Best Astray Poems
The weathermen led me astray;
I canceled my plans for today.
Expecting some rain
I thought I’d refrain
From an outing an hour away.
Instead, there is sun in the sky
So the question I have to ask’s why
When they make their report
They may come up so short
Or, much worse, they might out and out lie.
We are fools if we always believe
What we hear, for the “facts” may deceive
And when Nature’s involved
Truth is rarely resolved
For she always has tricks up her sleeve.
Seems the world has changed today
Have we all just gone astray?
As someone’s child lay’s dead on the corner
Is now the time to start this terrible horror?
We are quick to judge and point our finger,
Ready to point the gun, and pull the trigger.
A child has died, we know not why,
Yet the riots start and the families cry.
Before the truth is even known,
People arrive and the stones are thrown.
They provoke anger and spread the cancer,
Even before, we are given an answer.
Now the city becomes a war zone
And the families sit all alone.
As the tears are fresh upon their cheeks
They come forward and of peace they speak.
Their time to mourn has been denied,
Because your war has taken stride.
As you’re burning your city to the ground,
Remember not everything can be turned around.
So don’t let the memory of their son,
Be of a war that can never be won.
Put away your anger, stop this fight,
Don’t let others control your plight.
Their child has died, they know not why,
They just need to mourn and cry.
There were times when I knew the hard past was a bear,
and when most of the days of my life were unfair.
It was during my moments of weakness I stood,
far away from the damage of timely despair.
Could I feel the cold fever of love gone astray,
with much worry and anguish brought forth to my day?
I need not things that cure heartache, just romance pure,
in a light of not knowing if you would be there.
Is this heartbreak a curse that I’ll always endure?
Must I always be absent from love to uphold,
when this rush of excitement has always been told.
It was when I least noticed that you were my hope,
and when you came from solace outside in the cold.
Can I ever be rid of the times when I’m pained,
where I need not good moments that never remained.
So I sit here and ponder on love gone astray,
with much torment and trouble that had to be sold.
There were times when I knew not if I should have stayed.
Anapestic Tetrameter - Poetry Contest
Craig Cornish
January 8th, 2018
I AM BEING LED ASTRAY
BY THE NEW IMPROVED TECHNOLOGY
NEW IMPROVED TECHNOLOGY
NEW IMPROVED TECHNOLOGY
TO A NEVER ENDING WORLD OF CHANGE
RAPID RAPID RAPID CHANGE
HERE TODAY AND GONE TOMORROW
HERE TODAY AND GONE TOMORROW
GO
GO GO
GO GO
GO GO
ONE CAN NEVER
MASTER IT SO,
…………………………..OR IN ALL
IT MOVES TOO FAST- OH SUCH GALL
EVEN FOR THE YOUNG TO STALL
SO LET IT GO
LET IT FOLD
BE BOLD
FORGET THE NEW AND
MASTER THE OLD
All we, like sheep, have strayed
From the good and righteous way
Choosing a shepherd to lead the flock
Is the difference between pasture or rocks
One will feed and nurture the sheep fold
The other waits over the edge, below
Follow the Black sheep to the brink
Or the false shepherd, distracted with drink
Go your own way with little light
All will bring you to a disastrous plight
The Good Shepherd leads with rod and staff
To protect, and guide on a true and safe path
11/23/21
Regardless of what you heard in town
There'll soon be a turnaround
No need to have it all burnt to the ground
First thing I got to do is put the alcohol and herb down
Girl we can still work it out
Don't think otherwise, we both deserve it now
Saw it coming
Doing something
Not only running
Towards success I am gunning
Got no time for fussing
Always careful on who I am trusting
Because it all can be disgusting
Which is why I'm adjusting
While particles continue fluxing
Often it's no quarter
Grow up instead of calling others a foreigner
Few if any truly in my corner
I remain an explorer
Not fearful of horror
As the planet stays cold or becomes warmer
Realize our lives over time become shorter
Meaning live it up on any side of the border
Because it's not all set in stone or requiring a mortar
Instead of always diving in head first
Don't just make the best of it, make an effort
Getting better with experience and putting out your best work
Going in all directions not just westward
Endless questions remaining
Quit always doing the same things
And complaining
Start changing
Toward a better path you may be paving
Ground is what you are gaining
After taking time for training
Eventually you'll be prevailing
After having gone astray
You might feel like it's not okay
But please don't throw it all away
Show love and have a happy holiday
it's not at our opt to stay
And
Live this life,
Poverty offered
A land,
We breath trembling
Our bodies,
Hearing gunshots,
Fleeing,
Screaming
Stepped With knife,
Hollering for help,
Honestly it gets us
Filled with worries
Trailed blood indicating
Wrecked,
I see no breathing
Nor trying,
It seem Departed.
Sobbing when she have been
Forced into it,
Her feminine spoilt by pirates
While she acts delinquently for rescue,
Arching left ensue
A many desired explained
By entertainments,
Spending on eyes attired
By compliments,
Repined avail filled
Inferiors astonishments.
Hood life gone us astray,
Good life come approach our way
When doubt festers within my heart,
my path is suddenly unclear.
And confronting lies and deceit,
I'm left on the verge of a tear.
An alternate reality
clouded what I refused to see.
For I was infatuated
by the concept that you loved me.
Separate and yet connected;
I was easily led astray.
And we shared intimate moments;
till betrayal drove love away.
A clash of rival emotions
reigns over desire and fury.
And in the court of my feelings,
truth presides as judge and jury.
Despite your manipulations,
I'll miss your charisma and charm.
And yet, I choose to walk away;
before you do any more harm.
The day her life went astray
Just two days before her big day
Barely a teen, unaware of the battle soon to be seen
So adored by all, the first to be there for anyone about to fall
She now wakes up everyday just to find herself wondering why
Was it because of her past that she was destine to crash
She wakes up everyday
Simply to find herself wondering why
Each day the event becoming clearer
Like watching it unwillingly through a two-way mirror
Unable to stop the events about to unfold
He invades her mind, body and soul
Two days before her big day
She moves along emotionless
Her sixteenth birthday spent in bed wishing she were dead
Was it because of her path that she was destine to crash
Her life at the mercy of his will
Every sick desire she was forced to fulfill
Once so normal in every way, the last girl anyone thought would go astray
She wakes up everyday
Remembering how the were tears streaming down her face
Believing that now she was a complete disgrace
To weak to fight
She survived that torturous night by knowing it wasn’t right
She was tricked…
A repeat like him knew exactly what victim to pick
There was no going back
She then refused to let him derail her off the tracks
I wake up everyday
To find myself realizing there is no answer why
No longer harboring any part of the blame
No scarlet letter, no hidden shame
I get pleasure as he rots in an eight by ten cell
And I get to smile again knowing he is stuck in his own personal hell
He who stole something so dear from me
I can chuckle as he will never be free
“I hate cats”, she said a Million times.
“They’re always biting, scratching”;
“They rub all over you and
Leave fur on your clothing.”
Weeks later she called,
“We’ve got a cat.”
She told me;
“It won’t
Leave.”
He didn't read the letters she sent;
That fact was quite evident;
The candles burned and sorrow churned;
Once again she had been burned;
Missing him days and nights;
She writes and writes and writes her plight;
Hope and pray there will come a day;
When he will no longer stray away;
She can't compete with endorphins rush;
He wants and needs it way too much
She holds on to what had been;
He no longer cares a whim;
Amphetamine is his true call;
That was and is his biggest downfall;
Life with him was once happy;
Now it's hell without him clean;
Jealous probing he is so untrue;
makes her wonder who he's screwed;
Accusing her day and night;
Something isn't fitting right;
The drug took his mind away;
He won't believe she never strayed;
Hoping he will see the light
and turn back into Mr. Right
Deep inside where shadows lounge
True love was lost no magic found
That fleeting thought run now it's not too late
Never fathoming his deceptions so great
The magic once encompassing both
not knowing how far afield he'd go
One content with passions flash
The other forever chasing **ASS**
Both now knowing somethings not right
Could it have been his continual lies?
Trust in her he failed to do
That lack of such - he respected few
Passions dimmed and flames went away
Both responsible for the path they lay
Question, curse, fight till dawn
The demons inside released for none
The trick to regain the Sorcerer's touch
So simple even wee people would gush
Stop seeking that which you should not attain
The searching causes both great pain
Be humble and love that one you have
Or all for naught be forever sad
Stop looking seeking far afield away
Or else true love will fade away.
The pregnant moon has led a man astray.
His life, and others too, he’ll devastate.
The plane trip of a fool begins today.
A lunacy infection in him lay
simmering, his heart to penetrate.
The pregnant moon has led a man astray.
For on a night of moon’s full bloom in May,
he saw the face which led him to this gate.
The plane trip of a fool begins today.
His passion for her grew with each foray
estranging him from his kids and dear mate.
The pregnant moon has led a man astray.
She launched his thousand ships, then went away.
His plan , like waxing moon, would soon gestate.
The plane trip of a fool begins today.
Now he waits for take-off on the runway-
not knowing of his flame’s marital state!
The pregnant moon has led a man astray.
The plane trip of a fool begins today.
Jan. 21, 2020
N/A in Your Best 2019-2020 Villanelle' Poetry Contest
(except for me, it's my ONLY villanelle in a year)
Now I enter it in John Hamilton's 'N-A rerun 5' Contest
Button Gone Astray
I read a poem the other day
About a button gone astray
Another poet said her thing
Was always losing one earring
Before I put my pen away
I had to join into the fray
I’ve never worn an earring
I never felt the need
And have I sewn on buttons
Hundreds – yes indeed
So when I get an extra
It goes straight into a jar
But when I need that button
It takes too long by far
To find that matching button
From the time that I begin
And so just like the rest of you
I use a Safety Pin
What's wrong?
What's right?
What's true?
What are lies?
Are you my friend?
Are you my foe?
Can I trust you?
Or will you break me?
Are friendships suppose to be like this?
So tragic, so anomalously sad?
Will I be stronger?
Is it better I hold on half knowingly?
Or should I become more vulnerable?
I'm lost.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I really don't know.