Best Apparent Poems


Premium Member Hair Apparent

Donald Trump has purchased a new wig
If elected his hair will be BIG
With a new style of hair
He’ll look so debonair
As for Clinton – she won’t give a fig!

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7th June 2016

Premium Member Thorn Rose and Hair Apparent - a Collaboration

A Limerick response to Gershon’s “Hair Apparent“
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Hair Apparent 

The loveliest girl in the world's named Rose
From aquiline nose down to graceful toes -- 
   Yet poor Rose can't get a date
   Is she abandoned by fate? -- 
Those giant bald spots she should not expose.

Written by: Gershon
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Thorn Rose

Why does it matter that Rose has bald spots 
Much better assets has the fair Rose got 
Look at her figure 
Why do you titter
Rose cannot help having thorns on her bot.

Thorns, thorns, Rose has prickly thorns in the bot
There’s nothing like them for pricking those spots 
Come hither fellows
Down to the meadows
She’ll rid those pimples forever, no cost.

Written by: Belle Bellevue 
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Rose's thorns scare admirers away
There's not much a poor flower can say
   Her skin is so prickly
   It makes suitors sickly
So she shows them her petals ~ Come play!

Written by: Gershon
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When Rose puts her soft petals on display
Admirers come by every single day
To caress her fine curves 
Boy, have they got a nerve 
One shot from her thorn bot, they're in decay.

Written by: Belle Bellevue 
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What a shame that Rose has thorns on her bot
A girl has to try and show whats shes' got
But thorns and bald spots drown passion
Maybe her curves and tasteful fashion
Will lure fellows, drawn by her pretty petaly spots.

Written by: Jennifer Proxenos
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May 2021

Premium Member Limerick: Once a Future King Heir Apparent

Limerick: Once a future King heir apparent

Once a future King heir apparent
Old House stained and shredded to pennant
Divorced the future Queen
Married divorcee between
Now sees Russian demimonde during Lent

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
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Premium Member The Apparent Sincerity of Unchained Men

Misspent by inclination,
treed by ambition,
I fled the woods thirsting for the desert,
only to drown in a deep water ecstasy,
later to awaken in the vineyard,
free of fright, bound by the new day's light.

The unchained man bowed his head,
sincerity apparent, no deception transparent.
But the rock in my heart would not soften.
My suspicion would stay, no fears allayed.
This unblinkered seer,
this transcendental man,
had clean fingernails.
 
Draw your lines, number your principles,
look through me and ponder the stars.
Perhaps you do read future history.
In a world scrubbed white that coin may trade,
but you get no supper until I get paid.
 
The strange attractor left the table.
He blasted through the clover
and felled the shamrocks,
separating forever the last leprechauns in love.
Brutally, he balanced the books.
 
Now I see the unchained man's dream:
A land unfettered by growing things,
that sterile paradise where simplicity is king.
The numbers add up easily in a desert fantasy.
Convulsed with joy,
I close my eyes adrift at sea.

Apparent

Apparent

I always has been apparent
When all rights were declarant
And we remained undecided
All of our time was bided
Trump's idiocy was inherent.

Jim Horn

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Minding the Matters of Apparent Urgency

I breath
My breathes
Floating
In front of me
And you
Didn't mind
You'll never
Mind

I convulse
My convulsions
Shaking
My core
And you
Didn't mind
You'll never
Mind

I babble
My babbles
Confusing
All humanity
And you
Didn't mind
You'll never
Mind

I shutter
My shutters
Breaking me
Inside out
And you
Didn't mind
You'll never
Mind

I know
My knowing
Helps me
See you clearly
And you
Don't know
You'll never
Know


Air Apparent

Will Hicks was angry about rear ends
a sudden discharge cost him countless friends.
It made a stinky mess
causing him distess
until he started to wear Depends.

Apparent Inherent Horn Haiku

Apparent Inherent Horn Haiku

It is apparent
For you to be transparent
Has been inherent.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Heir Apparent

The young have energy to spare;
Some old folks, too, but they are rare.
The difference, though, when we compare
Won’t help those younger to prepare.

For life is stressful and unfair
With pain and sorrow we must bear
And as we age, we have our share
Of circumstances that can scare.

There’s bound to be some wear and tear
On brain cells caught in worry’s glare,
Depleting strength from reaching where
There’d be a chance at some repair.

So those of us with graying hair,
Though not quite in a rocking chair,
Are, through our bodies, made aware
That where the bed is – we’ll be there.

Premium Member Apparent Trap

One day spawns the next,
As on life one reflects.
That dusk begets the dawn,
As life goes on,
You don’t need a thinking cap,
To avoid this apparent trap.

Premium Member The Apparent Trap

One day spawns the next,
As on life one reflects.
That dusk begets the dawn,
And life goes on,
You don't need a thinking cap,
To avoid this apparent trap.

Premium Member Hair Apparent

The loveliest girl in the world's named Rose
From aquiline nose down to graceful toes -- 
   Yet poor Rose can't get a date
   Is she abandoned by fate? -- 
Those giant bald spots she should not expose

Apparent End

Intrinsic living
an long stinging injury.
Some apparent end
with an smart hidden counter
just examples motivate.

(5-7-5-7-7)

Declarant Rights Were Apparent

Declarant Rights Were Apparent

Seems so obvious and already apparent,
That rights she discovered are declarant,
In her will;
Would fulfil;
Identically related having been inherent.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member No Apparent Finale

Man's addiction to currents
to motion in general
why the sea is so popular
a write, moving clouds such
fond vehicles for floating 
daydreams

really, we are never still
aging while sleeping
drawn toward spirit alone
perhaps knows where~ no
seven day rest an apparent 
finale

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