Best Apparently Poems
Prince William was so sick of being told
He’s receding and is now going bald
So he called in the royal hairdresser
To see if he could ease the heir pressure
He gave him a brand new hairstyle
This ‘buzzcut’ would be so worthwhile
His hairdresser is very highbrow
But his fees have raised an eyebrow
William’s head looks like its been shaved
Oh how the press stories have raved
£180 pounds is what we’ve been told
It’s so costly to look like you’re bald!
The cost Prince William has now denied
It wouldn’t be the first time the press have lied!
One day William will be ‘heir apparent’
And cutting costs will be more transparent
When William’s crowned then we could sing
With altered words to God shave the king!
Based on a story in the press over the cost of Prince William’s news haircut
01/20/18
With a mag called POETRY, I spent time
Hoping to find verses sublime and sage
And for all I read, not two words that rhymed
Just chopped up prose splayed all over the page.
This left me just a little bit perplexed
So I decided to investigate
What I did find on Google left me vexed.
It seems that rhyming is so out of date!
Some academics, who think they could note
A cultural conservative leaning
By meter and rhyme: For whom I would vote
An implicit Bourgeois type of meaning!
To which I exclaimed out loud, “Shucky gee,”
‘Tis such a shameful verbal undressing.
The poems that I write are not P.C.?
Imagine the poor folks I’m oppressing!
perhaps if I wrote a bunch of random
words
and arranged them
bizarrely
on the page and didn’t
capitalize
and ensured a total lack of rhyme or rhythm
then, then some establishment of
Persuns
who make their living criticizing other people’s writings
and maybe even write themselves
would call it poetry?
I thought the idea here was to communicate?
How naive!
Oh the stuffiness
Self-important silliness
Such puffiness
Self-conscious no-frilliness
Whoops! I hate when I do that. Such a chump!
Breaking into rhyme like a “middlebrow.”
Kneeling at the poetic shrine of Trump.
Please, Mr. Self-important, show me how!
My thoughts on this are as follows: Bollocks!
This steaming pile of misinformation,
Your verbal equal of Jackson Pollock,
My heart’s best means of communication?
I want to have the “right” feelings and thoughts
And express them just like all you smarties.
Sans emperor’s new clothes, I have been caught
May I go to your frankfurter party?
3/11/16
Regard what you dispel as cause
Relate to us what you claim to be yours
We’ll ask you to denounce culture-driven associations
Without lifting a claw.
Verily in the presence of restrictions,
Our words paint your walls
But worlds within worlds cannot hypostatize your resistance,
We’ll just show you who we are
And hybrid aloud
Announces your round
If you turn, time will tell what a human is as well
If you take the ride,
You’ll never again be able to shut your eyes
Because I am the night
I am what suffering pays for when ecstasy has taken the right
Our years together, you’ll tell, that without her
You might as well
Call it off
Call a cry
But I won’t ask you to fight
I won’t even ask you to stand
The armies of men with barrels of fire power in hand will take with reprimand
Slave deserts will encircle your towns
Flame will carry on through darkness
As seasons slumber over for the next arrival
Whose smile breaths aloud where the Pharaoh sleeps tonight
I should clarify that it’s not all the time
But the only way I know how to express is in rhyme
I’m not always bleak, not always blue
Just when the sunshine doesn’t filter through
“Hormonal imbalance,” they say, “you’ll be okay”
And, “Oh, are you having an... off... day?”
I should clarify that it’s tricky to tell
Sometimes I get angry, I cry, or I yell
And I don’t even realize that something’s not right
I hardly know that I’m losing the fight
And pretty soon tears begin to flow down
(I’m definitely the biggest mess around town)
Also, I should clarify that it’s not every day
Because some days we manage to keep clouds away.
I’m not always sad, you know this is true,
Ask yourself... don't I act happy when I'm with you?
Apparently Provocative
Trump apparently is provocative
Does only take and never any give
Do things may be compelled
Like against them has rebelled
Who like that would want to live.
Jim Horn
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Identity is like that bead of a necklace
Or a beautiful rose of a flower vase
the prettiest smile on someone's face
or even a kind act in the fast world pace
Yet we don't know how things might turn out
Identity is a small glimpse of how something appears out
there might be something more mingled with it
Which is faint enough to be seen at first sight
The bead of that necklace from under the seas
is found as a reward of search for hours,
The beautiful rose that is felt enchanting
has thorns abided by in the very same body
Yes! the ones present even during the time,
when this rose was a bud, fresh and benign
They protected it from all the ruthless beings
by pricking them with their sharp carvings
The prettiest smile as we all see
Was once tortured by circumstances circling
It had to bear the pain of faking identity
in hope of never repeating again and giving it any priority,
An act of kindness in the world presently,
Is like a shining lamp in the darkness surrounding
The darkness of cruelty that spreads far and wide
And covers a distance of thousands of miles
When something is identified as it appears to be
It does have a background that's blurred to merely see
But one day this apparent identity might exchange
position with the background after having no words to explain
Or make people realise the truth of its appearance
And that's how "Identity shifts" come into existence....
Apparently a person is unique
Unique differ's from how a certain person
may carry themself
Themself may be referred to as themselves plurally
Plurally stated could in reference be singular
Singular may be over stated as well if a person has
a mental capacity they can't avail
Help is apparently unique for a person to do or
to ask for
For were all human and to help or ask for help is
only humane as for us evolving within our
revolving world
World apparently is a statement
Statement , apparently
Apparently
Apparently, I had annoyed her
I wanted to pretend I did not know how
Wishing I had kept my concerns to myself
I had been lamenting her choices all afternoon
With cousins and relatives, I barely trust
Now I remember why I do not attend reunions
Her eyes gave me a look that could burn rubber
Was it too late to grovel?
I began to try
Apparently Appeared Provocative
Provocative
An adjective meaning to causing
annoyance, anger, or some other
strong reaction, especially which
was done deliberately.
They Apparently Appeared Provocative,
Which would be way they liked to live;
That had survived all of their ingenuity;
For church provided perfect opportunity.
Ideas and thoughts with their devotion,
Was enough to create much commotion,
As to what might become each objective;
What was needed that they should give.
Need serendipitous sermons that inspire,
From priest who we recently would hire,
And also what we had needed in addition,
Was more in choir as added ammunition.
A weekly breakfast on Tuesday morning,
Where the new priest would give warning;
We are all glad that he has safely landed;
But population of church wants expanded.
Heard priest had been born with silver spoon;
What he should do each Wednesday at noon,
Start having service where each local can go;
Cause population of church to grow and grow.
Where new priest surely does want to begin,
Have new members dying trying to get in;
Heard that critical key to church prosperity,
Will be based on being liked and popularity.
Know that things at church always improve,
When priest settles down and gets in grove;
Regardless if parish is either high or lowly,
God had made His church for us to be Holy.
Jim Horn
Okay, Bob Lynott, top this one.
Proof it for me.
Nuclear bombs are stacked
To use when an enemy needs to be whacked
With one leader having eight hundred bombs ready
And another matching them so very handy
Scientists move their clock
Closer to the midnight slot
For mutual deterrence is the story
Locked with complacency with no glory.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Had Been Apparently Abrupt
Comments made were apparently abrupt,
And eventually things would soon erupt;
Break into,
Like they do;
When done by Trump had become corrupt.
Jim Horn
So what should I be telling the new priest
about his parish?
They say Rudolph is left out but it's not how it appears,
Rudolph has been at the front of that sleigh for years,
a blatent cold unwell and ill but they don't care,
so I have to ask, does that Santa Claus treat his staff fair?
Sirius station 524
serious respiratory
serious resposity
abundant challenge philosophy
profit prophecy men expounding--
on their selfish Glory
not retaining council
praises to themself instead of God's glory
I shall not judge who am I to judge.losess
I am seeking as you are as well
God's perfect love
Trust Insurance
I have found in His peace
And endurance philosophy is flawed
I awaiting the calling the property process
they got me the greater Love
Apparently Agape
Selah Always
2/25/24
written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
You drain out of my mind
regrets flutter, die
are rebirthed as your face.
Love annulled
came to visit me last night.
Now I have to redraw myself.
i will never
say i was ever
beaten growing
up but treated as
in a way as
an equal but
with caution
so to say that
if i were so to
say say something
obscene or inappropriate
then a slap was a given but
this i understood
but i have to say that
there was never verbal
abuse but a talking to as
to do you
know what
you just said
or even implied
so that i was
an open audio
book to be took
or taken for what
i said especially
after being able to
read books such as
1984 when it was only
1970