Best Drastic Poems
She was an aspiring starlet, a real cutie patootie
Folks were in awe of her natural beauty
She wanted to be a great Hollywood star
But she’s taken the surgery much too far
Her teeth have been fixed for a dazzling smile
They are unnaturally white now they stand out a mile
The Botox she had was to smooth her pale skin
But she can’t move a muscle much to her chagrin!
Her eyebrow lift gives her a startled expression
The desire for perfection has become an obsession!
She’s had Botox on wrinkles and fillers on lips
Liposuction drained 2 pints of gunk from her hips
In trying to obtain that perfect pink pout
Its gone terribly wrong she now looks like a trout!
Her breasts are augmented and they look quite obscene
Like over inflated footballs seen in a top shelf magazine
These two huge ‘flotation tanks’ are silicon filled
They are lumpy and hard but her boyfriend is thrilled!
But how did she pay for surgery which was so drastic...
She opened her purse and put it on the plastic!!
Date:05 11 17
Contest Name:Make me actually LOL 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
The drastic measures of our governments
They say will bring more safety to the world.
But one wonders what is their desired intent?
As we watch the roll of images uncurl.
As Paris is much closer than the Middle East
We fear that we too might be soon attacked.
This shows us humans are yet narcissistic beasts.
We narrow gaze to Europeans’ lacks.
Ironic thoughts of Armistice appear.
How France and Britain punished Ottoman.
No vision of a future hell was feared.
An Empire to be looted;oil rich lands.
Now our world has shrunk and history repeats:
It’s folly to ignore our real defeat.
Drastic Period of Denial
Did go through drastic period of denial
And heard with Trump it took a while
To determine where he would be booked
Also, up what next he will have cooked.
He loves to forget about financial aid
For talents and arts that away may fade
Away into past now that Trump is here
While redneck supporters drink more beer.
Better laugh a lot while we still can
In future we will have to find a plan
And psychiatrist who with can consult
When Trump's actions we see final result.
Jim Horn
WILL THAT BE RAPEPERHAPS HE’LL FIND THE PLASTIC MILK JUG WE THREW AWAY
TODAY
My wife demanded “come on and take this car and park it”
Oh heavens, wifey poo, what happens if we’re late for the market?
I really didn’t want any more loud conversation and neither did she
And to see if I was close enough to the curb she actually measured it accurately
So we go through the islands of rising prices
And the snack aisle was arranged by a demon’s devices,
We passed cookies and cakes, bread and bottled water
And of course condoms for our sixteen year old daughter
Our daughter is hyper-concerned with what we purchased today
She checks out the products and what the ingredients say
While little Billy is acting silly on isle six because that’s what children do
And he gets Fruit Loops or he’ll hold his breath until his face turns blue
My little girl said “this one is made of glass, and this one is made of plastic|
Dad, please tell Billy to be quiet because the situation is drastic
Glass can be recycled but plastic will be here for my great grandson to find
so we brought a cloth bag because recycling should be in every heart and mind
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Please help me save this puny planet that pathetic people are pissing or puking upon purposefully in good shape for Mr. Travis Ian
Sometimes you have to take drastic measures.
Sometimes you have to say hard words
to get the point across,
to save love,
to save the world,
to avoid the loss.
Sometimes fear is the mirror of the hot blood that flows
in a bulging vein,
in a throbbing brain,
in the black hearts that reign.
Sometimes you have to look,
have to see,
have to realize the dangers to you and to me,
to save the birds, the air and the trees,
to be free to drink, to eat and to breathe.
You have to face the monsters.
You have to fight the kings.
You have to expose the truth
that money spent on weapons brings.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 1985
"All Rights Reserved"
Had to separate grass from all the weeds
So I could find my many mustard seeds;
God, help me hold fast like a big rock
And bare in life each and every hard knock.
God was my rock all through the years
Helped me through pain and then my tears
And in my prayer a thought it triggered
What if my fragile face had been disfigured?
When I looked into mirror became afraid
If for another one I could only trade;
My wife worried about my each thought
And into life's frenzy, she got caught.
What if keeping with times I was really mod
And looked into mirror and saw face of God
With a smile which so surely seemed to say
Where a will is, there must be a right way.
God as usual did do something drastic
Brought in surgeon specializing in plastic;
Now my new face which I finally found
Does look so nice and new all around.
A drastic change,
Took place in a serious case,
Of the mother's,
Undying love,
A red scarlet letter,
Was placed upon her head,
Her heart was torn,
From her chest and throat,
By what everyone did,
And said,
To the point of making,
Her physically ill,
The lumps growing from along her,
Spine and bones,
Are full of the anger,
She now hones,
Above the darkest clouds in the sky,
She was tossed about town,
Like she had done something wrong,
When all she ever did,
Was love and take care of her kids,
She got accussed of a crime,
Where in fact she is the victim,
And her family and life was ripped to shreds,
By people placed in her head,
Who seemed to enjoy their scam,
Of killing this mother's life.
For still the crow squawks and always on high.
Wicked laughter sounds and hearts bleed empty.
The black bird's chant causes the soul to cry.
Leave, crow. Go back to whoever sent thee.
Graves are dug when the crow comes into town.
Fortune leaves and bad luck always abounds.
The crow binds the strong man and throws him down.
The righteous can be knocked off solid grounds.
The black bird feeds depressed and anxious moods.
The overwhelmed falter and take their lives.
It's call induces fear and anger broods.
His bellow calls and draws out wicked drives.
Time develops wisdom to know and grow.
Wisdom equips to build the life long dreamed.
Hope is there- even if it doesn't show.
Rejoice, even the crow can be redeemed.
Evil shakes and falls at brotherly love.
The crow shed its evil; now it's a dove.
by Wayne Wysocki
There once was a fellow from Blythe
In fear of loosing his life.
He ended his dread
Of winding up dead
When he cut off his head with a knife!
when you guess, I know
living unveils hidden depths~
the bottomless well
Written: January 22, 2023
spartian spirit spurring
sumptuous soles straying
salient strength scrunching
saucy strife stalking
spooky south squashing
sane stats straining
desirous dare dancing
damped desires dangling
drastic dances drooling
smothered sight smoothening
stunning spurs straightening
salty soaring sparring
oodles oomph oozing
dare awed spirit.
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~Note~ A dare saw a spirit floating in the air, ascending... It goes there at intervals... Wishing its parents could do it.
People of a certain age
With skin like tired elastic
Go to see a surgeon
And are quite enthusiastic
Though the procedures
Seem a little drastic
The surgeon promises
They will look fantastic
In reality however they just
Tighten the tired elastic
But the patient is satisfied
And pay the bill on plastic
On a minute to minute basis,
I hope to find a new oasis.
I'm wrestling with my demons,
Because they're always scheming.
Now this bad feeling comes over me.
Zaps all of my fun and energy.
No spring, no recoil, or elastic.
Don't do something that could be drastic.
Right now I feel like a miniscule speck.
My life seems it's closer to a train wreck.
Down most of the time, just won't rise above.
You can't always save what you truly love.
I'm not the kind to act dramatic.
Don't do something considered drastic.
What's happened to me? Well- I'm sick you see.
What to do for now? Cease the blues somehow.
Reach out and give someone a call.
Before you take that giant fall.
Take my mind off these thoughts so tragic.
Don't tempt me or think I'm sarcastic.
All I really want is, a big, long hug.
Is that so bad? Love conquer this thug.
With Drump Did Become Drastic
With Trump we had became quite drastic;
His personality surely was purely plastic;
Stretched out,
No doubt;
Budget and billfold strethched like elastic.
Jim Horn
an empty house
shaped like a broken heart
a teardrop in the middle of the living room floor
unkempt i am
offensive i remain
praying in vain
waiting in vain
once so full of life
now so full of grief
i let the rodents and the critters take over
forgotten i now would rather be
thinking of drowning myself in the deep black sea
staying in vain
hating in vain
an empty house
shaped like a broken heart
a teardrop in the middle of the living room floor
washed up i am
excuse drenched and blame driven i remain
paying while stained
debating while dangerously unrefrained