Best Frankly Poems
The first three lines of this verse are the magicicada — additional letters are put in for effect. Perhaps you see a kite?
FRANKLY BENJAMIN
electricity
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a bit eccentric
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7/2/2019
Magicicada 535
Carpe Diem
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
fool me once shame on
me ~ fool me twice shame on you ~
but more I ignore ...
facts of life ~ well taught
lives well ~ so-so not so well ~
not at all ... jail cell
Spring to life ... summer
lounge ... fall remembered ~ then say
colder than least year
I dream to forget
you ... not at night but by day
~ you haunt my nightmares ...
*heard you of ... four two
three then none ... handstand yoga
taught by an angel
*baby crawl on fours, adult stands on two, elder's cane makes three, Heavenly carry leaves none ~ then mine is a parody pun.
i have crafted and shafted and then re positioned
divulged and indulged to precise disposition
yet frankly my points are most blunt at the end and my walls tend to fall at the slightest of bends
be it not such a bridge but a try at amends, with a friend who is quite hard of hearing
come step in my cauldron both women and children, these are the crimes i admit to both willinging and wildered
For i am the poet of pilgrims ,
what was left has been pillaged and raped, and only i who had managed escape
have been left to rebuild from the timbers
In hopes of gaining a heap of knowledge,
Frank had blown a ton of dough for college!
But to be perfectly frank,
He'd have more bucks in the bank,
If he was a plumber, he'd acknowledge!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
Tell me Franky
can you explain to me zany
Do you mean purple porcupines
please speak to me plainly
My thoughts are quite slippery
perhaps because it's rainy
My brain feels in pain
ideas making me crazy
Can you make sense out of silly
like mellow mooses eating cheezies
Why does that striped buffalo
like yellow snow freezies
Does a crocodile loose his mind
or turn into a bag when he sneezes
Can any old salty dog
do exactly as he pleases
I'll ponder specifics
Maybe things will become clear
If a kangaroo jumps through hoops
does that make him quite *****
Are birds of a pink feather
more difficult to hear
Do green bears think more clearly
If you offer them root beer
In the end there's no answers
You've left me confused
I've thought through my silly
all the zany I've used
Maybe you'll like it
The animals I've infused
Will mother nature accuse me
Or will she say I'm excused.
Frankly Speaking
There is a couple on the beach, they have a small room, been on the beach for years, suffered through the worst of it. They have been through every phase. The Hippie, the war protesters -the poet-the artist - the "free love fest"- the heavy duty weed scene, "hell no we won't fn go" from there; To the board room with a haircut and a suit. Back to the beach, to retire; She still wore pigtails and flowered skirts. Oh, my God, we’ve moved slower through time she thought, and those times now seemed so far away. Contrasting times were here with cocaine, ecstasy, and mushrooms.!
S.S. check gone too soon, these days were not like the old days but vegetarians never die- So we dance at night after soaking up the sun; Growing wrinkled and red and filled with vitamin D... He displays his art- we played on our boombox: Bob Marley and Elton John which drew a crowd. We became as one with South Beach, as we practiced our Yoga, or played our musical instruments and chanted “Nam-myoho-renge-kyo”.
My black friend was so beautiful in her bikini and golden headwrap...She roller-skated past and waved. She was a poet like me... She said she'd be back for the session. A lot of her poems were about David the owner of the Franklin Hotel where we lived. I and other poets wrote poems about the system that tried to impose hate upon us free thinking peoples. People would give us money for sharing our poems, and purchase his art work. We’d buy few mangos and veggie burgers for our dinner, next, we’d wait for the sun to go down.
At night, my Black friend. Oladeji would collect the last 5 bucks, for the Gourmet Franks that she sold to the hungry drunks left over on the beach, who had been evacuated from the clubs for maxed out credit cards. Sad looks and broke pockets were not welcomed.
Which made her hot, fat kosher gourmet grilled franks, smothered in her special onion sauce, even more of a redeeming quality; As her poetic sign read… {FRANKLY SPEAKING…Home of the gourmet franks} ... Oladeji, would chant out her newly learned Spanish words nightly, to the dregs of dejected party goers, she’d shout “Pero caliente, saboya salsa” Rico delicioso”! then again in English; Hot-dogs with onion sauce very delicious.
Us, for all Seasons,
Spring Summer Autumn, Winter.
SEASONAL we are.
Frankly you didn't give a dam
That pretty much summed up
the whole future of the film industry.
People throw their hands up and say
I do not give a dam about what children
watch and mold their lives after.
I don't Give a dam when parents
protested the type of shows that
were placed before the family.
You dont give a dam and you still dont
Frankly, My Dear
Oh, yes the saga of scarlet O’Hara
She was a spoiled little twit
She never had a lick of sense
No not even a little bit
She let all her raw emotions
Rule her every day
No matter the cost of it
She would have her way.
Finally she married Rhett Butler
A carpet bagger they said
But she used him all up
All his love for her gone and dead.
But in the end she loved him
But would deal with it all tomorrow
He had all he could stand from her
Later she would deal with the sorrow.
Love doesn’t conquer all
A lesson here well taught
Too much pain and sorrow
Is what their feelings brought
He had loved her through everything
But finally just threw up his hands
As he walked into the mist he just said
“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.
Connie Moore
8/6/13
written for contest
Frankly
Scarlett was on her own to do what ever she wanted
Because of her the film language today is forever sated
A special law was passed so the infamous words could be heard
Before this time damn was an extremely naughty word
Rhett Butler's vocabulary definitely rocked the screen
People thronged to see this film some had never been
So Gone with the Wind was a winner, Clark Gable was no ham
as he stood there and said "Frankly my dear I don't give a damn"
So Rhett you have a loaded conscience, your mouth needed a zip
When your feelings got the better of you and you let it rip
This attitude has passed to the way people today thinks
A no care way of life oblivious to others stinks
The morals of some governments are found to be gross
Only looking after the "Me" is what hurts the most.
The leaders of today forget the teachings of the church
Of looking after others, not leaving them in the lurch.
Penned 5 August 2013
Clark Gable Vivian Leigh,
both have a place in history.
If we look back is it true that he sinned?
His words have survived, they haven't "Gone With The Wind".
Nineteen thirty nine the world was in shock,
all those who heard him couldn't help but talk.
They said the countries morals were in disrepair,
now people say what they want and don't really care.
Now entertainment is almost censor free,
you can say what you want and see what you see.
I guess in the end we really don't give a damn,
we say we all care but we don't take a stand.
It's a line that I remember.
I could not believe my ears
When Rhett said that word to Scarlett,
And left her in a flood of tears.
Profanity had not been heard
Upon the talking silver screen,
For censors had banned all words
Considered profane or obscene.
It was the year of nineteen-forty.
I had gone with my new beau
To showing of "Gone With the Wind",
A most highly touted show.
I couldn't believe he'd leave her
Just when she had come to know
That she really, truly loved him.
It was the ending of the show.
No one is shocked at anything
That is heard on the screen today,
But Clark Gable stunned the censors,
Tipped his hat and walked away.
Today,We may be close
to our loved ones
But tomorrow,
We might turn up
being complete strangers.
Before,You would have
never ceased to put a smile on
somebody's face
But now,You could be
the only reason for their
firmness and gloominess.
Hence,frankly speaking..
"Memories have no Death"
Whenever you feel dejected
just remember
few joyful hearts...
You'll surely feel glad.!!
*April 6,2020( Joined poetrysoup )
Submitting to "Your first poem on Poetry Soup Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Silent One.
Dearest D.G.,
it appears to me...
you have a slight quandary!
Let me clarify your confusion,
you frivolous fop...
your relationship is a flop.
Lose his number,
as it seems to be...
you were a dirty secret.
His "sister" likely a wife,
don't wreck her life...
just walk away.
His phone neither broken,
nor is it hid...
you naive kid.
He is not shy,
simply attempting to be shy...
"remodeling" a tricky lie.
His homeT you won't see,
gather what remains of your dignity...
flee this deception.
Focus upon your work,
be a brilliant mother...
eventually you'll find another.
Take these words of wisdom,
if his wife clues in...
you will lose, she will win.
Best of luck,
you plucky duck...
Frankly yours, Agony Aunt
some light a candle
and some blow it out ~ and some
watch the whole house burn
one in three ~ crazy
~ look to your right then left ~ they're
okay ~ then you're it
camp in the wild told
to fish for food ~ better be
cows in the water
McDonald lines ~ do
tax returns or menu stares ~
same when you were six