Best Anthology Poems


Premium Member African Anthology

walking gracefully  
with a pendulum movement ~
a herd of giraffes   

the mass migration
crocodiles at the river~
food for the taking

gazelles are running  
a hungry cheetah gives chase~
speed is the winner  

a lone male lion  
approaches a sleeping pride~
the battle begins  

an elephant herd  
arrive at the water hole~
use trunks to cool down

a swarm of locusts
devouring vegetation~
skeletal branches  

army on the move 
soldier ant battalion~
have left a scorched earth

vultures in the trees  
animals weakened by thirst~
death is imminent  

a downed buffalo  
lions watch as herd returns~
bulls scatter the pride  

basking in cool mud
the african river horse~
hippopotamus  

laughing hyenas  
find an unguarded carcass~
scavengers feasting  

at the water hole  
animals quenching their thirst~
alert for danger  

a crash of rhino  
hunted for their ivory~
extinction looming  

a small antelope  
found on the African plains~
cute looking dik dik 

the baobab tree  
silhouetted at sunset~
african icon

Written 13th May 2018

For best haiku poetry contest

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Premium Member Polar Anthology

black and white landscape
a colony of penguins ~
standing and waddling

in the oceans depth  
lives a black and white giant~
orca killer whale   

seal on an ice flow  
oblivious to danger  ~
head butting whale strikes

egg laid by female  
emperor penguin stands guard~
female goes hunting  

not in Africa  
elephant and leopard seals~
sea is their jungle 

hourglass dolphins 
smaller than a bottlenose~
keen bow wave riders

home is in the air  
the wandering albatross~
a ten foot wingspan

in the frozen south 
a species of royal bird~
the emperor penguin

the antarctic terns 
fly over a silver dish~
krill is on the menu

thick and warm white coat
a camouflaged artic fox~
unseen in the snow 

top of the food chain
carnivorous white giant~
fearsome polar bear


Premium Member Rainforest Anthology

from three miles away
the unmistakable sounds~
of howlers chorus  

a slithering snake. 
crushing prey without mercy~
green anaconda  

small eyed black caiman
twenty foot alligator  ~
watching and waiting 

waiting in the trees  
unsuspecting deer walks by~
a jaguar strikes  

through overlapping branches
laser beams of sunlight pierce ~
the dense canopy   

worlds largest rodent
like a giant guinea pig~
capybara dives  

painful insect sting
as painful as a gunshot~
the bullet ants bite  

rainforest rivers  
home to pods of pink mammals~
fresh water dolphins  

jesus christ lizards 
walking across the water~
miracles happen  

hanging upside down 
eating green vegetation~
slow moving sloths  

native indians  
rub poison on arrow tips~
from the green dart frog

a very short tail  
long shaggy coat and red face~
bald vakari swings 

face of a lion 
now an endangered species~
lion tamarin 

pygmy tribes food source
monkeys, pigs and antelope~
hunting to survive



Written 6th October 2018

Premium Member Halloween Anthology

Trouble, trouble stirs the wind
ghastly ghosts rise and ascend
	warty toads croak
	vile spells are spoke
witches’ covens evil intend

Burbling, gurgling cauldron hot
with purple vein, red blood clot
	virgins hopeful eyes
	fear and dread belies
throw them in and stir the pot

Screeching, screaming banshee songs
garish ghouls with pointy prongs
	mulish mummies
	reeking rummies
to evil spirits the night belongs
	
Trembling, tremoring witches fear
townsfolk are coming too near
	sticks and stones
	fire bemoans
the end becoming too clear
	
Freaking, shrieking their cry drums
slicing the air with its thrums
	unwilling to face
	they cut to the chase
quickly flee to save their bums

Premium Member Oh, Those Anthology Woes

I struggle with electronic forms, 
To this simpleton, a bag of  worms.
But fresh French coffee, and a smile.
May help me make this final mile.
The silvered stars behind we twinkle!
Do aid me, in removing ‘ mind wrinkles’!


                 9/20/2021


Premium Member Four Little Rooms

He lived in four little rooms
locked behind the door.
And the night shined through
where a light shined before.
A red flame burned ashen gray,
dying on the floor.

So you move yourself along.
And grind on down.
And scrape the path you drag around.
Stumblin’ on the way.
A new day with no grace to say,
starin’ down the ground.

They’re softer lies to swallow
when you’re drunk.
Or when you’re full of faith
and barely saved.
It’s only things that fade.
And leave impressions in the dark.
And demons in the haze.
Sunlight burns night away,
turns darkness into day.	

So sing inside your walls.
And make the lamps low.
And watch the white screen glow,
black on grey.
The words that you say.
And drain yourself away.
Another night burned white by day.
Oh my Darkness, I beg you stay.

Are you fated?
Or are you led?
Well either way the moon will grow.
And spread out wide across the snow.
Piled high and ploughed.
Raised between the lines.
And layered across the years.

Premium Member SHAZZ HAZZ JAZZ PART 2- FOR SHASTA SIMMS Anthology 2

SHAZZ HAZZ JAZZ-

Come sup wit me, Come sup wit me
Come sit here under my tree
Come time wit me come dine wit me
Shhh! Smoken
Ahhh! Smoken waters , cooling brezze
flown, come here sir dance wit me
Come Tago in front of the ocean
Come fly away, in the skies with me
Just flowN, floating
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz in jubilee
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz in jubilee

We have it, we got it, we got this smokeN fire
We B jamming rhythm got ta beat, rhythm got tha beat for hours and hours and hours
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz
I am the Lady Jazz
Mine name is lovely as
I hazz jazz, we hazz jazz come rhythms wit me Shazz  hazz jazz

SmokN fire, hearts desire
Music meaning I juz keep on singN
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz in jubilee
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz in jubilee

We have it, we got it, we got this smokeN fire
We B jamming rhythms got ta beat, rhythm got tha beat for hours and hours and hours
We hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz, we hazz jazz
We got it, come git the beat
We got it, come taste the sweet
We got it, we b come cool in the heat
They be sweeping at our feet
We B danceN like Cholly Atkins

We got it, we got this
Cool as it is, we got this
We got it we got this what we 
Cause what we got we got is Jazz
We begot We hazz Shazz Jazz

3/31/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©

Premium Member TalAngela JamIN- Dedicated VERSE FOR SHASTA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY 2


TalAngela JamIN

Dance in the early 19th century
There’s s a woman named TalAngela, complementary
She was a pretty woman she wears a crown
And she surely knows how to get down

TalAngela wore 10 inch heels
While out on the dance floor she would reel
Her step be on point
As the music lit the whole joint

Ragtime music began to gain mainstream respectability
Her desert on the floor the cakewalk, tippy-toe
TalAngela racket, quick foot cuts space
And sideways slides, performed in either place

Three-forth such a gallop in redowa, in the waltz
Ooh we we not getin lost in the Foxtrot
Ahh! Show them girl you can dance
Dancein  cause got  has a smooth gliding feeling frank

Tango Teas, reneasause got me on my tippy-toes
Ragtime begin to gain mainstream look at her go
Popularity around the late 19th century and into the 1910s.
Redowa triple time come on down girl friend

Spin around three times with me
Grizzly Bear growl at me
Run on them two legs luv
,    Foxtrot, Duck Waddle, Bunny Hugs

What kind of gentleman is love?
How bout, it Turkey Trot stepin hard
Ooh, you stepping on the right spot time
Black Bottom move groove N rhythm rhyme

Combined shoulder and hip movements spin that dime
A modified national craze get them hips rotatin rhyme
The Texas Tommy
Swing dance in San Francisco African Follies

The Texas Tommy breakaway step
In an 8-count rhythm move your tummy breath
Ooh! Getting down swing like in African Follies
There was this woman named TalAngela Dolly

And she knew how to get down
TalAngela wore 10 inch heels she does


10/8/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Dedicated VERSE FOR SHASTA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY #2

Premium Member Dust Bowl Anthology

a mass migration  
heading west to farm the land ~
inexperienced 

in the arid soil
ordinary crops planted  ~
dry farming ignored

drought and poor farming
topsoil blowing in the wind ~
dust bowl created  
 
deep rooted plains grass
taken out and wheat planted ~
devastation looms 

across the great plains 
a dusty black flag unfurled ~
the days become nights  

in all the plains homes  
dust blowing in through fine cracks ~
powdery cover  

the deadly dust clouds
respiratory problems ~
cause of many deaths 

clouds of fine red dust
settles all over the plains ~
a crimson carpet 

new england winter
fine dust in the atmosphere ~
causes red snowfall  

kansas city news
edward stanley editor  ~
coined the term dust bowl

A Haiku Anthology 03-29-2-2018

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my machine nature
possibilities untold
there for the taking
 
i seek... nature gives
i reciprocate... grateful
i recycle waste

human heartbeats
two hundred thousand years old
as one... would deafen

first life... single-cell
no inhibitions... freedom
ruled planet earth

communication
touch alone... we still suffer
bacteria

propagation
cell division... host dictates
perpetual motion

atmospheric life
living on pollutants
bacteria

life's an enigma
only for the human race
still self-destructing

spontaneity... 
a human mistake...
acts without thinking

**********

Premium Member Glorious Harmonies We Sing Black N White Piano Keys -for Shasta Simms Anthology 2

 Soul my soul in me 
Black and white keys
Dominate, the Rapsody
Celestial Holy energy
I receive huggINGly
Abreast and believingly
Above all things,
Glorious harmonies, we sing
~
Ivory cares;
Level yes;
Heartbeats in chest;
Soul my soul breathe;
Rainbow colors black and white,
Embraced colors ivory black N white;
Lovers of melodies prominent
 ~
Lo! music love vocals of heart;
Rhapsody imparted elephants march;
She played the chords of voice;
The band levied the coarse;
Touching all the keys;
Melody
~
Black and white keys
Dominate, the Rapsody
Celestial Holy energy
I receive huggINGly
Abreast and believingly
Beautiful Aesthetics Oneness in 
Matter oneness is spirit for we are
Above all things,

Glorious harmonies, we sing
Piano Keys

A Haiku Anthology - Theme Summertime

wildflower meadow
as tall as a muntjac
cuckoo cuckooing
-
farmers haymaking
grasshoppers stridulating
don't touch a stinkbug
-
wood admiral glides
honeysuckle its host plant
humid the hot nights
-
warm is the river
fish rising leaping for flies
life seeking cool shade
-
inverted swimmers
water boatmen taking in air
cygnets follow pen
-
as fall approaches
swifts are well on their way
second brood blackbirds
-
hungry mosquitoes
human siestas a nap
insect repellent
-
sunbathing insects
flowerflies hovering free
mowers thrashing lawns
-
farmers cutting hay
a smell not forgotten
wildlife be afraid
-
sunbathers warning
cream up or suffer sunburn
worse melanoma
-
swifts immature
three years on the wing
unbelievable
-
sand martins nesting
adorning soft sandy clifts
freshwater skimmers
-
dragonflies masters
watch them fly backwards a thrill
kingfishers posing
-
super hot weather
droughts not good for wildlife
reprieved... thunderstorms
-
climate warming
both poles can't take the heat
humans all sweating
-
a countryside walk
on a warm sunlit day
foxes sunbathing

Haikai - a Micro Anthology - the Mighty Ocean

calm days oceans fit
dress coastlines in white lace
treacherous... the storm

on the wind it glides
oceans of the south surveyed
albatrosses feed

penguins flighty birds
cross ice bellies down... feet push
water... flight masters

aquatic parrots
puffins come to land to breed
Icelanders eat them

oceans deep smokers
new life evolves... dies when stubbed
potential islands

iguanas
some vegetarians
dive oceans to feed

sea mammals... furry
all once murdered for their coats
babies clubbed to death

great auks... now extinct
flightless... netted then eaten
man still hasn't learnt

A Haiku Anthology - 4-1-18

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brighter things in life
bioluminescence
woodlands  singing

moonbeams dancing
clouds conducting rhythm
hedgehogs snuffling worms

the early bird sings
seagulls tap  dancing
worms for breakfast

did you see
penguins flying over Wales
April fool

children having fun
hunting Easter eggs... their joy
bunnies job well done

rivers flooding
April showers... no... torrents
summer biding time

winter grey... its spring
fauna... flora.. begging
time waits for no man

moving on...
the North Atlantic
icebergs do

desert penguins
remember this very day
April fool

rapids frothing
dippers diving seeking food
lambs bleat for ewes

crazy moments
mom... mom... there's a ufo
one day of summer

looking
over shoulder
spring... just checking
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