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Finger of Fate

Women of wit are treacherous tools,
Ever fatefully embracing idiot fools;
When pleasure waves a finger, it's never too late,
To enjoy the indulgence of the finger of fate.

To tread through briars and hedges of thorn,
Where whimsy's shrewd fickle feet are borne;
And taste with delight the pleasures of pain,
Where everything's lost, and there is no gain.

Whenever a woman of wit should arrive,
Gather your wits to stay alive;
For you know she’ll gather her skirts to chase,
And a fickle finger of fate might just save your face.

For Gwen's Tongue Twister contest

Copyright © elizabeth wesley | Year Posted 2011

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54th birthday 4 Shari Todd Harris

from birth until this moment with your family as supporting team
the journey within your space/ time continuum stream
found trials and tribulations comprising the spool o yar existential ream

some incidents assessed in retrospect might now appear
as particularly significant undertakings – getting you grounded with clear
insight into what future dreams may become manifest with yar dear
beloved husband – I aver to when ye will endure empty nest fair
lee soon, whereby yar life will constitute andy and his anatomical gear

whose cupidity, fidelity, integrity, levity, opportunity, runneth tranquil
tiding up for gatherings or packing with his efficient globe trotting skill
bubbling with energy, harmony, synergy through his  confluence he rill
lee doth possess – in my humble opinion, though less to take quill

to paper, him this brother in law applauds how he accepted any bitter pill
i.e. figuratively when the fickle finger of fate seemed to obscenely mill
a tate a contrary outcome than he desire, a fighting esprit de corps did fill
his entire being – putting forces of destruction re: no longer threat of evil

which waywardness with this poetic intent to type a birthday cheer
sans thy lovely sister activated thoughts pertaining to positive people dear
as senescence shuttles thine youngest harris heiress who everywhere
she goes affects a blessedly diplomatic, friendly holistic imprimatur
and thus tis probably apropos to attempt to communicate with mere

crude symbols i.e. the 26 letters of the alphabet to formulate the near
wrist approximating her significance in me xy z lived life  a prayer
and many a broken wing, but tis necessary 4 me 2 expunge – though rear
the positive presence (most often invisible) whence shari did tear
out from the birth canal even at that early infantile stage did wear

autonomy to evince can do spirit whereby she irresistibly insinuated an air
that inexplicably captivated family, friends, romans….with no blare
ring burst, but she exhibited a magnetic trait – I now heartily cheer
cuz many stepping stones to mine current ah fair
rooted tuber remembered per the unsolicited advice aye did hear
when oft times shuttered in this man cave, hell lair
re: us lee chuckling at online jokes, which laugh tier
medicine for this bot deed father, a pro motor still sputtering each year.

Copyright © matthew harris | Year Posted 2015

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Flights of Fancy

She was a frequent flier
of the flights of fancy and
her life was often left to
the fickle finger of fate.

That I have to post this upsets me:
My poems are copyright. I am sharing my
poems for you to read not for you to
post willy-nilly to a website, in
your newsletter or anywhere else with out
my permission. I am available, leave me a
message. Especially to those who change
the name of my poem and not give proper
credit. You should be ashamed!

Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2015

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Paul Dice

Ameliorate the sensation sans being caught 
   between the devil and the dark blue sea,
This tethered to the oblate spheroid earthling 
   doth strive toward savoir-faire re:
As the fickle finger of fate flicks this mortal being 
   hither and yon inducing a que
zee ripcord backlash inducing thine 
   angst riddled psyche to create a non prithee
picture thy sense of doom and gloom, 
   Where deer antelope ply Wildwood furies of Agamemnon playing olly 
Olly oxen…. whence teamsters unleash 
   whip-sawed, and zigzagged nor’easter nee
and smite thy corporeal essence The Idler Wheel 
   Is Wiser than the Driver of arch ca me
d’s Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You 
   More than Ropes Will Ever Do – re: lee
bind the optimism of incipient internal 
   involuntary crushing any budding hope until…key
Purr of salvation in the guise of Paul Dice 
   unexpectedly intervened by a fluke of high lee
totally tubularly random events impossible 
   to linkedin, where plenti of helping hands – jais
ne sais quois – conjoined at just the optimal moments 
   to nudge – each twerk, though itsy
bitsy spidery like thread (the main impetus 
   squarely rests on the above named Millville – he
ving over the top tenacious effort exerted 
   on behalf of Good Samaritan with gumption, glee 
suffusing with the milk of human kindness 
   doggedly sought to extricate self and spouse free
of charge, and whose markedly muscling actions 
   earn him more than words can spell a dee
mon strew bull epitomy of virtue relieving 
   the gordian knotted pang – this atheist Che
fully thanks, him (anoint said fellow Paul Dice) 
   as the Grand Poobah to be
more valuable than fine-spun gold – 
   and thus this spur of the moment tribute – Ayee!

Copyright © MATTHEW harris | Year Posted 2017

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We Must Act Before Axe Falls - part 2

air ring ma thoughts - no matter aye ham 
juiced one twenty first century mwm ape
serves as genuine s cape
to fly (during pitch black hours of night) and escape
burning effigies, where his jumbo jet, a sonic boom stick bewitching like Snape  
temporarily tough feign ruffled feathers sans rape 
pay shuss selfish lust, when world sliding down behavioral sink, 
where he doth jape
and me as distant outlier from madding crowd i gape
* * * * * * * * * * * * * 
At the sheer inanity 
trumpeting strumpets donning an innate 
prejudice and senselessness purr 
blind faith toward self avowed demigod -- seize whore viz Cesar
his hair coiffed and puffed like it whir
wind blown kickstart ting mobs to stir
paying bodyguards to evict ruckus-causing murmur the masses will let this country 
* * * * * * * * * * * * * 
Go to hell in hand basket
and rack up stratospheric global debt
cause zing this one measly mortal male to fret
that totalitarian rule will force every man, 
woman and child to march....het 
two...three...four, while the billionaire 
* * * * * * * * * * * * * 
turns a third blind eye speeds away in his foo fighter jet
argh...heavens to Betsy, how did the fickle finger of fate let
this pompous ass 
   vacuumed majority votes across world wide net
to finagle vox populi, and groom hooligan nasty ruffian thugs 
   with smashed face s as his smart pet
bump ping uglies henchmen set
to create their own version of the tet
offensive, despite croup bawling ashen faced deportees
   whose tears sentence innocent to po' ver tee branding indiscriminately vet
so culled unwanted ill eagle "aliens" 
   labored with nose to grindstone 
   fingers to the bone vainly, their american dream parched whence whet.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * 
Long story short - pondering my rental circumstance will equal net 
zero importance, and will be upended if this ret 
chad, ewol, googly-eyed, gastronomic, narcissistic bullish don will set
the spark for world war three - via gone ah re: all vet
tureens within the american crucible melting pot - with backs whet
unless....Katrina and the Waves, superman or Sabrina can oust him yet!

Copyright © matthew harris | Year Posted 2017

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Ok Abe, your up next

Ok Abe, you’re up next

Oh the fickle finger of fate
HG tags me..the hour is late.
I’ll be glad to pass on the spud..
Please…don’t drop with a thud
Our talented Abe will surely respond
By tagging someone of whom he is fond 
This game is raucous, writing such fun,
For our Souper Abe ..take it and run….


Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2009

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The Fickle Finger of Fate

                                          a proud woman fired
                                          for flipping off a playboy-
                                          raped by irony
                                         (Written:  11/7/17)
   After raising the middle finger of her left hand in defiance as Trump's motorcade passed while she was on her bicycle a month ago, Juli Briskman, from the government contracting firm Akima LLC, was fired for violating their "code of conduct policy."  Briskman says that she's contacted the American Civil Liberties Union regarding the incident.  She also says that she'd do what she did again.

Copyright © Richard Olson | Year Posted 2017

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Dis Dada's Dutiful Toothfairy Daze

(witch role an unavoidable mandatory phase)
that nowadays breaks the piggybank 
   like a dropped fragile vase
you most likely nod assent if offspring  grown, 

   or ponder new found challenge 
   expectant motherhood costs of progeny 
   take the following precendent all ways.
deux daughters desiduous teeth comprise 
   sum total of forty milky pearl white
whereat each healthy tooth 
   a miraculous bite size bit 
   of jaw dropping wizardry to in vite
a tasty morsel to get chewed, 

   until at some arbitrary time 
   (incumbent on each individual biological clock), 
   the second set thwart aside 
   (or sometime literally override) 
   these baby choppers right
fully as sought after treatures for the tooth fairy 
   (oft time disguised as part   
   of canine corp) offer sterling sight,

but fascinating as each replicated, punctuated, 
   lacteal dentition adorned with a pulp, 
   dentin, enamel, and cementum quite
a complex miniature edifice, 
   or a more apropos metaphor fielding sprite
   would be a picket fence with important slats, 

   and thus a challenging plight
arises when a child shows their mother or father 
   gapped smile, and understands 
   to place tooth under pillow at night
when quiet as a mouse (who to be honest 
   create scratching sounds) the might
tee tooth fairy doth descend (nowadays 
   resort to global positioning 
   satelline application) 

   to find their way without turning on the light
soundless and still as a dust mote 
   feign being a knight
less to rescue a damsel, maybe 
   one baby step ahead of her/his insight
expecting to disover a modest wad of cash, 

   if stood on end, rather sizable in height
and essentially necessitating po' papa 
   to take out a loan, or hope flight
   of fancy wish to win the lottery, 
   which would exite

   self or spouse, but reality in league  
   with the fickle finger of fate doth disappoint and delight
son or daughter boasting to classmates, 
   how the rich tooth fairy (iz actually a faux pas 
   sham shaman, dirt poor father, bled dry, 
   whose coutenance (visible after break of day) 
   reflects that of one who barely survived a catfight
with finances in tatters as if 
   one money hungry toothless fairy took a bite.

Copyright © MATTHEW harris | Year Posted 2017