minnows barely swish
pond is quietly simple
cattails stand guard
bullfrog's belligerent voice
a bellow beyond the pond
Categories:
bellow, animal,
Form: Tanka
Cero for you
is not enough
you always find
your way bellow...
you fall so deep
where I can't go
you always kill
the slightest hope.
Jessica
Categories:
bellow, mother daughter,
Form: Rhyme
Why do I sing such a memory?
You're gone now, I've sung you away.
Recalling a song
or humming a tune
seems not to be enough.
No, I have to sing, to holler, to bellow
and then that recollection will depart;
such noise will take its place
and singe so many ears.
And then they will cringe.
(4 Oct 2023)
Categories:
bellow, feelings, song, surreal,
Form: Free verse
Ah- Uh!
Wha: wha!
She creid outloud.
A hidious sound for a Mezzo-soprano to make.
I covered my ears as she
creid at the dissapointment
of not being the leading Malo.
I told her the role was for a malo.
She wrote me a letter asking
me to rewrite the lead.
Bah! I spoke to her
to re allow her to be coherent.
She called me days later and asked for a co-leading role.
I told her the Solo's were for
Malo' she : said' curse Malo: whom ever he is
or whomever he pretends to be!'
" you wish him hired, might you eat sausages and fart
while slapping his back saying : ATTABOIS!"
Me: Me I am the perfect one!
When I told her no;
she made this hidious sound with her voice.
I recorded her bellowing and used a flute to make sound of it.
I then discovered that a moody bassey woodwind sound decribed her best.
The Woman; (censored) Me! Me! I'm the best; Ah-oh: ah-oh!
Categories:
bellow, music,
Form: Ballad
Oh, Triple Androgynous Name remembered by no name
I am now a shooting star falling to Earth in shame
Mother-Father of every single mother and father
I am now an orphan under moon and sun in pother
Oh, shining mirror of the great invisible spirit
I am now the moon without her light for some to see it
The endless universal womb without body or flesh
I am now an aborted fetus with no single creche
Oh, very first human before even Adam and Eve
I am now in the curse of ignorance that Man can’t cleave
The very first thought though not one thought can ever be you
I am now to be forgotten to those I never knew
Oh, holy spirit whose name is forgotten in the Earth
I am now praying for your sole son to give me rebirth
Categories:
bellow, abortion, absence, bereavement, depression,
Form: Ghazal
With a rescue package that won’t pick up
Being steadily hit by a hiccup
And prices jacking up
Should we still treat him like a hero
Who has scored a shameful zero?
Still him obediently follow
And this taking to tomorrow?
Ourselves consoling with laughs hollow
And him sparing a ripe bellow?
Or isn’t the disappointing Hero
Some sort of Caesar Nero
A name penned with common biro?
Categories:
bellow, heartbroken, people, political, poverty,
Form: Rhyme
Before we pray
God knows our prayers
Before we ask Him anything
God has given us everything
Before we plead for His forgiveness
God has forgiven us
Before we learn how to love
God, unconditionally, has loved us
For all this
Let us, my brethren,
Be inspired by our Lord
And
Let us try to imitate his holiness in
The degree we are able to
So
We do for our fellow men
What our Lord has already done
For us!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
23 July 2020
Categories:
bellow, god, love, men,
Form: Free verse
I wish there was a gap
An opening an aperture
A great big empty hole
Where silence echoed
Through and through
And swept us off our feet
Its roar would overwhelm us
Drowning out all noise
And in a bellowing stillness
We’d finally be able
To hear ourselves
And others think
How awesome would that be
AP: 1st place 2020
Posted on February 23, 2019
Categories:
bellow, fantasy, silence,
Form: Free verse
A time of strong demands from noble Kings
Chosen; mentor “The One” altering things
Stood by his side wholly subservience
In day’s dusk end and bend to his defence
That I mere prophet son of an angel
To honor these guardianship faithful
Shrouding magical powers to behold
Among the young, I never to grow old
Beyond the chambers heap Kilgharrah sleeps
in a cave deep within the tower’s keep
A lone; Survivor of a thousand years
And a thousand more populace will fear
Deceived, imprisoned his bellow thunders
No one could free the world’s greatest wonder
To purge magic from the realm that admires
To sever burn in the heavenly fires
Whispers his name as he slumbers, “Emrys”
Warlock charmed by dragon’s lore and riddles
A wise, trusted counselor and brother
Destined to mentor and guard King Arthur
2/24/2017
Poetry Contest: Form I - Contest(with a theme)
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Categories:
bellow, fantasy, mentor, wisdom,
Form: Iambic Pentameter
Rain seems to fall under my umbrella
Down below it falls directly on me
It leaves an impression, a firm aura
The wetness of the water simply sees
Down below it falls directly on me
The rain flows right onto my tender face
The wetness of the water simply sees
And shows me how the rain falls into place
The rain flows right onto my tender face
Under the umbrella it seems real safe
And shows me how the rain falls into place
The rain seems to rub on the neck and chafe
Under the umbrella it seems real safe
But the rain comes down below the cover
The rain seems to rub on the neck and chafe
Leaving one wet and feeling depressed more
But the rain comes down below the cover
It leaves an impression, a firm aura
Leaving one wet and feeling depressed more
Rain seems to fall under my umbrella
Russell Sivey
Categories:
bellow, life, rain, rain, water,
Form: Pantoum
Bellow the cheers!
Send in every cavalry!
Our Sunday begins!
We've arrived on our kindest of evenings,
And our laughter is real.
This is whatever moment you want it to be.
Categories:
bellow, life,
Form: Free verse
Burried bellow
Is a girl with no soul.
Her eyes,
Black with despite,
And her heart,
As cold as a winter night.
She cries into the night
With an echo of fear,
But her eyes do not
Leak one single tear.
Burried bellow
Is a girl with a growing soul,
Her eyes now show light,
But her heart,
Still cold as a winter night.
Categories:
bellow, hopewinter, girl, winter,
Form: Couplet
Tiger’s bellows
Forced out of their jungle
They were held in chains
Not beauty one can imagine
Of the lords of the jungle
So strong, and fast
They fight to stay
Slaves of vicious species
The human kind
They endure the lost of their loved ones
Because we have taken it away
Screw us, guilty human kind
We deserve all hate
We pretend to weep when our loved ones die
And not give a thought to who have had all nuisances
They fear our gun-shots, they run and hide
And I have all disgrace to our human-kind
To our pitiless men that hunt and never cry
I hear their yowls, I hear their whines
I plead God to help them through
Let them rest in peace
And let us all die
I sense dishonor, I sense all cruel
To our spiteful human raise!
Please forgive me oh amiable tigers…
If I could stop a bullet I shall never wait!
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Categories:
bellow, sad
Form: Free verse