Best Catastrophes Poems


Alliteration For the Planet

Wonderful wonders woven within wild. 
Titillates theatrical tender thoughts
Consistently creation, contrives conservation concerns. 
Ecology evolves equations, entitling entities essence.
Empowering equality, enlarges existence.
Life lovingly leases Longevity.
Biodiversity braces, blatant brutal balding.
Deforestation, destruction devoid due definition.
People physically, plundering planet.
Prevalently procuring, products proscribed 
Pilfering practices producing poisonous pollutants.
Greenhouse gases generated, generously grievous.
Temperate temperature’s tempers tumultuous.
Creating Climate changes, causing catastrophes.
Planet purges peril predominately.
Preached, placid platitudes, politicians podiums paced.
loved lives logged listed lost.
Lacuna languished, lessons least learnt.
Losing Life lingers, listing leeward lazily.
© Sam Raj  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Photography Meraki

sporting a colorful chemise
a camera and a valise
temptations so easily tease
roaming as free as honeybees
tourists hear beckonings as pleas
and capture beauty with much ease

tiny things no bigger than peas
or vast expanse of deep blue seas
weeping willows in the breeze
ornate houses of bourgeoisies
candles lit to divinities
friendly playful bitty chickadees

lovable girl about to sneeze
a soldier's return from overseas
referees calling penalties
lovers creating memories
strange amazing intricacies
silly whimsical fantasies

many types of absurdities
two elephants on a trapeze
seven vine swinging chimpanzees
bears savoring delicacies
oddities among novelties
unavoidable catastrophes

moments of awe you want to freeze
as many of these as you please
photos are lovely memories
many worthy of galleries
each artist a fan of what he sees  



Published in PoetrySoup's first anthology "PS: It's Poetry: An anthology of contemporary poetry from around the world" Paperback 2020

Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE MIND'S CANVAS~ 2023

AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2021

February 27, 2018 for FAVORITE RHYMING POEM EVER CONTEST sponsored by LAURA LOO  -  RANKED 2ND

January 1, 2018 for BEST RHYMING POEM OCT-DEC CONTEST sponsored by JOHN HAMILTON   - RANKED 3RD

November 30, 2017 for MERAKI CONTEST sponsored by SILENT ONE -  RANKED 1ST

Premium Member The Man Is Moonlighting

Once a month Earth’s moon takes another gig
     Moonlighting in a far-off galaxy
The lunar eclipse only veils the truth
     The man in the moon is an absentee

Decades peering down, he needs some relief
     He’s seen famine, wars and catastrophes
His face now pocked by craters of despair
     His other world? Fewer calamities!

He’s often afraid to show his full face
     So he waxes and wanes in synchrony
Slivers sometimes, half globes make their debuts
     Full orb appears with lovers’ harmony

Contrary to most popular beliefs
     Werewolves do not gain power from his light
The man in the moon beams with a full grin
     When we follow a path righteous and bright 

This is the reason we see harvest moons
     At times when we reap the best seeds we’ve sewn
The man who watches us is happy then
     Bright orange smile -- appreciation shown


The Power of Words

Spilling verses 
as if they were a life line
Thinly hanging on
In air
Hoping they go
Somewhere
Reaching 
Teaching
If not Preaching
A truth
To life
Giving meaning to
Always becoming a path
To our feet
Defying mere physics
Like walking on water.

Inking my way past
Adversity, while attempting to hold onto
Sanity in the midst of human travesty
Man made catastrophes by ego's
Pride.

Let it be so and so
Traveling words
More thunderous
Than dreams do allow
Spilling soul and fire
Flaming paths of
Prayer into the
Ether 
Burning insence
Catching the nostrils
Of God Himself or Herself
Raising attention to
Angels and Demons
Hear I am
Here we are
Racing time, in attempts
To move mountains from here to there
On Ledges where
Death no longer Stands, 
But stanza and sonnet command
Life is Eternal from mouth to
Hand
Affirming Our Generation
As a Genesis without Nemesis.

Reflecting in the
Mirror dimly is
Me,
 a word
The world has known
Thee a time or two
Casting spells
In rhyme and form
Where logos fluidly
And fluently
Speaks to Universe
And Word, Faithfully
Becomes Will
9x's and
The poet's verses
Declare projected
Prophecies.

Thus the word is done
From soul
With the power
Of Divine Expectations
Mystical ,but clear to
Listening Ears
Piercing bone and marrow
Awakening what was once feeble
In many.

May we now speak
With the tongues of Gods
Into unknown tomorrows
Beautiful Order Words
Into a world filled
With The Hope of Love
A solid fruition
Human Ascension
Into never ending Light
As plain as sight beyond sight.

Kevin Guru©2017
The Power of Words

Premium Member Anguish For Ratings

A very human touch to a story
with some zip to it.
The media is a heartless leach
to the many unfortunate souls suffering,
amongst the filth and chaos of a city in peril.
War has reduced entire cities to rubble,
people are forced to flee for their lives
and yet, the news cameras focus their lenses
on its bullet-ridden facade for dramatic effect.
A money-hungry machine,
news stations suck every ounce of emotion from a story
without shame.
We expect them to inform us
of worldwide catastrophes and events,
and so, we encourage indiscriminate insensitive
photo-shoots of people’s pain.
It may be a sad addiction, and quite pathetic,
but it’s perfectly acceptable,
to exploit human suffering
in the name of news.
Coverage of childhood trauma, fear, or starvation,
all fall under the doctrine of clean hands.
Reporters inoculate hard hearts from reality’s truths
as homeless, hopeless faces,
cling to life, walking away
from everything they ever loved.  
And recording their pain 
while it’s still fresh and piercing,
is but an opportunity for the news to shore up falling ratings.


(Free Verse)

Premium Member A Tough Guy's Recompense

Stoic, is my demeanor
Masculine through and through
I’m as tough as the tough guys come
More manly than all of you

Emotions are for sissies
My tears had never flown
Catastrophes, I greeted with smiles
Heartbreak I’d never shown

She was all of five years old
The sweetest child I’d ever seen
To be told that she is dying of cancer
Was a diagnosis too obscene

Forty years of pent up feelings
I had learned to keep inside
Putting up a manly façade
Not even knowing what I did hide

And then the door flew open
As wide as wide could be
The dam holding back my humanity
Broke down inside of me

I shaved my head to be like her
I held her little hand
I would cry and laugh and giggle with her
Every moment that I can

Being a man doesn’t mean pretending
That your heart cannot be touched
It means being there to share your love
Helping others when life gets rough

It took a five year old, little girl
To really show me how to be a man
The courage she had to fight her fight
Proved her to be tougher than I am

I no longer hold back tears
I say, “I love you” all the time
Showing the world exactly what I feel
I no longer view as a hideous crime

I wept at her funeral
And, I’ve cried every night since
That door remains wide open
A tough guy’s recompense
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Things You Cannot Sugar Coat

Things you cannot sugar coat:    LIST POEM
Child abuse
Sex trafficking
Killings
Murders
Rapes
STDs
Illegal drug use
Alcoholism
Cancer
9/11/01
Automobile wrecks
House fires
Natural catastrophes
Tsunamis
Earthquakes
Volcanic ash
Bullies
Pain
Anger
Rage
Unkindness
Disrespect
Ugly dogs
Dentists
Math

The Beast

The weirdest beast inhabits Earth;
A Human with a brain. It’s large but uses
a tiny bit of what's bestowed at birth.
Whatever primal concept Man chooses,
catastrophes usually soon arise.
Developed fire, but readily is burned,
Invents the wheel, then underneath he dies.
You'd think he would eventually learn.
Impossible you say? I think your right!
This is the beast who thought the world was flat.
Pathetic creature never was that bright.
But ask him if he is he’ll laugh at that
inquiry. Arrogance asserts itself
when having high opinion of ones self.

Premium Member kamikaze



"kamikaze"

Isn’t it odd 
how you always gravitate back to me,
I circle your mind like a helicopter  

you watch me 

like a moth
attracted to flames,
lit in succulent tender air waves

the others will state their absolute grievances,
it’s a force majeure for preconceived
unaccountable and unavoidable catastrophes

but We, 
persist, We, 
kamikaze 

all artificial 
and unintelligent,
other side of the wall

reasoning 
bows,
to Love,

always

Love, 
gravitates, 
persists, 

calls us all in 

just as debutantes, 
there We are, 
our insides shining out,

illogically

semi-public
so un-upperclassed, 
We are, barefeet dancing

under eye-glass boiling,

serious insects 
quartered illogically
'neath microscope petri'd 

kamikaze
Love
calls Us all in 

debutantes
illogically
troped

“Juliet is the Sun!”,
espouses Romeo;
little does he know, 

She is more 
than a 
soft black-holed velvet galaxy

She's a 
Universe, diamond sharp
turned inside out


Candide Diderot. ‘24

Premium Member Out to Sea


"Out to Sea"

In the immediate times 
we rush to consume it all 
before it is all swallowed, and out it all comes salty,
like an Ocean pummelling our crumbling sures 
eating away our solidarity
insouciantly the sandy impermanent escarpment caves in
on our gossamer dissolving world

and in the eye of the storm 
in the middle of it all 
for a small moment all is calm 
while the catastrophes move blithely around us, 
hitting us brashly like we’ve been hit on a caffeine high 
we are simultaneously aware of time standing still and then,
the swift pull of a rug unceremoniously out beneath our feet

some strange gravity slides 
towards that ridiculous prophecised inevitability
of kingdoms come and gone
we thought we knew everything
the truth is we were the dumb awake
knowing little of everything
and much of what mattered little

and all as one 
we are drowned soundly, gladly, 
like into an open-eyed baptismal grave

we are forever and ever 
naked as a child
washed clean 

out to sea




Candide Diderot. ‘25

Enemies of the Peace

Enemies of the peace
Are not consecrating the life
Tampering with the nature
Crucifying the childhood
On the sidewalks
Burying the chastity
In the brothels
Killing the light
Before coming the dark

Enemies of the peace
Adoring the wars
Kissing the poverty
Dreaming with the famines
Clapping for catastrophes
Destroying everything
Schools
Hospitals
Synagogues
Churches
Mosques
Temples

Enemies of the peace
They want to uproot feelings
To extinguish the flaming longing
In the hearts
And burn the growing yearning
In depths of humans

Enemies of the peace
Robbing the dreams
Jailing the tears
Deforming the colors
Crushing the flowers
Turning off the hope

Enemies of the peace
Not knowing the love
Not appreciating the values
Not believing in the peace .....................

Was It An Act of God?

Catastrophes,natural disasters and torrential rains
what causes these thing to happen, on whom do you place the blame?
mankind has misused and abused this planet on which we live
Mother Nature must make adjustments, the forces of nature then give
we have built too many buildings, taken over too much land
an earthquake may be a realignment to the acts and plans of man

aerosol cans, rain forest diminishing, the erosion of the soil and ground
when the rain eventually falls the lack of trees causes the mud to slide down
God gave us some power, many have called it free-will
mankind can use it for good or he can use it for ill-will
yet when many lives are lost and so many souls depart
why does anyone think to ask, was it an act of God?

air pollution, water pollution, the whole industrial age
has ravaged our planet and brought about Mother Nature's rage
we act before we think, we destroyed things that can't be replaced
maybe Mother Nature is trying to tell us to do an about face
tsunamis, monsoons and all types of major tidal waves
may be a wake-up call to how we have behaved

we need to come together and start making some major plans
stop raping our natural resources and start preserving God's land
so if anyone ever asks you, was it an act of God the Lord Christ?
just ask them for this planet, what has mankind sacrificed?
we are selfish in our deeds, self-absorbed in our needs
eventually we must bear the blame and we all will pay the price
just don't be so quick to place the burden of guilt on God the Lord Christ

Premium Member Land And Waterborne Enemies

Pests are literally destructive to nature and human survival.  More than ten thousand species have survived various catastrophes for more than a thousand years.  Dinosaurs may have lived and ruled for a long time, but died from scorching meteors.    And yet, cockroaches belonging to the kingdom of pests are still strong and dominating up to now.  You can observe that from the wing itself speaks invincibilty.  Cockroaches are just one of the land based-pests that can be found everywhere.

  Water predators are of different types.  Skinny as they are, but agile and electrifying.  Scaly as they are, but feasting on human flesh and bones.

  Who would ever think that future wars can only emanate from human wars or wars of the world?  How about the silent creatures around and within the habitat of man?... Land and water predators versus human supremacy over all other entities.

Live Out Loud

My presence is invincible
I am dominant and powerful
Overcoming life’s tragedies is emotional
Vanity is self love; you can say I’m boastful
It’s the beautification to my struggles
Self-worth is my devotional

I swagger
I sway and I strut
I go out into the world
And I kick butt

I grasp reality
Reach out toward authenticity
I am undisputed
Heavy weight in credibility

My imagination is whimsical
My love of life is musical
Since of humor is critical
For when life turns cynical

Life’s catastrophes tickle
When friends turn foe
Frenemies are fickle
They don’t stop my show

I vogue with my fashion
Saunter with style
I’m Hollywood happening

I LIVE OUT LOUD

How To Have Sex

Begin by swinging from chandeliers when home
Wear matching multicolored harlequin costumes
Equip yourselves with harmonicas and bazookas
Keep lubricants and trampolines near by for safety

Practice lunar landings in your room to
Resume your activities in the great outdoors

Do sex outside in a car when retired
Bring a partner and spare tire as required
Avoid police if so inclined
Drive eighty miles an hour at all times
Watch out for sharp curves if they object
Narrow mountain roads are watching
Keep one eye on the road while inserting 
                                                                                    
Headlights and moon glow set the mood
Never use puppets when in an auto
Open highways are always open to suggestion

Mating should only occur in mid air
Eat oysters raw when in flight
Climb to greater heights
Use Airplanes for best results
Jump from wing to wing
Wear a parachute and a pirates patch
Use only one to avoid catastrophes

Take lessons from cartoons 
To find out who you are

Leave farm and zoo animals out of the equation
Milking a cow is taboo too… Don't do it!
Wear rubber gloves if you must

Position yourselves to be lazy
In opposite directions for safety 
Never have sex face to face
Back to back is better jumping on the bed
Apparatuses are optional
To be avoided by amateurs
 
Watch out for babies!  (They snore)
Never run over them
It's against the law 
And down right crazy

Pregnancy can be fun too
Instructions are on the dashboard
But first you must buy or rent a car
Before you floor it

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