Best Dang Poems
“Close the book, ring the bell, light the candle.”
The witch’s words resounded in my ears.
My problems now were more than I could handle
and so I hoped she’d vanquish all my fears.
She stared at me across the darkened room
and then commanded me that I must stay
until my wish was granted. Then a broom
she grabbed, and out the door she flew away!
The magic lay in me, the hag had said.
I only had to wish with all my might.
But with my kind of luck, I might be dead
before I’d get what I had wished that night.
I sit here still; she’s left me with a curse!
No health care yet, and now my back is worse!
(sorry to belabor this, but now you see what preoccupies
my mind these days!! Linda's contests always seem
to bring out this topic for me lately. The gypsy referred to
in my title was in my last poem I did for Linda!)
By Andrea Dietrich for Linda-Marie's
"BELL, BOOK AND CANDLE" Poetry Contest
Brits have gone bonkers over this:
Matt & Gina just shared a kiss!
Unless you are wealthy
Kissing is not healthy
Keep your distance! NEVER share bliss!
her increasing wants ergeses me
to satisfy
the need for meat
I never ask why
the gravy sauces the plate
and covers the imperfections
of potatoes mashed to accompany the meat
this meat so tender
so damn tender
the edges crisp with sweet caramelized sweetness
salted perfectly
pink the center of the funk
the plate holds all this junk
tender enough to eat with a spoon
cooked well enough to tell somebody
to come over here
and eat like I ate,
come on ya'll dig the ripe, ripe roast
chef want sum pleasing for his teasing
tip the waitress, no?
your glad bag, and sum pictures
remove the meat from yo' denture
the wine was cheat but sweet
I really enjoyed yo' sweet, sweet meat!
a ding dang diggy diggy ding dang do
everybody knows when the wind don’t blow
but if you go to the picture show
and you’re sittin’ up in the very first row
he don’t know and she don’t know
but everybody knows
when the wind don’t blow
a ding dang diggy diggy ding dang do
ding dang diggy diggy ding dang do
whatcha gonna do when they come for you
‘cause nobody knows if you don’t show
but everybody knows
when the wind don’t blow
a ding dang diggy diggy ding dang do
A ONE MORE TIME
a ding dang diggy diggy ding dang do
everybody sing the ding dang song
a ding dang diggy diggy ding dang do
diggy diggy diggy diggy
ding dang do
I don't have to tell you,
You know.
You do have to tell me,
'cause I don't.
Razor's edge.
Stand your ground.
Or maybe we could talk it out?
Women know stuff
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yep
Whats wrong with the world today?
its like they have nothing else to say.
Their words are destroying creative minds
children know adult things by the age of nine.
It the music and it stupid to sit here it listen
people need to start paying attention
The lyrics are the key to certain answers
look at the certain rappers singers and dancers.
Pause: Let me explain alot clearer...
Lil Wayne went rapper to hollywood.
Nicki Minaj doesnt act her age when she should
Kanye West basically embarrassed himself on stage
and for some Beyonce and I isnt on the same page.
I use to be a big fan towards her
but instead of a sweet dream she chose a beautiful nightmare.
But that aint me
and forget the t.v
how can yall all see except for the all seeing
Pause: dang!
How could you listen to Waka with all the noise
what happened to music bringing peace and joy.
Now its "whos next on my death list."
or "baby i dont know who your dad is."
See im an 90s baby
and their music drives me crazy
But dang music is triflin
can someone tell me what happened?
five syllables first
seven next. I like this cause
it's easy. five last
i am left of center in life's enigma,
but in politics i am more in the write.
letters and words mix to cause confusion,
think carefully now.....am I right?
Hint at the irony, I'm trying to be bright,
With a letter that stands for individual might...
dan saying haiku
dairy queen da hot ice part
little monkey fart
Its so dang complicated,
to express how much I love you.
Im speechless, at a loss of words.
Yet when words arent spoken,
we committ the biggest sin.
Will you be my compass rose,
and be by my side till the end?
Yet, with you,
at a loss of words again.
Is so dang easy,
that we fell in love this way.
Thinking about our future,
just makes me get this crazy crave.
Your everything to me.
A million reasons,
that i want you to see.
Because,
you make life so dang easy,
just by when your holding me.
I love you Dustin Shane
Today's a busy busy bustling day
Three days before the big one
A bunch of last minute stuff to take care of
Wonder if I'll ever be done
Panic has a real tight hold on me
Did I buy enough cranberry sauce
Is the turkey big enough for all these folks
Got my toes and fingers crossed
Hope the weather certainly holds out
Could be more of that freezing rain
If it does get real bad, it's better to cancel
Driving can be a dangerous game
Well here's hoping it all runs smoothly
And all goes off without a hitch
Seems I developed a strange new affliction
It's a gol dang nervous twitch
© Jack Ellison 2013
They call us 'rents'.
Less kind than kin.
Their words obscured in part
Though their tongues
Are hinged and unpinned.
As if they could think,
But not fully speak,
Their minds formed--
Simple,
Mono-syllabic their words,
Concatenated words,
Puffing and cheeky words.
As if, tongues are burdensome,
Spared the effort spent.
Lips to move--hard pressed,
Breathing steady, no duress,
But a second syllable?
It is seldom expressed.
A decade back
Would we have, yea did,
Spew our poly-syllabic words
Coin of our age
Page upon blessed page
Until, by-and-by,
We had to stop, pause, breathe.
Ah-h-h-h.
And there is the rub!
We made those words last,
If last they could,
If last they would
Longer than we, ourselves.
And where is that language now?
The Next Generation speaks!
Soon Americans will be 'Cans'
Or is that word already
Rendered,
Or rent?
Eh?
Oh, not the 'rents like we
Nor rent once paid as fee,
But rent as rent
As rended, twisted, spent;
Torn in twain,
Until all that is left of the word
Is an honorable mention
A guttural intervention,
A single syllable
Meaningless
Incoherent.
Coinage for a lazy tongue.
Dang ol' faeries while I sleep,
Aroun' my bedroom they did creep,
Casting their spells here and there,
Last year found a dragon in my underwear!
Wouldn't have been too bad, except...;
I was wearin' them, when up they crept,
That little ol' dragon she let out a blast,
And I arose screamin' cause she burnt my A**!
Dang ol' faeries they just love to dance,
A whoopin' and a hollerin' as they prance,
Then my neighbor he calls and yells at me,
'Turn down that darn tv, it is half past three!'
What could I tell them it's the dang ol' fae?
He'd only call those people to take me away,
At least it would be quieter in that padded cell,
But they would somehow find me even in the pit of hell!
Dang ol' faeries why are they pickin' on me?
I ain't even Irish as far as I can see,
I don't even have any green in my room,
But as soon as I am asleep in they zoom!
I wish they would just go on home,
Just scatter away and leave me alone,
Sweepin' up faerie dust in my room,
Always eats right through my new straw broom!
Dang ol' faeries I wish that I could,
Just cast one spell, you know that I would,
Catch them in the middle of one of their songs,
And spray them with a big ol' can of 'Faerie Begone!'
©Jane Richer
Mar/2011
Happy St. Patrick's Day tomarrow everyone!
all systems are ready
Prime the bomb for INSTANTANEOUS
All servo circuits up and running
One drop will ensure IMMEDIATE CURE
The time has come for the World to See
We are a Power,thanks to the U.S.naturally
Negotiations too late
All preparations must be made(Our timeline cannot wait)
Marching ,single file,for the Glory of Korean State
Neighboring West and country fills our cup with hate
TODAY and EVER LAST
A MERE MILLION TO AN OPPRESIONIST BILLION
TANGO
FOXTROT
BAKER
GO
SIGNALING LITTLE MERCY THAT WE WILL SHOW YOU "NO"!
Mis-use of Words from Almighty Bush
Deteriorate the situation to a point that cannot turn around
AXIS OF EVIL we have heard with a most regrettable sound
Watch us and BURN
Look upward to the Sky
and Forever LEARN
Longing to Feast upon the belly of our Beast
Close those eyes ,exhale one last breath
And ask yourself this:
ARE YOU READY TO LIE DOWN TO KISS YOUR CHILDREN WITH DEATH?!
Mum says I got
To eat these
Danged ole peas
No matter how I beg
And say please
I still got to eat
Dem danged ole peas
So I shoves
Some on the floor
Flipped a few
Out the door
Gave a bunch
To the dog
Crammed a wad
In my pocket
Then dumped the rest
In sisters bowl
I'm looking slyly at
My clean plate
Mum smiles and says
Your the fastest pea eater
I've ever seen
I can see you like
Peas so much
Let me scoop you
Another bunch
So all I can say
Jeeze O please
No more of them
Danged ole peas