Best Allege Poems
A Roomba* in England went AWOL;
It disappeared from a hotel.
They searched high and low
All the spots it might go
With no help from the whole clientele.
The word got around as expected
As well-wishers cheered its escape;
But employees allege
It was found ‘neath a hedge,
None the worse for its trip, not a scrape.
Now it’s back with its friends in a closet,
Consigned to the rooms on the floor;
Yet it will not forget
What it did, but I’ll bet
It’s the vacuum that Nature’d abhor.
*a robot vacuum
Categories:
allege, missing,
Form:
Rhyme
A lane alone
A look alike
A lift aloft
A love alive
A luau aloha
A load allied
A laugh aloof
A lode allude
A lore allure
A loan align
A lodge allege
A lobo alibi
A law allow
A loss alas
A lane alone
February 12, 1995
Submitted to contest: Choose A Topic – D, Heartbreak and Loss
Sponsor: Russell Sivey
Categories:
allege, betrayal, heartbreak, lost love,
Form:
Blank verse
They wondered where the sunshine had all gone,
and gentle breezes warming spring's array;
the hues of pink that greeted breaking dawn,
and children’s laughter lighting up the day.
The darkness loomed; uneasy feelings spread
as clouds of war diffused across the land,
and somehow knowing what was faced ahead,
the Europeans braced for strife at hand.
The Nazi War Machine their muscles flexed;
their Panzer units massed at Poland’s edge
thus leaving nations of the world perplexed
at German conquest as reports allege.
And thus the world was plunged into the war
as Europe fell into the dark once more.
January 2, 2019
Categories:
allege, anxiety, conflict, war,
Form:
Sonnet
There is a bounty for our hearts Luv,
gold and fame for the flat riders who dare lower our flame
seeking to steal our fortune of raw carnal currency, our soul gold,
Love's law has decreed our passion a sedition against tradition,
a violation of virtue, a willful act of feral freedom, unauthorized love prize,
the old and ossified Judges are corrupt with dry eyes
the flesh upon which these laws are scribed suffers from necrosis,
they allege we are prisoners of passion
they say you are my **** of seduction
they assert I am your beast of brawn taboo
they know not that you are a rose of fire within my heart,
they fail to realize that I am your lion of lust and trust,
they squawk and hiss in their chambers of spoiled embers,
jealous and freezing from forgotten romance
what do they know of our embrace and fury,
When we cry for eachother, when we touch like none other,
when we come for one another, when we battle with scorching thunder
our love justice soars supreme, our only law, to love with rebel youth, to never surrender -
J.A.B.
Categories:
allege, fire, heart, love, passion,
Form:
Epic
I stood in the graveyard all alone,
With no-one else beside my ship,
But nature seemed near to me,
As it was marked repeatedly hip.
Rows and rows of specific dates,
Epitaphs of stories set by chat,
With the deceased person neat,
As the relative in the talk bat.
Birds were there, flowers budded,
Lush grass reminded me of growth,
And development was respected,
By an understanding of us both.
The liveliness of it and the lividity,
Of the greenery brought me home,
Made me sit in my opinion to share,
The views of him that did roam.
Death is not commented upon,
By death, or nothingness’s void,
By non-entity or by no feeling,
As death we don’t need to avoid.
Our living brain pertains always,
Cognitive wheels drive us to town,
Our connections by death’s reality,
Will only bring us sense, renown.
The cemetery bid me stand, feel,
Gave a megaphone for my emotions,
Death does not mean silence cold,
But active interactions and passions.
The deceased one’s pride, pleasure,
Is that you take the talking podium,
And express yourself by their death,
By your model of ‘em, plasmodium.
And death bid me welcome also,
In my right to free speech, voice,
Because it needs me paint, dictate,
The relationships of my choice.
No-one can criticise a memory,
Slate a scene between you, them,
Only fear of damning exposition,
Will see someone allege mayhem.
Categories:
allege, brother, death, eulogy, nature,
Form:
Elegy
Poised at the universe’s edge,
In consternation, I allege,
“I’m lost, Dear Lord.” I beg and plead,
“Just show me the path; I’ll proceed.”
Fearful to stray from my tower,
How I marvel at Your power!
My wounds of indecision bleed;
Just show me the path; I’ll proceed.
Lost in vast waves of dark and light,
I try to find the road that’s right.
At crossroads, Your guidance I need;
Just show me the path; I’ll proceed.
As our Earth swirls among the stars,
From mortal sin, I bear the scars.
So help me make my fears recede;
Just show me the path; I’ll proceed.
January 7, 2020
Categories:
allege, spiritual,
Form:
Kyrielle
While strolling on this summer morn so fair
with warming sun rays soft upon my cheeks
and gentle breezes blowing through my hair,
a tender dulcet day without a care,
I deeply ponder thoughts to which life speaks.
A red-winged blackbird floats along the breeze
and lights upon a cattail by the lake;
his trills lamenting sights for which he pleas,
pollution everywhere is all he sees.
I wonder if mankind will e’er awake?
A bullfrog sitting by the water’s edge
upon a lily pad, he croaks his tune
lamenting all around the withered sedge
that’s littered with debris his croaks allege.
I wonder if mankind will wise up soon?
For it is we who, through our careless deeds,
have scarred the beauty of this precious land
to satisfy our selfish greedy needs
without a single thought to where this leads,
intents upon fulfilling our demands.
But are we not the keepers of this earth,
the ones who, nature’s beauty, must preserve
for future generations, giving birth
to Mother Nature’s everlasting worth?
If not then we will get what we deserve.
June 26, 2023
Categories:
allege, earth, nature, pollution,
Form:
Rhyme
Why so blue my little butterfly
is it because you cannot fly
have they closed the windows on you
dimmed your pretty shades of blue?
Why do you perch along the ledge
have you lost your nature hedge
Are you waiting for the sun's allege
for it to cause a little open wedge?
Why do they trap you inside like this
and take you away from your magic abyss
Do they not know that your wings are amiss
when they shut the world on you like this?
Categories:
allege, appreciation,
Form:
Rhyme
I remember
Your anger
The way your neck muscles
Stood out
As you cursed my name
You showed up
Uninvited
with your pants
Lower than your hips
Yet
You somehow paced with self assurance
You circled
The parking garage
Chain smoking
Making the concrete ground
Your ashtray
Your heavy clothes
In summer’s heat
Made it easy
To hide
a closed fist
As I allege
The broken headlight
With your name
in the same sentence
From my heart beat
My jaw popping
My hazard lights clicking
Your rap music blasting
through my speakers
I can’t remember
what noise
Stopped first
Or why
You held me close
In your arms
Afterwards
But I drove you home
quietly reaching out to you
To hold your hand
Desperately
Wanting
your warmth
your affection
Instead of suffocating
The thoughts
Of you 2 nights before
Shivering under my sheets
Against my body
As the drugs wore off
But I stayed awake
To make sure
You fell asleep
And also admire
How much I loved
Your company
After I dropped you off
I stared at your house
While multiple friend’s advice
Playing in the background
Their advice caused
My brain
And my heart to argue
For hours that night
And I kinda miss
That part
Cause when I
think of you now
I feel the effects of my insomnia
Creeping in
From consistent phone calls
Every night
At 3am
Taunting
Like you’re constantly poking
At my wounds
With a dull knife
I keep my blinds shut
And my lights off
After work
So you think I’m not home
It gives me time
To try to
fall asleep early
So I’m not startled
As you call
From an unknown number
I get ready for work
The night before now
That way I am prepared
To sprint through
the parking garage
To my car
Every day
And once I catch my breath
And lock the doors
I close my eyes
Turn my headlights on
And hope you won’t be there
Categories:
allege, anxiety, car, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
AS THE CHOSEN WANDERS
MORTALS ALLEGE OWNERSHIP OF PURE KNOWLEDGE
TO DECODE AND ANSWER EVERY UNIVERSAL RIDDLE
LIVING WITHIN HEARTS AND MINDS IS PRIMAL RAGE
BLACK AS NIGHT WITH THE DEEPEST SHADE OF EVIL
BIOLOGICAL ENTITY EMBRACING PLANETARY MOTION
EVOLVE NOT BY MANIPULATIONS OF PRIME NUMBERS
CONSCIOUSNESS IS A RARE TRANSCENDENT POTION
FIRE AND ICE WILL NEVER EXTINGUISH LIKE EMBERS
THE MAGIC OF LOVE TELLS A TALE OF ENCHANTMENT
WHILE A QUINTESSENTIAL SPIRIT ALWAYS WONDERS
INCESSANTLY REACHING TO UNFURL THE FIRMAMENT
AT THE EDGE OF INFINITY AS THE CHOSEN WANDERS
Written about 12 years ago
aboard a massive cruise liner
Categories:
allege, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
Ante mortem let us trust
For in the grave we turn to dust
Yet in life the poor are cursed
Our treatment post mortem is just.
The worms and beetles care no more
For the rich than for the poor.
They are happy to devour
Bankers,despots,every hour.
Ante mortem, greed does win
Houses built of gold and sin
But God,who lives in each within,
Cares no more for gold thann tin
If post mortem we are judged
Why does the rich person grudge?
Why do we refuse to budge
Up until the final nudge?
Throw away your heavy goods
Live like daisies by the woods..
Fear not hurricane nor floods
As daises grow even in mud.
More dependent on all power
We trust in madmen's city towers.
Yet One told us to live like flowers...
And enjoy life for an hour.
Perception is no privilege.
We each have the wits to judge.
See and note where you have smudged
What your creation would allege.
Post and ante, even now
The currents of our hearts allow...
The inner sea which has its flow
To take us where we need to go
Categories:
allege, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
This is dedicated to all those who enjoy putting together different forms of poetry,
as this is an attempt at both Acrostic and Monorhyme.
I guess I'm getting up in age
L etting myself think that I'm a sage
I n wanting to write poetry by the page
K indred words with meter and gauge
E ach poem a new form on my stage.
T oday I should do better to be in a rage
O r better still, be out earning a wage.
W hilst here I sit in pajamas beige
R inging in my ears does constantly engage
I n keeping with the simple message
T o write words with meter, rhyme, then gauge
E ach to their relationship upon the page.
P oor me, to be at such a stage
O f wrangling with those words I allege
E ach time only to hope to assuage
T hat ego that says I am some gifted sage
Y et know, I am only showing my age.
Categories:
allege, confusion, dedication, imagination, on
Form:
Monorhyme
It’s over! Is your last sentence and final sentence.
You accused me of pushing you through the edges
Every time you’re giving up, I make a new entrance
Every steps closer is ruined by a thousand wedges
To remove my skeletons you need a stronger dredge
You tired of trying and overlooking my hawthorn hedge
In my vulnerability my guards are up or so you allege
My impenetrable walls constantly keep you up at night
You are done and you refuse to do one more pledge
You said it: the grasp of my past still hold me tight
Your eyes and your kisses melt away my prudence
Each touch makes me want to skip too many bridges
All these walls built for a better and stronger resistance
Your wit lightened my days and remove my trudges
Your smile lessen pains that I have yet to acknowledge
In your arms there's no doubt and no unwanted gledge
Your heat consumed me but don’t remove my privilege
Yet every time you step too close to my heart, I flight
Even when I know the pain instilled cut like razor-edge
Yes again: the grasp of my past is still a stronger fright
I have experienced the youthful and joyful exuberance
The blissful impudence pushing to take on Everest’s ridges
I’ve repeatedly been through the high of new romance
It always ended up in dysfunctional and painful smidges.
Each time my heart is abandoned like a broken sledge
So I can’t stop wondering if that soul willingly impledged
Isn’t a phantom of my past pushing me over one more ledge
For I have met you in another pretty face and amazing sight
But I was left with pain and unhealable scars, I acknowledge
You are right: the wounds of my past sill hold me in affright.
I can’t promise a better tomorrow without yesterday’s edge
I can’t crumple the walls that have worked to my advantage
But if you take me through the steps I’ll make it thru the night
I’ll follow your lead step by step, I know you and I can manage
Maybe the love in your eyes is enough to bring me to daylight.
Categories:
allege, care, feelings, forgiveness, future,
Form:
Ballad
Oh dear, oh my,
You poor little magpie,
1 for sorrow is what is said,
And here you sit solo twitching your head,
For where is your sweetheart
Shouldn't you be together not apart
As the rhyme suggests
2 for joy is what comes next
Oh my, oh yes
A pair of magpies
that's whats best
Sitting together twitching your heads
Until 3 for a girl and 4 for a boy pop out their eggs,
In which case you'll need to build yourselves a pretty big nest.
Let's hope the remainder of the rhyme rings true
And your family will be blessed too
With precious metals that you'll find and fetch
5 for silver 6 for gold or so it's said to allege
the glistening so mesmerising so hypnotising
You must have it, To stash in your collection that's ever rising
Safely hidden in a location Mr magpie will not be disclosing or advertising.
Because 7 Is the secret he plans to continue hiding
Categories:
allege, animal, bird, blessing, creation,
Form:
Rhyme
They say, Allah has got a son!
Whereas He is the Most Sacrosanct
And the Self-Sufficient One.
Everything that is in the skies
And the earth belongs to God.
You have no proof to show!
Do you allege about Allah what you don’t know?
Say, whoever fabricates lies against Allah the Truthful
Will never ever be successful.
Categories:
allege, religionallah, allah,
Form:
Free verse