Best Forbode Poems
We arrived with expectations of triumph
There were agonies, desperations and tears
Coloring the hills with melancholy shades
Erasing the imaginings of soldier’s anguish
Embracing loss from the heights of passion
Where worries win and misery invites pain
To grasp the soul with a sense of forbode
Whispering despair through breaths of air
Filled with black dread and amber silence
Created in the hearts of those who shall kill
The sons of chaos who reach for a chance
To divide and conquer – defeat the wretched
Wickedness of those who long to succeed
Reach victory along the front lines where
Gettysburg soldiers are drifting along paths
Of loss and sorrow, fears of all that has past
And the tomorrows that are filled with knowing
Death is a friend to those who defy it with
Mercies murmuring and sighing, silencing
Each breath of hope that finds its way to the
Surface where there are only defeated desires
Drenching the spirit with gloom that comes
From losing every battle to the one who will
Finally overthrow the light with darkest night
The Battle of Gettysburg was fought July 1-3, 1863 in and around Gettysburg, Pennsylvania by Union and Confederate Soldiers during the American Civil War. This battle involved the largest number of deaths during the war and is often described as the war's turning point. The North won this battle with General Lee's forces.
A Historic Event Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
September 18, 2020
Categories:
forbode, death of a friend,
Form:
Free verse
ELocution
ELocution
Diction ENglish grammer proper nouns predicates verbs learn the way the language
works then grow up to be a poet and throw it all away today to make new words to
make poems bleed to make the rhymes the prose doth need. Shakespeare is an
affluance. He rubbed off some on my purple prose. O God! how wonderful are Thy
works! Thou makest the rotting log to nourish banks of violets, and from the
stagnant pool at Thy word springs forth the lotus that covers all with fragrance and
beauty! Sonnet #3,000,745,001 OH LORDy
OH LORDy, howe wondrous is thy working beauty. Thou doth makest the rott sprout
violets from olden logg on water bank nearest stagnant pool whilst at Thy WORD the
lotus springeth forthwith to cover over all the smelling salts nearest hand to hold in
cuppboard bare the bone for elbert Hubbard gone. Hark the light from yonder glaring
glen forsook the frames the lenses now opaqued. Blind to world of beauty winter
paints a white mistaken ache in me. Amid the bones of whited elephaunt skunks
rome near me to harken when the crow calls daybeak come. Caw the raven quoth.
God forbode a man, that an Englaisman should tell or act a lie, neithor the Son of
GOD my Jesus, that He should feel repentance or compunction [for what his Father
has promised]. Has He sayeth, and shall He not say on? Or has He spoken and shall
He not make it gooder. Oh LORDy. For the reasoneth He stays upon His bethroned
placement is quite evident for iff GOD were to walk the Earth as a mere man in sight
of all this assembled Heathorns even for just one day twold make us all so jealous of
the miricles in the clay. For Jesus could open up his hand wiht a plott of dirty clay
and make a violet blooming say. Oh Lordy.
Categories:
forbode, allegory, education, inspirational, on
Form:
Prose Poetry
Sadness.
My aching heart
strains to pump
its crimson life
and thus maintains
the whetted blade,
in dark forbode,
upon my neck.
And tears,
whose flow
might ransom
my tormented mind,
lie dormant as
dry and
withered seeds
upon unyielding stone.
Might, instead,
I someday rise
and gaze transfixed
into the wholesome sky
with feelings of
forgotten love
that dare to
live again.
Categories:
forbode, hope,
Form:
Free verse
A little known fact, one eerie night in this lovely city
The Omen was filmed, 'tis a pity
For I cannot pass the cathedral and appreciate it's beauty
Without thinking of Damien on his devilish duty
Poor Gregory Peck in an undeserving role
Played his father which took it's toll
Sequels two and three were filmed elsewhere
More encounters with Damien we could not bear
A grand and glorious cathedral tainted by the devil's own
In Hollywood's idea of a macabre tone
The uplifting view driving up the road
No longer can I see without forbode
I hope I did not scare you with my tale of sorrow
Goodnight, sweet dreams, we'll meet tomorrow
Categories:
forbode, film,
Form:
Verse
Destroyed cosy inquisitioned in light
Detective sun floods roof lifted abode
Harsh ray revelation, shark menace bite
Adrenaline daggers stab at forbode
Fireplace safe scaffold coughs in sunken fog
Flight frantic response compels departure
Haggard recognition, choked chimney smog
Accumulates lump lung coal disaster
Sorrow will slow her, solo is her plight
Spat at offers smoulder in disregard
Heroine rejects, chest prison gate tight
Ashes of apathy, bleeding heart barred
Swift blow attack ad libs a survivor
Merciless evacuee manuevres
29th May
Categories:
forbode, angst, community, stress, surreal,
Form:
Sonnet
Welcome to my garden,child
I'm sssure you will be pleasssed
With all my flowersss growing
and my enchanted apple treesss
Follow me to the orchard
ssso you may underssstand
All the knowledge to be given if
you only take the chance
Your bright eyesss glow with wonder
and curious anxiety
SSSo bite into thisss apple and
you will truly sssee what isss to be....
The heavensss fall to darknesss
for your Father had forbode
You decieved hisss only warning from
the liesss you have been told
You had everything you've needed
and ssso you wanted more
You face,now,my obscuritiesss
Your Father closed the door
I am the ssserpent of this world
called devil,demon,sssin
You have fallen to my prey
for I have sssucked you in
The firssst lessson you have learned
from wisssdom you have sssought
Do not ever trussst a sssnake
for all sssoulsss can be bought!!!
Categories:
forbode, fantasy, imagination, philosophy, religion,
Form:
Lyric
A truly wise man's intuition shall forbode him upon concocting a conclusion's to the wonder of
his tale's
Painstaking to avoid such indulgence choosing rather to absolve himself and the parabell at
Prosperities feet to be forged
The unwritten ending can surely never haunt its creator's , For what has yet to be concluded
can never be disputed
Cast unto an un timed Mantle piece clock mesmerizing your thoughts punctuated only by its
language Tick , Tock
Set in black and white pulsing to the beat of ones nature confined only by the subtilties of
thought , Your's alone to read and be privately screened
Played out to an audience weighed down by instilled beliefs , those inquisitive mind child like
in nature tittilated to discover
versus simple mind's blinded by mythology born out of man and perpetuated through ages
devolved of recrimination and reproach
Be your story one of love or of realities soft scented glove waved in ciptulation an order of
surrender to the world that we live in
contrived and contemptuous to our kin our fellows , Taught to disregard out of hand if
society's rules deem them not to be of equal status or standing
May your stories breath light upon darkened times and expose the brittle stage lights which
blur ones sight to the final conclusion the artists staged illusion
To the poor dispurce wealth the sickly unabated health and a commandment of love written
in blood to love that which is nearest your heart holds most dearest
Picture the future with clourfull strokes , care and abandon of a life worth living devoid of
wealth and immune to government stealth
Has history's lesson' not taught us that Hell is beneath us , the Heaven's above us and left
Man in the middle to ponder Gods riddle !
Categories:
forbode, faithnature, love, nature, riddle,
Form:
Free verse
Held to expectation cast by citizens
Mirror assures return of gilded grins
Ballroom brag pats his back
Dancer has handshakes lubricated
Dignitaries' approval demonstrated
Slide through sludge of embellishing
Climbing supply sets steep trajectory
Chainmail armour can't crack
Schedule transferred into twenty four
Long clock pours hour numb typhoon
Two day growth rubs grey flat reflection
Ajar loss odds conjure slam of rejection
Glass heart arbiter fears attack
Campsite composed becomes complex
Company pivot competitively, sniff index
Windswept wolf is braced for coals' ignite
Empire pain laid relabeled, corporate heist
Exposed turgid slapped by lack
Asset confines his value crushed for cash
Worthless in combustion, a city collapsed
Identical colts interrupted
Bid for counterpart acclaim
Business fortune corrupts
consecutive boys verbatim
21st February
Tycoon's Forbode
Categories:
forbode, anxiety, boy, business, corruption,
Form:
Quintain (English)
I am to write a happy poem for a change
To enjoy the sunshine, not the rain
Going to try to be like others smiling
Enjoy some time, ignorant in bliss
Today I ignore what is wrong in the world
So many others less fortunate than me
They can wallow in their own troubled land
To far away for me to see
I will preach a message of love, of glee
A warm handshake for those that be
Happy in all of their daily tasks
Forgetting the world I will just think of me
Already I feel this discussion is flawed
As I walk alone along my street
Because all of the suffering is just as close
As the person begging on the floor by my feet
So until this world is healed of its woes
When mankind gives as well as receive
My writings will be dark and forbode
Of a time that struggles deep inside me
Categories:
forbode, world,
Form:
Blank verse
Unfaceable Indeed
I used to think you'd forever hide
In the shadows of your failure
I used to think you'd let them chide
Your heart, for it wasn't pure
Stained by failure you forever denied
A fear so great it had no cure.
You were always stumped between
Embarrassment and fear
At night and day, courage was unseen
In fog and so unclear
Yet on that day, oh how knife-keen
Unafraid, shedding not a single tear!
Bravely you to battle strode
Though unarmed you fought the beast!
Uncaring of the troubles it forbode,
Your courage never ceased
On your back was a heavy load,
Challenging, to say the least !
The knight in you, how brave and tall
It stood to make things clear
Instead of cowering , despite the fall
At the battleground, thee was there!
Though not in history or in a famed hall
Unwavering, you battled your fear.
Categories:
forbode, confidence, courage, fear, strength,
Form:
Rhyme
The Strid
Get rid of the Strid with its seething torrent trapped amid the caves
In downward spiral coursing through a web of underwater stone
Oh that the river would have carved a safer way away from occulted potholes
Shame on its dogged passage that prefers the dangerous route
It could have chosen a placid path amid a tranquil retreat
Where solace is found amongst much safer depths
But retain the bowing trees that stand around and cast a shade
With hanging boughs for birds to alight and sing their song
Strange river that aspires to stream again to squeeze into the narrow
A tempting bubbling brook that bluffs its onlooker
Mere stride to other side in gleeful daring
That tests the balance on slippery verge and rock
And Strid becomes the stride to play the waiting game
Thus claim ill fated darers that slip into its frothy forbode
With smothering aqueous wings dragged into caverns
Where infinite to remain and forever retained
In a murky swathe of peaty chambers yet to be discovered
Where amongst its conquests a would be king
Rules amid the Strid’s palatial watery kingdom
Categories:
forbode, river,
Form:
Blank verse
I'm caught between my heart
and my feelings
the insanes logic slowly revealing
the battlefield drenched with mistakes
made
not nearly enough the price to be paid
a calming word,
transformed
a harming world
endured
a storm is drifting and quick on my tail
a confrontation of hot and cold gales
a twister shows my irresolution
love my blindfold a cloudy illusion
a future forbode
locked with lies
consumed by those who claim to see
through shut eyes
a war is lifting and my allies run thin
the ignorants blood we can't ever win
the devil lays hot coals to refine us
the flames catch the weak who will
confine us
so you protect your pain and love your
hate
they dig our hole and we'll never
escape
we slowly grow darker and flames
hotter
the link missing between father, son,
daughter
hush the gales for your pain is what i
crave
mind and body only focused to save
rest now for the stars smile, shine, and
cry
gravity seen reality defined
trust me to
catch your suilloete aginst untamed
skies
only in deep pools of blood will i die
i'm caught between my heart and my
feelings
realities plight slowly revealing
hear the solom sunkin words of the
stars
who dare to be up and a away so far
they lay sane and untouched by the
hard time
and i pray for you to follow in line
a storm is drifting and quick on my tail
a war is, lifting soldiers raised from hell
give me your pain relenquish
dependance
so i can weild it and close the distance
savior
Categories:
forbode, adventure, confusion, death, dedication,
Form:
Lines reign rectangular beyond widely
sombre dour density of inhabitants
Living rendered responsible behind wisely
secure doors definitely insure us
Neighbours harbour unfamiliar stories
Measureless textures hold untapped instruction
Sectioned protected fences forbode inquiry
Composite dismissed in driveway's reflection
Stranger to Earth's purposeful cycle
Continuum of plenty and scarcity
Cup overflows with options available
Convenience success declares to be
Money making matrix of tyranny
directs development's doctrine devours
Cataclysmic quick fix erect a thousand
nature inhibiting pattern of houses
Maze Ministers administer complacency
Tempered treacle assertions anethetise
Placated patients injected with necessity
Propel dominance of capitalism's rise
Studious city sews a hem pressed wide
Insidious greed knows a slow demise
Commodities local harvest would provide
Remote industry manoeuvre bulk supplies
Creek dipped reaching tree to residents listens
Combined myriad of incessant insects minuscule
Comical tousles, tasks of a toiling existence
Trials surmounted gain victories incremental
Environmentally in tune communities
easily trade effort borne resources
Trust, patience, guidance received
Compassion's fountain pours importance
Muscle of masses hinge bones as ligaments
Harvesting knowledge of fecundity's longevity
Endurance and learning with strength intersect
Woven contribution formulates society's liberty
Categories:
forbode, community, environment, future, proposal,
Form:
Rhyme
We journeyed the trail
Rain forbode
Just up the road
Picked flowers along the way
We created a colourful bouquet
Two bluejays flew by
They sang to say hi
Detailed feathers right on through
God's harmonious mix of white and blue
Blessed rain drops upon our heads
Like God's Angels sharing bread
Before our eyes
To our surprise
Sent love so high
God cleared the sky
Marvelous faces in the clouds
Heavenly sounds
Just like he said
Above our heads
Mystical rainbow appeared
All colours peered
Shined on
Then suddenly gone
I must say heaven has an ear
God's love we felt here
Continued to pray
Made our way
Off we went home
Time to create this poem
From this aromatic smell
Anyone can tell
Our Lord gave unto me
A lily from his valley
Rare to receive
Dropped from the sky and no one seen
Categories:
forbode, angel, blessing, god, inspirational
Form:
Rhyme
Deposited, held in Amazon's Adonis arms
Hidden inhospitably stashed, kite shadow
Curled furtive, stairway stupefied windshield
Hallucinations lag languished in amusement
Monkeys freeze, screech scamper scratch
Egg smooth roof unscathed cubby abode
Jagged gaps hang fur curtain climbing mates
Swung carefree in cramped homecamp humid
Aghast lopped log rest exhales raggedly
Snapped propeller askew salutes defeat
Wing bent lungs transform fortitude into fuel
Crushed accordion bodied anaconda swivels
Lock jaw latch tight to jungle gym frame
Liquid flow flanks scale, giant slug glued
Fork tongue tastes rain drip following day hope
Fangs prong Coconas sour tomato gold codicil
Cluster juice burst berries, bittersweet bulbs
Knobs of Contreu twisted tangerine vitamin
Fibre feeds faith indispensible, thin torsos entwined
Fight against forbode of abandonment, exhausted
Anonymous Minor Survivors
Middle of Jungle June
Categories:
forbode, africa, bereavement, brother, children,
Form:
Free verse