Best Certain Poems
Well guys I’m going to tell you a secret
You don’t really know me
I have not been honest
I am not who I say I am
Yesterday I discovered the real me…
I’m a ninja – yes honestly I’m a ninja
I have proof from www.anagrammer.com
Ninja Salol …………………….…..Jan Allison
So I thought I’d have fun with a few names here
Hope no one is offended.. but they are quite amusing!
Casual Pull …………………...... …… Paul Callus
Diarrhetic Ande ….…………….Andrea Dietrich
Archaean Cans …………… …….Casarah Nance
Ard Man ………………………….......……. Armand
Hmm is Tit ……………………....…….Tim Smith
Savour Hart ……………………...…. Arthur Vaso
ill can Jokes ……………………....….Jack Ellison
Hencoop **** ………….….….…..Shane Cooper
Horny Rash Ram ……….………Harry Horsman
Lycra Nim ………………….…......……. Lyric Man
Go Mercurial Ire …………….….Maurice Rigoler
Peer over………………………......….….Eve Roper
Ramshackle Cure……………. Earl Schumacker
Salutes Sir…………………………....….Lei Strauss
Mercy Tis So ………….……....………Mystic Rose
Can Hear Microchip………Charmaine Chircop
Upgrade Gent…………………….….Peter Duggan
Warrants Done……………..….. Darren Watson
Sit Leprechaun................... Paul Schneiter
9th February 2015
Categories:
certain, humorous,
Form:
Narrative
About That Certain Thing Called Nonsense
Nonsense is that certain symbolic communication form
that oft pervades our human space with its absurdity!
All of us from time-to-time have had to deal with some
people who revel and rave in it to provoke a response.
Making sense and communicating in an intelligent fashion,
reflects a spirit of human decency that’s so needed at times.
“Nonsense!” used as an exclamatory pronouncement inheres
a necessary tone of disagreement to stop boorish behavior.
“Nonsense” in a whimsical use can tickle one’s funny bone,
whilst creating, at times, a much-needed spirit of amusement!
And so, “Nonsense” as part of our grand human condition,
may not be all bad, except when some choose to be naughty!
Nonsense is an important part of life because it brings us to
a certain view, which should be of no surprise: C’est la vie!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 9, 2018 (Couplet)
Categories:
certain, allegory, deep, image, life,
Form:
Couplet
Ears listening to only their lies,
And their lies speaking only to them,
Trying to be quiet yet still screaming,
Drowning in rants never heard,
So concise but not too clear,
Imprisoned in thoughts of obsession,
Muttering useless ancient literary rules,
In love with yet hating poetic expressions,
Foreign to their limited constrained imaginations,
Trapped behind walls of old thought,
Grasping yet never holding reality,
While visions of punctuation and conformity crowd their tiny unexpanded
minds,
Judging without thinking one step ahead,
Thinking thoughts that kill their judgement,
Still their bodies move forward to nowhere,
Their voices the only sound left to comfort them,
Unaware of love just beneath their windows,
Desolation blinds their desperate micro-management brains,
In pathetic awe of ancient written rules,
Never really meant for ones of their ilk,
For they were penned for poets of consciousness,
Aware their times and rules would surely end,
Were never truly meant for all the centuries,
Suffocating in the dust of a past they never lived,
Afraid of new ideas of written expression,
Created from the minds of what they fear most,
Free thinking writers unafraid of literary change,
And still,
They talk and talk and talk, saying absolutely nothing.
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Categories:
certain, poetry, wisdom,
Form:
Narrative
How the morn wakens with life,
to tether a sleepy soul
with simple delights;
The manna lights upon the land,
the swell of the sun ballooning
like some prim-adonna,
A starling to lead teasing to treetops
(a little black speck)
(star-of-Bethlehem-met)
swaying in soft wind....
Tickling the trees with its breeze
and tender tune;
so soon hushed,
the houses blush below ----
to parks the children go,
cyclists for cars....
The far traffic din slim with Sunday;
this Easter with the peace of Christ,
his everlasting smile,
so lovely upon the land
(A certain Sunday morn)
Categories:
certain, easter, morning, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
There's a certain cunning ham named Tom
Who once crafted limericks with aplomb
Lately, no funny new lims
Has Tom's funny bone dimmed -- NO
His computer's been infected with ROM!
Categories:
certain, funny, missing you, poets,
Form:
Limerick
there is a certain taste to Autumn
almost alien to Summer's fruition of life
it is a different celebration
where the living having succeeded
fruits succumb to ripened apples
the hazel sweetens its core
gourds of every color
deck the leaves now browning
life begins its crawl into hibernation
the breath of the cold to come
whispers in trees where leaves
plummet to the end of their use
it heralds a job well accomplished
a time to celebrate the long journey
that burst thru the mud and ice
as Winter left its' toll
and Spring began its wondrous labors
Autumn is a time to rejoice
dream of the snow crocus
that return year after year
that dutiful call of God
Earth still has a purpose
where mortality labors into immortal
the composts stand ready
to urge the first blade of grass
to struggle and greet the dawn
nourished by life's rotting flesh
Autumn is death knocking at the door
reminding the granary stored
is the duty of God's gift
to the seasons yet to come
OKC 9/22
Categories:
certain, autumn, celebration, earth, miracle,
Form:
Free verse
Where are we headed, is a silver lining in sight
At the current pace, we'll be over the precipice before night
It's already dusk
Smarten up we must
Before a certain lunatic precipitates an extinguishing of the lights
Categories:
certain, dark,
Form:
Limerick
Two sweethearts in the sunset of their years
share a bench, a pleasant disposition,
big smiles for passers-by, no time for tears,
days are spent in happy contemplation.
Two children with a bushel full of schemes,
imaginations ripe and fit to burst!
fairy tales and fancies mark their dreams,
carefree, they never contemplate the worst.
What keeps them close, and nestled in His arms,
the answer, the need for this connection?
love and friends alleviate your qualms,
compassion is a source for calm reflection.
A gentle word to counter grief and pain,
a hug, and love will flourish once again!
Categories:
certain, love,
Form:
Sonnet
I'm too nervous to resurface,
it's not that I'm worthless
or don't want to work for this,
my motive sits motionless.
Can I bring it to your attention
I need an intervention
to save me from selfish behavior,
a salvation of circumstances
serving me chances to be my own saviour,
challenging this circling hell that prances
unnerving me a certain future
of out of service hope and mischance
where I can't sense my humour.
I'm not stood with hands out
looking for handouts,
I just need that first time wind up
to get the engine ticking
and give reserves corrupt
and vigorous in control of my mind a good kicking.
It's as though I'm not the one that drives
this life I ride,
it's as though I'm not one with any drive,
a life without pride,
but I believe I can once again strive
if I find my stride,
I will breathe and bleed myself alive,
I might be lost but I've not died.
Categories:
certain, angst, anxiety, confusion, depression,
Form:
Rhyme
The world is shifting, not the same,
We’ve faltered as a human race.
No one’s safe on this forsaken plane,
Even the righteous lose their grace.
In Kali Yuga’s shadowed prime,
One plea remains, one urgent call:
Oh Prabhu, we need you now,
For Kali pursh looms over all.
The age of chaos spreads its gloom,
The good have fallen, lost their way.
People chant your sacred name,
As we wander through this disarray.
Man has bartered souls for fleeting gain,
Women peddle selves through screens.
Neither safe from this cruel fate,
As darkness twists our shattered dreams.
The virtuous bleed while villains reign,
We need Kalki’s light to guide.
In this turmoil, help us find
A path to peace where truth resides
Categories:
certain, conflict, devotion, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
He conjectured the weight of her small breasts.
lifted them in cupped hands,
weighed the texture gravity has
when combined with the weight of pleasure.
He wonders about this sudden passion for lightness;
then he recalls his mother;
that bird-like lady -
the pressure of tenderness
as she held his face
in both her palms
as if he were the weight of her own soul.
Now he holds this beautiful
unfathomable woman
not knowing what to say,
because his mouth is full
of a heaviness
perhaps only known
to clouds and rain.
Categories:
certain, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Yes we don’t give a toss,
If your package is lost,
That’s logistics,
If it’s broken or bent,
Or has multiple dents,
That’s logistics,
If it’s fragile and breaks,
It was not our mistake,
That’s logistics,
Well you were not at home,
So we sent it to Rome,
That’s logistics!
So incredibly late,
That it’s gone out of date,
That’s logistics,
We don’t know where it went,
Are you sure it was sent?
That’s logistics,
Your parcels we’ll stash,
But we’ll still take your cash,
That’s logistics,
What an item on time?!
Oh no wait, it’s not mine,
That’s logistics!
Categories:
certain, business, funny, parody, song-
Form:
Lyric
You desperately need your own share of life's riches
to assuage your behind and whatever else itches.
Be prepared for the price for you surely will pay.
Be quite certain you want it. You might get it today.
You long for the face and sheer physique of the gods,
without steroids or surgeons to defy all the odds.
Never mind any buts. To these caprices you pray.
Be quite certain you want it. You might get it today.
You're stood up, rejected by a few haughty CENSORED.
You yearn for revenge on these fey feline witches.
You might mull it over. Just put it off and delay.
Be quite certain you want it. You might get it today.
You still dream of a mansion and a Playmate in sable.
A feast served on silver on a polished pine table.
Be aware what you're asking for it won't go away.
Be quite certain you want it. You might get it today.
Based on the common version of the saying by Oscar Wilde:
" BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR, BECAUSE YOU JUST MIGHT GET IT."
Categories:
certain, allegory, parody, philosophy
Form:
Quatrain
(Limerick)
A certain actress lost it all to a man
Who she thought was a great handyman
To have him around
But was so astound
When he left her and moved to Japan!
Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
09.16.2014
Categories:
certain, betrayal, culture, funny, hilarious,
Form:
Limerick
When you eat chicken,you get chicken-pox.
When you play polo, you catch polio.
When you color,you catch cholera.
When you descend on people you catch dysentry.
When you like harvesting potato tubers you catch tuberculosis.
When you steal answer you catch cancer.
When you don't like people you catch Aids.
When you eat from a dish in a cafeteria you catch diphteria.
If you continue to tie your headtie you'll get typhoid.
Categories:
certain, children, funny, on writing
Form:
Burlesque