Best Bring On Poems
There are places that I've been
that you may never see
As the steady winds are blowing
this storm brews inside of me
But the strong hand that guides me
will surely see me through
As I walk within this darkness
There is nothing left to do
I see the storm clouds gather
as the thunder starts to roll
Lightening flashes all around
as the droplets flood my soul
But when the rain has ended
the sun will shine once more
and I will then be stronger
than I ever was before
So bring on the rain
let me cry these lonely tears
and release the pain
As the lightening strikes
this heart cries out again
I won't give in...
bring on the rain
As everything around me rages
onto my knees I fall
I cry out in desperation
"God help me through it all"
Then this fury deep inside me
slowly starts to drift away
Though a steady rain is falling
I know I'll be okay
So bring on the rain
let me cry these lonely tears
and release the pain
As the lightening strikes
this heart cries out again
I won't give in...
bring on the rain
Categories:
bring on, inspirational, lifeme, heart, rain,
Form:
Lyric
I am cold to my bones
The winter this year unsettled me
Freezing snow went on too long
Aging stiff thoughts
Overpowered my normal optimism
I dream of buds bursting with life
I dream of swallows making their journey
I anticipate the energy of spring
These thoughts warm me.
Categories:
bring on, naturedream, dream,
Form:
Imagism
The leaves are falling, falling, enriching
cool of fall season. Shades of fiery red,
yellow, gold, emitting light; bewitching
green summer leaves. Wondrous mystical bed
a time of windblown beauty gone and fled.
The past forgotten upon umber boughs
which shudder left disrobed, misbegotten.
A new beginning, a new smile endows
nature's convergence. Up comes the cotton
spun and woven into cloth, not boughten.
Wailing chill of long hours of Halloween.
Scrumptious Thanksgiving aromas, feasting
with loved ones. Time full of gladness between
new birth of a child and birthdays lasting
smiles. Season of rainy days were jesting.
9/13/2018
Categories:
bring on, autumn, birth, birthday, halloween,
Form:
Quintain (English)
At the famous Folies Bergère
all the dancing girls fell sick
No one to entertain the tourists
who wouldn’t get to see high kicks
The manager of the venue
thought so long and very hard
He unchained the dancing bears
that lived in the tiny back yard
They went through their routine
since they’d not performed in years
They were absolutely step perfect
the manager was moved to tears
The polar bear and brown bears
became a massive hit on stage
All the dancing girls got sacked
dancing bears were all the rage!
But the animal rights campaigners
set up petitions on a Facebook group
It was deemed that the act was cruel
and disbanded the dancing bear troop
The high kicking girls were re employed
See them can can the whole night through
The dancing bears are now retired
They’ll end their days in the local zoo
Bring on the dancing bears contest
Sponsored by John Lawless
3/18/19
Categories:
bring on, dance, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Bring on the rain
I want to again
To wash out this burning Haze
I feel it a drift in my nights distance Seas
Pounding a flight through my heart
A Temple of soul
Pulsing tight to the back of my eyes
I think of that little face you know
The wood grain talking to me again
Or that shadowing whispering things
I do not like to know
Walking toward me in silent halls
It says things I don’t want to hear
I just want the pain again…
This brings out the things insane
I want to wash these ruined hands
Of theses peculiar stains
I want to scrub my face my mind
As my void expires
In nights a drift, hues of pure vermilion
I need it again
Bring on the rain
Bring on the insane
Watching it drift in crowded rooms
But I am silent
Alone feeling this pain
again & again
Feels like at home
A coming doom
So bring on the rain!
Categories:
bring on, allegory, allusion, analogy, angst,
Form:
Rhyme
Bringing out struggles and hardships
Echoing pain from within myself
Resounding outside my protective walls
Going again and again
Seeking relief from internal struggle
Trying new revenues for my suffering
Desperate for the answer
I turn to things forbidden and hurting
I slowly lose my sanity
As I watch the blood pour from man-made wounds
Leaking out tears and the essence of life
Leaving out pain from all thought
Ignoring the burning will power to start again
Recreating stains of ruby red
Calling for a hopeless world
That only turns their backs
I find the will to end what I started
Finishing my self-inflicted torment
And wishing I could block the pain that escaped from the holes I never thought I'd make...
Categories:
bring on, introspectionpain,
Form:
Free verse
Bring on September. Sunshine still lingers.
Down from its azure sky,
Sun runs long fingers
over gold fields while sun’s lovers sigh
knowing the affair is ended. Summertime, bye bye.
Bring on October. How cool is its breeze.
Poets sing praises most beautifully
for the bright hues bedazzling trees.
Pumpkins on porches lend festivity
as kids trick-or-treating scurry with glee.
Bring on November. Days now grow cold.
Older now, Autumn is wearing a shawl.
However, before the winter takes hold,
families gather to give thanks for all -
for all God has blessed us with; bring on fall.
Oct. 6, 2018
Used this time for the Autumn Poetry Contest of Francine Roberts
Categories:
bring on, autumn,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Today the breeze can make me believe
that Summer's heat is now in the past.
From this season we all need a reprieve.
Please bring on Fall at last
as Summer takes her final blast.
Late starting, the Summer made up her mind
to bake us all where we lay.
We await a season more gentle, more kind.
So Summer, please be on your way.
We long for a fresh Autumn day.
To once again sleep with soft blowing breeze
and air not so cruel and dry.
We've waited impatiently for some ease
of the temperatures that climb so high,
while praying for some rain from the sky.
The parched earth burned, as did we all.
Summer fires filled us with fear.
Now above , I hear the geese call,
telling me Autumn is near,
with rains to wash everything clear.
Categories:
bring on, autumn,
Form:
Quintain (English)
There once was a poetry contest
which was an heroic concept
The great Roger McGough
just took a quick look
and entered a haiku contest instead
Categories:
bring on, fun,
Form:
Limerick
I know humor can hoist my heavy heart,
those times when I've made too much ado.
A joke upgrades angst to laughter's ballyhoo.
You sometimes forget what you once knew.
Take this guy who wears his shorts on his head;
yes, he is a clown with a natural glow
forgetting what he does, the facts you forego
You don't know what you don't know.
Curious about what you remember?
It makes perfect sense in my head.
I would never ignore nonsense that's well-said.
What will you know, when you are braindead...
written October 21, 2016
inspired by two quotes
“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” Maya Angelou
"Nonsense and beauty have close connections". E. M. Forster
Categories:
bring on, 11th grade, beauty, humor,
Form:
Verse
School's out, bring
on summer.
Swimming holes make
room for us.
Birds sing your hearts
out for me.
Summer vacation and
on cloud nine.
Sleeping in, having
dreams of what may
come true for me.
Summer sunshine and
having fun.
Baseball fields and
friends together.
Summer over, back
to school.
What happen in
between, was fun
and another summer
of my youth went
by, to be remembered
for all time.
Written 6-3-11
Categories:
bring on, childhood, nostalgia
Form:
Free verse
He thought the apocalypse has come
That the world would soon be crumbling
She he found his favorite spot
And frantically started shoveling
Getting ready for whatever comes
Whether it's a disaster or zombies
He will be prepared as ever
He won't go out easy he is ornery
He's been saving ammo for years
And canning and stocking his own food
Stashed away deep in his bunker
For the moment that he had heard the news
It was an outbreak and was airborne
It's time to prepare for the apocalypse
This is what he has been ready for
This scenario his best shot at this
Cause a nuke is harder to survive
Or an asteroid hit on impact
Harder to make it out alive
For humanity to make a come back
But us humans we are stubborn
Oh yes we love our guns
So please give us a reason
To fight back instead of run
So bring it on this apocalypse
He is ready to take his last stand
He refuses to be taken or killed
He will fight with his bare hands
Written 2-22-19
Categories:
bring on, conflict, crazy, death, environment,
Form:
Rhyme
Bring on the blessings
Shangrala the soul
Reap rewards from heaven
As momentum starts to roll
Supersede your potential
Give the world your gift
Keep your passion flowing
And progress will be swift
Energize your empathy
Galvanize your grace
Clarify your compassion
And put a smile on your face
A hacienda of happiness
Is what your world should be
A galaxy of goodness
That leads you straight to me.
_Shaman
Categories:
bring on, adventure, angel, destiny, encouraging,
Form:
Verse
Bring on the rejection slips and/or lost wager
Though flush with good humor
pun one mock two yields negligible
true cash equivalent value won
dirt poor offspring privileged as prodigal son
pockets bursting with legal tender,
where just yesterday I had none.
All polite declinations
strung together would circle...
(fill in the blank)
matter of fact, I just got a slew of them
today June 9th, 2020, what a lucky man
me haint an idealist...,
but winning poetry (writing) contest
or purchasing lottery tickets...
yeah, nothing butta pipe dream
such improbable whimsical notion
linkedin and tantamount
with milkmaid and pail
Aesop pose fabulous incredulous solution
finally good riddance
hand to mouth existence
hello riches, perchance a dollop
and/or sizable windfall courtesy
drawn PowerBall and/or Mega Million ticket
whereby yours truly suddenly
cursed with chump change,
and/or abundant money
would experience "fifteen minutes of fame"
flush with friends and relatives
I (a misanthrope) never knew existed
(perhaps even marriage proposition,
no matter wedded bliss prevails)
interesting... how moderate
and/or substantial wealth
suddenly finds chock a block
acquisitions (regarding brand new automobile,
custom designed house,
travel opportunities galore
(maybe even vacation to Mars)
(despite coronavirus - COVID -19) prevalence,
nevertheless awareness viz immutability altering
pubescent stunted emotional, physical
and social development
profusely sweating hands, social anxiety
all the while knowing money
can't buy happiness,
yet once and for all at long last
free and clear of grinding poverty
cuz groveling along
the pockmarked highway
avails countless exit ramps
plethora of choices
how to be analogous to jolly Roger
piloting immense ship of state
(approximating size of Rhode Island)
equipped with the latest trappings
matter of fact replete
with every creature comfort
analogous to rich
self sufficient independent country
allowing, enabling, and providing
a warm welcome - think unfurled
Harris tweed Scottish welcome mat.
Meanwhile somewhere in Schwenksville,
Pennsylvania resident
(within apartment B44)...
tenant fritters precious time wishfully thinking
(luxuriant life within theoretical leisure class)
finding this nameless scrivener
invariably hoisting himself by his own petard.
Categories:
bring on, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse
BRING ON THE DANCING BEARS
IT'S YOUR CIRCUS.....AND THEY ARE YOUR MONKEYS.....
Tedious, dull, and lacking little interest
Unfortunately, pressed and cracking for the best
Laying a brick then another, just come gather
As there is one more to make it merrier
Not a grand feat breaking the arid barrier
Just a little intelligence to jump the fence
Everything you want today not a boring sense
With a small change to keep the dramatic suspense
4/15/2019
Categories:
bring on, cheer up,
Form:
Rhyme