
And warm too
Is how you
reach inside me
With your mystery
Swimming in
passion for your
role as my
nighttime hero.
Gazing into
my wantonness
I cannot breathe
Dark, tall
rough and soft
My fantasy.
He was a commoner desiring to be a soldier
After disappointing initial failure Steve Rogers
Got selected for super soldier experiment in US military
Serum injection and Vita-ray dosing made him muscular.
He toured the country in colorful costumes
During WW II time in fund raising campaign
For his patriotic endeavor during the national exigency
He was very proud to be designated as Captain America.
He proved his worth with fabulous bravery
When he could free all the war prisoners
Infiltrating alone the fortified fortress of the Hydra base
Of the Nazi General Schmidt, named as crafty Red Skull.
To stop him using weapons of mass destruction
Rogers confronted Schmidt inside his aircraft
That finally crashed in the icy waters of the Arctic sea
Schmidt vanished in space, Rogers remained untraced.
The Captain woke up in an old style hospital bed
After seventy years from suspended animation
A feat that befitted the extraordinary role of a superhero
Who assimilated the singular elements of the first avenger.
___________________
May 27, 2022
Contest : Captain America
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori
Captain America also known as Steve Roger,
Fought numerous battles as the first Avenger.
Once he was a tiny little boy,
Who had a big heart and strong will to bring justice and joy.
Soon he was given the super serum,
And became the symbol of heroism.
Once he was frozen in the ice,
For the complete 66 years with no choice.
Yet, He fought the evil with all his will,
Like Hydra, Thanos and even Red Skull.
He always carried his shield that has a star,
Made out of Vibranium gifted by Mr. Stark.
Never knew Cap could even age a day,
But he comes back all old and gray.
After placing the infinity stones back to their place,
He gives his shield to his friend Sam with grace.
And now he lives a normal life,
After marrying his beloved wife.
Written May 24, 2022
5th Place
in Captain America Poetry Contest
sponsored by Robert James Liguori.
The "Avenger Of The Blood Is Coming "Today" ! Who has shead innocent "Blood" for greed and money? The Avenger of "The Blood" is at this moment comming to avenge the innocent "Blood" that was shead.
Karma-Life's Ultimate Avenger
I never get this one.........though it's
results are delightful and uproarious fun!
Mankind with its paltry pretense of perfection, like fools,
step in a manhole,whilst going in the wrong direction!
Egg on their face, is such a great delight to me.
Pride, vanity and ignorance~ Divine, magnificent, buffoonery!
11-20-2020
Endlessly seeking what once was his,
he rides through the night searching pell-mell,
his destiny unknown and undefined.
His ebony horse speeds on two toes,
lathered, panting, fatigue’s sign tell-tale,
controlled by his hard master’s mind.
Grim tormentors in dogged pursuit,
their prophetic mission sent from Hell;
canines hungrily track as assigned.
Spurring his spirited steed forward,
night moaning with the presaging knell,
he cracks his whip made of human spine.
The massive serpentine sword aloft
he seeks to avenge himself – to quell –
severs his victim’s head from behind.
Alas, not his, his plight continues.
Infinite circle, a casted spell
He must break before bursting his confine.
Ceaseless searching to settle the score,
the Headless Horseman arises once more.
Chocolate
And warm too
Is how you
reach inside me
With your mystery
Swimming in
passion for your
role as my
nighttime hero.
Gazing into
my wantonness
I cannot breathe
Dark, tall
rough and soft
My fantasy.
Gray the sky grew,
And darker still in hue.
How could anyone know when the day began,
So many would never see the sun rise again.
So many the Lord did decide to take,
A trail of destuction the Twister left in its wake.
The winds twisted and blew,
Leaving a path of lost souls when it was through.
To terror many did awaken,
For many of their kin was taken.
When the sky turned blue again,
It was to many resounding voices whispering Amen.
Not all that prayed for relief,
From their grief...
Were as lucky as some,
For many were called to their eternal home.
So when we look back upon this day,
We will still pray...
That the many lost have found their way...
To the Pearly Gates and entered therein,
All due to the unruly winds.
When we remember this day,
Let us bow our heads and pray...
For the wonderous souls we lost,
And may we never forget the cost.
4-28-11 For:For the lost loved ones on 4-27-2011
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