Best Farsighted Poems
O for the Wings, Eyes and Ears of an Owl
~~~
Assuming we could do eye-popping things
As does an owl flying the night on wings
When no one knows of antics in moonlight
O for the mystique of a silent flight.
Imagine having circular vision
It'd be alike watching television
If we should be as farsighted as owls
We would never miss anything ourselves.
Should we have eyes in the back of our head
We would still miss out on lots, our dreams unfed
Unlike owls who with rotating heads seek
Prey fit for a sumptuous midnight feast.
If we had owls spectacular eye sight
And stupendous hearing for sounds of night
Imagine when we were walking around
The hot gossip and secrets to be found.
What a hooting tooting it’d surely be
To be a wise owl sitting in a tree
Hearing and seeing all right through the night
What wonderful poetry one could write.
~~~ ~~~
8th October 2022
I realize
I have real eyes
That see real lies—
~Nearsighted
(rule of law)
~Farsighted
(rule of lies)
~The "ayes" have it
(hidden agenda)
~The "ayes" have it
(secret addenda)
~The "ayes" have it
(hate crimes)
~The "ayes" have it
(critical times)
~Unmitigated truth
(entombed)
~Undocumented lies
(exhumed)
I realize
I have real eyes
That see real lies—
~As the world cries
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12/13/2019
Photo "Imposter" by Gabriela Ferreira on flickr
Sir Henry Morgan, Welsh born
Wasn't a pirate but a privateer so it's shown
As he had a document from King Charles II
Authorising to attack enemy ships for gain
His most famous attack was on
Panama City in 1670., where he seized upon
Vast amounts of Gold.
Then captured Puerto Bello by overwhelming the garrison
This was a legendary attack
He agreed to leave the town not ransack
After receiving a handsome ransom.
Written about ever after this unbelievable luck
Although he had exceeded his commission
He returned a hero his likability was proven
he was given the title of
Pirate Lord of the Brethren Court so it's written
He stormed the Caribbean Coast attacking the Spanish fleet
Then going ashore and pillaging and ravishing, an easy feat
Looting the gold stored there and causing havoc
Always on the attack, never governed defeat
He fought one battle too many and
was captured in 1672 and transported to England
Where at his trial was able to prove his innocence.
he said he was but obeying the orders he had in his hand
Was acquitted sent back after being knighted
by King Charles II, he was delighted
when made Lieutenant Governor of Jamaica
Where he lived up to his name of being farsighted
From a humble beginning in Wales
Astounded people never fails
to wonder about this life he chose
To live his life attacking, plundering under sails
Penned 6 September 2015
President's Day is approaching so I thought I would further your education,
By revealing useless trivia about some of the dudes who've served our nation.
President Washington actually had to borrow money to get to his inauguration.
He wore size 13 shoes and seldom took a bath much to Martha's indignation!
Abe Lincoln agreed his wasn't the prettiest face when all was said and done!
Once called 'two-faced' he said, "If I had two faces, do you think I'd wear this one?"
James Buchanan was nearsighted in one eye and farsighted in the other,
Causing him to lean his head to the left and close one eye, which was a bother!
For his breakfast, Ulysses Grant loved cucumbers soaked in vinegar to eat!
He probably saved his hide since he declined to join Abe in his theater suite!
Woodrow Wilson was plagued with indigestion and was blind in one eye.
He had a pet sheep named Old Ike that chewed tobacco and that ain't no lie!
Cal Coolidge used a paucity of words so that many folks thought him dead!
He liked his head rubbed with Vaseline while eating his breakfast in bed!
Harry Truman kept a sign on this desk that read, "The Buck Stops Here!"
Remembered will be his scorching letter to an editor defending Margaret's career!
'Tis well-known that Ronnie Reagan dearly loved Nancy and jelly beans,
And was happiest at his ranch riding a horse and wearing old jeans!
And finally, from Barack Obama we learned that there are fifty-seven states,
And that he makes skillful use of a teleprompter to ensure there are no misstates!
Th-th-thats all folks - more than you ever wanted to know about these chaps!
(There's much more I could reveal but it best be kept under close wraps!)
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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I have tried and I think I have tried
When you fail they are notified
When you shout they are silent
I will shout to that extent
You can live to tell
And forget to dwell
Among which is most significant
And mislead him who is so infant
I have tried and I think I have
Yet nothing farsighted I preserve
I am confused
Do not be amused
I have these three quick response letters
To my people, enemies and debtors
That each time I meet my people,
I am confused
Each time I meet my enemies
I am confused
And am going to meet my debtors
Four more years
Four more years
Barack Hussein Obama
Four more years.
To continue the journey
Begun four years ago
To score aimed goal
Four more years.
To let not die
The farsighted story
Of American Dream
Four more years.
To keeo the economy
Always on the move
For America built to last
Four more years.
For jobs well paying
And hi-tech making
Barack Hussein Obama
Four more years.
To leave no child behind
For most modern school
To teach hope forever
Four more years.
To restore strong
Monetary and Market Trust
To end phony wasteful bets
Four more years.
To enhance brotherhood
And sisterhood for all
To teach well shared destiny
Four more years.
To rekindle the old
But timeless values
And ideals foolproof
Four more years.
To prove all right
The proud life story
Of Yes We Can
Four more years.
To bring around peace
And end needless wars
To kill more Osamas
Four more years.
To advance responsible government
Of and by and for the people
Barack Hussein Obama
Four more years.
From Juneau through Augusta
From Sacramento to Springfield
Barack Hussein Obama
Four more years.
Blacks of Bismarck and whites of Washington
All Baton Rougers and people of Pennsy
Iowans and Ohioans choose Obama
For four more years.
To fully save a planet in peril
And help stop rising Atlantic
Allow Obama continue the story he begun
For four more years.
From Tucson to Topeka
From Denver to Dover
Barack Hussein Obama
Four more years.
From North to South
From West to East
From inland to islands
Barack Hussein Obama
Four more years.
G golden motifs enamor a brown tapestry
I in galore of grace, a head is held high.
R resplendent glory of the tallest creation
A ascending in attitude, seeks a heavenly sky
F feeding on forage of leaves beyond reach
F farsighted big eyes, browse twigs on trees.
E emotions all silent, with no sound to screech.
S stature so lofty, elongated slender neck
T towering long legs, gallop free and wild
A ambling Savanna plains, predates of lions
N nose and tongue, both in length reconciled
D down to extinction, their numbers on decrease
S strong but enchanting, they are symbols of peace.
T tangerine patterns, in unique genes installed
A 'African Gentle Giant' that's how Giraffe is called
L lanky but charming, an evolution of hybrid soul
L Leopard spotted coat, perhaps a tall Camel stole!
20th July 2019
Sponsor James Edward Lee Sr.
Contest ACROSTICALLY I STAND TALL
3:33 am and my eyes feel the same open as they do closed
(I wonder if this is how she felt?)
Front teeth smother
Bottom lip,
(Except when I cough)
Stress stains my cognition.
Red drips and green strokes.
Acid spots
burning through
Solar galaxies
The darkness is embracing.
Demons dance to my rapid heart beat.
Tantalising choreography
Sinister laughs,
Harmonious.
Beautiful smiles
Glow.
Please go.
Temptation teases.
What a shiny dress.
Dirty hands
I feel
...but I don't see...
Coarse,
Chilly,
Clammy.
I caress
Ever
So
Gently...
What's the use in blinking when you see the same thing?
Blurry nothingness.
Abstractions paint the scene.
Artistic evil mind.
Awake yet always dreams.
Whispers in my ear...
I feel pain from visions of the future
They echo what will never be
The should have been realities
...I plug my ears and still listen...
Sorrow oppresses
Eyes lids
-Can't tell if they're open or not
Squint to see in the dark
Nearsighted to fiction
Farsighted to the truth
Direction?
No
-correction
*Perplexing
Floating in this time space continuum
There's a need for
Ethereal aromas.
Self induced comas.
...Atleast, for a moment...
Because ignited embers
sear into my brain,
"What ifs",
As the past and the present
Battle in front of me
Not realizing,
The future,
Flying away,
Further...
Further...
Flashes of fluorescent light
Blinding me
Eyes wide open
(Atleast I think)
The room now full of
Thorns,
Horns,
With mirrors,
Front
To
Back
-I wonder if this is what she saw before she died...
...Concious fades to black...
-Stephen Kofi Opare Obeng
we sailed to the island, the island, the island
and would stay there evermore
with nothing to read but coconuts
and cocoa berries upon the tree
with no barber, Dennis or lawman
things could ghetto might strange
but we handle a leader (let's call him trumper)
trumper stood higher, and gave a screech
about a returnstile trip to sterilization
we stood up and jeered, Hooray, Hooray
but we be stripwrecked, cousin trumper, said we
what chance are we out in the farsighted lotion
where even the seagirls far outnumber us?
never minding that, he said we'll build a blue one
and us set about chirping down trees
at lust, the crate was finnish
two by two, we crumb aboard
and set snail for big indenture
to scoot for homely bound
but the beauty took on water
and we invaded to another shore
fierce sausages lined the bleachers
farmed with spearmints gone galore
we said our players, it looked like pretend
but the sausages made our breakfast friends!
brer trumper aligned a trick or treaty
the crew lived on believing children for eleventy years
I have tried and I think I have tried
When you fail they are notified
When you shout they are silent
I will shout to that extent
You can live to tell
And forget to dwell
Among which is most significant
And mislead him who is so infant
I have tried and I think I have
Yet nothing farsighted I preserve
I am confused
Do not be amused
I have these three quick response letters
To my people, enemies and debtors
That each time I meet my people,
I am confused
Each time I meet my enemies
I am confused
And am going to meet my debtors
I welcome the rising sun from the comfort of my aerie,
Surveying my domain - the mountains, streams and verdant prairie!
I preen my feathers and flex my wings for another day of flight,
Soaring o'er God's vast creation cherishing everything in sight!
Ah! To behold the ever-changing panorama unfolding 'neath my wings!
Ye mere mortals can only dream of the magnificence of such things!
Shimmering lakes (from which later for lunch I'll snag a trout)!
Below, herds of bison and groups of deer with fawns gamboling about!
Heard are dulcet hymns of water rushing o'er stones in meandering streams.
Distant snow-capped mountains glistening in the sun's radiant beams!
I settle atop a Colorado spruce to rest and muse upon my situation;
I'm so honored to have been selected as the emblem of this great nation!
With the people of this land, I share vigor and farsighted vision.
Even with its flaws, democracy will be sustained - this is what I envision!
I take time to gaze at the grandeur of the sun settling in the west,
Another glorious mural by the Master Artist so beautifully expressed!
I soar on gentle breezes back to my aerie atop the mountain tor,
And fold my wings and dream of soaring to greater heights once more!
Won lst Place in PoetrySoup Contest - Jul 2020
Blue
Waves
usher
ocean dream
enchanting ripples,
whose hypnotic spell oozes charm,
for yellow dawn pearl-eyed first light riser’s coastal fog,
stunned by the heavenly turquoise canvass of tidal moss fleck swoon and swirl gyrations
On
shore
visions
magic sweep
splashy catalyst
at the cusp of exotic veil
uncanny blissful streams tantalising ebb and flow
a lure for august swimmer mesmerised by mammoth currents awash with silver froth
Gust
of
saline
grain torrents
that skim cliff edges
taunt emboldened in situ bard,
where farsighted jostling amid picturesque quaint beach,
spurs bright imaginary floodgates, a deluge of opulent visual fantasm
On the North Atlantic, wind currents air are emanating from the farsighted North America.
wind howls!
“Sometimes you meet a person and you just click –you are comfortable with him, like you know him from your whole life, and you don’t have to pretend to be anyone or anything”
Feeling frozen!
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply give you courage” Lao Tzu
a sheer size ship, a vessel, the histroy made, triple-expansion steam engines,no shipbuilder had ever before attempted to construct this vessel. '
'Nothing beats the feeling of being in love.' the feeling of love is the best feeling in the world.
waves roar and crash to the side of the ship!
Love is one of the qualities God created.learn and observe.listen to Old book for his guidance.
"And Jehovah God built the rib that he had taken from the man into a woman, and he brought her to the man" Genesis
On a ground level eye view, the sea has a swing of cold and warm temperatures. A view from above the ground floor has a smooth surface. People wearing the black suits are bordering in.
They kill for their namesake
Blinded with visions of righteousness
Mirrored with images of self
Sanctifying, with daggers plunging deep
Crowds gather in loyalty
Massed in fear, assembled in hatred
Adherence to dogmas of a farsighted kind
While master deceivers bloom like orchids
I will have no dirges sung at my funeral
No tear-jerking poems are to be recited,
Closed casket, I’m reposing in the natural.
Flowers I’ll appreciate your being liberal
You see, where I wound up, I’m delighted
I will have no dirges sung at my funeral.
I’m inclined to favor simple things doable
No limousine, no eternal gas flame ignited
Closed casket, I’m reposing in the natural.
I’m taking with me all my meager collateral,
If you planned to inherit don’t get excited
I will have no dirges sung at my funeral.
If you do not agree, please do not be critical
I have done my very best to be foresighted,
Closed casket, I’m reposing in the natural.
I suppose some will think me rather radical
But then, I’m inclined to be farsighted,
Closed casket, I’m reposing in the natural
I will have no dirges sung at my funeral.
written March 25, 2022