Best Damn Poems
BACK TO HELL DAMN YOU!
Oh you bad, nasty, vicious Virus,
You have taken my inspiration away,
I have asked my muse for help,
But she has gone to a remote
Island did not want to stay.
So I sit by my computer,
Thinking what shall I write?
No, start once more, this
Is not at all right!
Ah – yes that's a good topic,
But I stare at the page,
Now what do I pen,
Where to from this stage!
Come on Jennifer, what’s the problem,
I become frustrated
And feel, will I be the
Same ever again?
This virus is the devil
And want to cry.
Have watched both parents die,
Lost my baby at five days, old,
Got chickenpox at thirty five,
And hijacked at gunpoint,
Be strong fight on, be bold,
I spoke to myself sternly!
Suddenly, remembered my late
Dad so tenderly,
Thought I heard him whisper,
In my ear,
You’re doing well my girl,
You have nothing to fear,
For you, I’ll always be here!
A calm came over me and
I felt someone breathing,
Close behind me, I got up, wow
Welcome back muse my dear
Gave her a hug and a kiss,
I sensed and could hear,
You over my shoulder,
Together, we will become
Better and bolder.
No bad, nasty vicious virus,
Will take my inspiration away,
You wait you villain, you murderer
Your Karma will be as, or more vicious
To you, and your end will be
Much celebrated by humankind
For this devastating crisis
You will pay and find,
Bad cannot reign over good,
For what seems like forever,
Never, never, never!
For you my sweet
angel I would die,
I'd pick the stars for
you from the sky.
I want to hold you
in my arms,
To keep you safe from
all type of harms.
My love is pure
eternal and true,
Inside my heart
is the place for you.
The girl I love and
have given my heart,
To live entire life
and never depart.
You fair, gorgeous,
beautiful and fine,
Damn baby you don't know
that you are mine.
Last night I started smoking again
I chose the corner in my yard
where I felt the safest
Under the flood light I could see
everything and the glaring made me invisible
Somebody was running a bath
children were crying over the street
and my neighbor beat his wife again
The coal burned in saffron red
each puff confirmed my breath
and the death of an approaching moment
My wife was calling for me and I did not want to respond
you see she was worried about the 14 years
I was going to squander on the box
The light fused, the children stopped crying
Bob Seger sounded up in a bathroom
The beating next door was resolved
with screams of love making
"There you are," my wife said
and I thought to myself
"damn this poetry"
I think I'll cover my bald head
maybe with a brand new baseball hat.
Because I'm damn good lookin'
if it weren't for that..
I'm thinking about having surgery
have these bags trimmed from under my eyes.
Because I'm damn good lookin'
if it weren't for them bags of mine.
You can see I need a nose job
cut about half off and a little less wide.
Because I'm damn good lookin'
if my nose, I could hide.
My ears I could get pinned back
so they don't stick-out like taxi doors.
Because I'm damn good lookin'
if my ears weren't shaped like boards.
They could cut this mole off my butt
it's ugly, but I don't see it much.
Because I'm damn good lookin'
when I got my pants pulled up.
I don't know about my pretty wife
she won't even give me a kiss.
Because I'm damn good lookin'
if it weren't for my ugliness'.
So it had come to this
Death, at a bullets hiss
Hot shrapnel from o'er head
More brave boys joined the dead.
Eager, so full of pride
On the barbed wire they died
In their droves young men fell
Damn the cause... war is hell.
Entry for
Alexandrine - Modified Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
11/3/2020. Placed =1st.
Damn This Road
How long have I been driving?
My watch tells me that it has only been hours since I left
It feels like days…maybe weeks since the last time I saw another car
An endless strand of aging asphalt leading from one place to another
Pulling me down the dark road to a place the Fates have chosen for me
Only distant tribal music on a nowhere AM radio station keeps me company
The DJ’s sleepy voice drones on in an unending monologue
How many miles of this do I Have to tolerate?
Islands of amber lights reflect off low slung clouds marking the distances
Like an oasis signs talks of food, drink and sleep tempt all weary travelers
In names of towns with exotic names tell me where I am
The sun rises on a new day with me with a hundred miles to go
It is still a hundred miles but there is hope
Hope that this road will end and I will once again be with people
My mind races with just one thought as I see my exit…damn this road!
All I want in this whole world is someone to love,
Someone to hold, to cherish, to dream of.
All I need is someone to comfort me—
To stand by my side, to help set me free.
Someone to talk to, to whisper things to,
Someone, my dear… someone like you.
Someone who'll love me, and I’ll love them back,
Someone who’s faithful, not someone I lack.
Someone—oh someone—help me, I pray…
Someone who’ll love me forever and a day.
Someone, please—ask her not to leave,
For without her, my life is a sieve.
Someone, oh someone, hear my cry,
And tell the girl I love her—the one who said goodbye.
Someone, please someone, tell her I’ll wait—
Wait for her return, no matter how late.
I’ll wait here forever—I don’t care how long—
Because she’s the reason I wrote this damn song.
Yes, she’s the reason I wrote this damn song.
She’s the only reason I wrote this damn song.
I saw you once,
and the thought of you refused to leave.
The day was fleeting,
yet I wished the same for the night,
just to let the echo of you stay with me a little longer
I wrote you poems,
scattered my heart across notes,
believing I had mastered the assignment.
But no.....
it was your love language
I was only beginning to learn.
This is different.
Unpolished, unborrowed
Its raw from the depths of my heart.
Oh, when I met your eyes,
heard your voice,
felt your touch,
I thought I had tasted life’s sweetest wonders.
Then you smiled
And the world itself seemed to pause.
Damn.
The world confessed,
This girl is out of this world.
Beauty beyond dispute,
grace beyond argument.
Love at first sight?
Perhaps.
But whatever it is,
it feels eternal,
& to me it feels just right.
erect with naughty thoughts
licking your beauty marks
like playing connect the dots
squishy sensitive pink parts
wet x-rated lust marks the spot
come off as cool collective and calm
but my intimacy is sizzling melting hot
burning through barriers thick napalm
about to explode like a ticking time bomb
my bleeding heart placed
on your protective electric palms
Retirement, aw yes, looked forward to this time
A cottage on the beach, that would have been fine
But instead here I am
With you guys, hot damn!
Greatest friends I've ever had, so sweet and so kind
© Jack Ellison 2015
Adam’s Garden yeilds a tree
Grown from the roots of Hell
Rare Forbidden fragrant fruit
On golden branches; Rapture fell
But Adam stepped one fig away
From Satan’s dying Curse
This world remained a Paradise
And Eve escaped the pain of birth!
No ghastly storms for Noah
With Arc afloat in driven rains
No frantic fear of drowning
Forty nights and some odd days
Cain would not slay Abel
No Tower found in Babel
Seeds of Life were never planted
Generations never born
No Sins in need of repentance
Nor Judgment days in Heaven
To receive their final sentence
The highest price was paid
For Adam's abstinence
Contest - Reinvent, Reimagine, Revamp by Just That Archaic Poet
Inspired by his poem - Damn You, Eve
Mourn my loss of innocence; the Queen of
Love, and I her prince. Dance, we dance, all
the way to Heaven- born of grief, and the
things I have written...And dare I ask, or
merely inquire, on who doth Love me, and who
is a liar? Just say my name, old curse of
shame, cloaked in dark, and murky colors
No skies to fly, no seas to sail, no land on
which to keep my Lovers
All too silent, this lonely night;
No choice to choose, no grounds to fight
These pleading words, and Fools in herds-
marching to the Ends of the Earth
People I loath, and you were told: I do wish
Eve hadn't given birth...
It's a damn shame they say honor thy parents
But I had none
They shot my only love grandma
In a drive-by
Now I'm all alone
What a shame bout my pops
Rolling Stone he was
sucka was never home
Even in heart and soul
What a damn shame
Wanna talk about Shame
How about my sista Trisha
A junkie a ho
Was found two years before
sprawled on some basement floor
What a shame what a life
God Oh God I want to blame you
Lord I want to cuss you
I want to ask why why why me
But can only blame myself
As I sit here in the joint
Staring at these walls and my thoughts
Doing twenty to life
have no pity my little brotha man
You see you have but one life ..
One damn life
Dam you bastards with water; I think you all are coots
While I watch the weather everyday and plead for rain filled fronts
I’m not some greedy bastard, which wants to grow more grass
I need my stock to have a drink, and save their thirsty ****
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some greenie, with an axe to grind
In many areas our futures, are unbelievably intertwined
But for god sake, sit back and think, just how lucky that you are
Because all that water that you waste, well some comes from my jar.
I can’t but help, smile a wry grin, when the irrigation stops
As the whinging starts, about the loss in cash, as profit production drops
Your stock still have water, to pour straight down their throats
Water troughs filled to the brim, not erectile dysfunction floats
I see your places from the hill, circles of dark green crops and grass
Metal robots, pissing water, creatures born of greed; I have to sigh alas
There’s more to farming than factory farms and copious quantities of water
Deciding on paper, which animals must go, on the truck to slaughter.
So please forgive me when I wish on you, pestilence and misery
May your cereals wilt, stock get the shits, and your profits become history
I’m not some greedy bastard, of extra dry matter I have no need
If my stock just had clean water to drink, from my anxiety I’d be freed
I know this won't
last long like this
One morning, I will
drop my heart into
the hands of a
beggar
I don't care who
says what!
I can't stand any
more
I am tired of living
you without you
You won't come back
anyway
I feel like I will
go mad
God damn! ..
I find myself
roaming around where
you used to be
It feels like you
will appear right
behind the corner
It feels like you
are waiting for me
at the bus stops
A few days ago, I
met someone on the
same street
The hair, the eyes,
the looks, just like
you
I ran with
excitement
And for the first
time in my life, I
was slapped
God damn! ...
The world is in
fires
Wars are all around
us
People are dying of
hunger in Africa
And it looks like I
will die of being
without you
Do you care?
Who knows where the
hell you are!
God damn! ..
No matter which
table I sit at
They serve me the
drink you like
My vase is filled
with the flowers you
like
And in my lips, the
songs you like
I celebrate your
birthdays without
you
And every morning, I
pray for your
happiness
Whatever I do,
wherever I go
You are after me
like my death
God damn! ..
Mine is a love like
this
At this time, in
this age
You are right, I
will never grow up
The best is to end
this life
Or to let my body go
off the scariest
cliffs
Into the endless
seas
But I have you
inside
What if something
happens to you?
God damn! ..