Best Aroar Poems
The “rinodemwiticus”
It stood proudly hungry
watching all the others sate themselves
promising them forever more.
It turned – I saw the other face
preening itself as it strode
through the debris of its
efforts to build a bigger nest.
I watched it struggle to sleep
wrestling with its duplicity,
doing battle with its multi-faceted
manic manipulation of the pillow.
In fitful sleep it flip flops on itself,
tells lies about the lies it claims
it never told. One voice shouts:
“I will save everyone from everything”
the other interrupts loudly:
“I will give everything to everybody.”
Six owls fell out of the trees
stunned by the depth of this “logic”.
The wolves took off their “sheep’s clothing”,
the fox moved into the henhouse,
the lamb looked at the lion and said”
“Don’t even think about it Leo.”
Chicken Little and The Little Red Hen
were led away in handcuffs.
The rotating head of the “rinodemwiticus”
contradicted itself continuously.
Soon the whole forest was aroar
with grumbling and fighting.
Christopher Robin hid the honey from Pooh,
Mary’s Little Lamb hooked school,
the Cookie Monster was “fat shamed”
into unemployment and depression.
And still the “rinodemwiticus” whirled
spewing its noxious vitriol on the
flummoxed masses lest it be seen
too soon to be the extinct two faced
aberration that it is.
4/3/2016
submitted to – A New Species – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Anthony Slausen
A walk in a sleetstorm, my hair soaking wet
A thought about you that I'll not soon forget
The thought went like this,
Cozy cabin so warm,
Rewinding, replaying, a favorite song,
You're waiting for me as I walk through the door,
With my flannel pajamas and a fire aroar,
A towel to dry me, a hot mug of tea,
The long night before us, it's just you and me
Not sure, but I think I know what happens next
I'll tell you in person, this isn't for text
Since the day that I met you my love for you grew
And all I want now is to come home to you