Best Fury Poems
Metallic city howls like a wounded animal
scraped by nocturnal vigils
of grandchildren and elders
emaciated like tuberculosis lungs
gasping from chug-chugs of tobacco soot...
and the face of a night is hammered by
ripped moans like plucked strings in motel rooms;
pagan women opening limbs for a meal in silent fury.
This is the other side of town, so real...
beggars peddling hope; factory shoulders
ranting over shuffled cards and fired gin
as wives’ blistered fingers
clean rented pots, gibbering same monotone of hymn,
“give us daily bread, daily bread”.
Outside, the pier coughs off
the commercial honks of weighed cargo
reeked with labor’s perspiration,
where pawnshops buzz with greed's snicker...
the evening owl attempts winks
under the grime of bloodied moon…
it spits the larynx of tenants’ raged hoots
wishing morsels of fresh sunset
would pour some grace of life’s salve. I weep
before the shrill of red sets in... again.
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Truth Contest sponsored by Anthony Slausin
Re-post 5/28/2019
Brazen night winds crash brittle glass of our furious voices
Quieting down, we slowly climb inside eyes lit with dear splendor
A flood of kisses roam north to west of mouths--- drowning stars
AMIDST POUNDS OF FORCE and FURY
Conscious cold clouds sweeping, killing softly the suns bright,
romancing evocatively with the winds, aghast it blows! Blows!
Gray to black are the skies shadows. Shafts of light longer,
they tantalize in between blows joined clear by a decibel bang!
Frightened golden grains for harvest, helpless! They bend down
and so are the piteous bushes, unashamed, waving their arms
as if crying out for immediate rescue but no one is there...
Drops to dagger liquid sequins fall heavily unto them nonstop.
Amidst pounds of force and fury from the natural forces,
I, glad to be cocooned by the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.
Wrapped tight to his arms, my heart is soaking with contentment,
his drizzling caresses flood my nerves, I am all giddy inside...
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***Picture #2
6:00 pm, November 19, 2015
This Fury-Fiery Moment of Hot Sensual Love
This fury-fiery moment of hot sensual love nourishes us now,
As we move from a caress to razor-close, then to lover-close,
Intertwined as one in a true tempestuous storm sparkling afire!
We share such a white-hot passion with a boundless fiery desire,
Blending us deeply in a fury-fiery emotion of love’s true inspire;
Bringing us to this apex with lust as love and love in lust’s hour!
This magic moment melds our passion into a true alchemy of love.
This prized-perfect passion purrs us now into satiated contentment,
As our hearts bask-bright in a fury-fiery moment of sensual desire!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – May 19, 2016
(Rhyme)
lightning, powerful
blue, quick-silvered, the lands
amber-torched, so quick
August 20, 2020
7pm PST
Remembering Northern California that still burns...
In spring we come out to see life,
out from our long cold winter's nap.
Bears are so loving not wildlife.
Love can be grand.
I am your big fun bear asap,
you are my fury playful wife,
I love to see you in gift-wrap.
Tonight we need some fun nightlife,
eating fish not from a flytrap,
using my big claws not a knife,
Love can be grand.
Nature's anger
As we hurt her pride
We rape and pillage
Her countryside
These storms she brings
Her power of wrath
Tornado's, Tsunami's
Destruction path
Floods so furious
As they sweep all aside
Boulders like houses
Cast aside
Torrential rain
Mother Nature's tears
Storm drains struggle
Increase our fears
What's to do,
To calm her down
Act as we care
In our cities and towns
In her countryside
To honor, obey
And maybe her wrath
Will have a politer say
If she has any sisters
Out there and beyond
If we treat them the same
I'm sure they'll respond
She has given us grace
To live on her lands
The least we can do
Is try to understand
As I walk through the graveled paths
When the stinging stones speak to me
Of the pain thrust on trampling feet
I see you in the unlit alleys of my memory
As the wind blows from a covert hide out
Twisting and shaking the branches of trees
Causing them to break and fly off the trunk
I see you in the torn pages of my life’s tome
As I listen to the song of lone birds
And their doleful notes fall in my ears
I am jolted out of my bohemian ways
And feel a plaintive tone floating to me
Wandering along the sprawling beach
As I hear the roar of waves
And when a humdrum of voices fills me
I hear your voice distinct like the beat of my heart
Like the pain at a needle point that shall always be
Like an intruder, nudging to steal the inner space
Like the small tremors after a fateful seismic quake
I now know that in me you stay like sleeping fury
Even when I walked away from you
You stubbornly stuck to me
Like a leech tenaciously clinging to the skin
Oh! How hard I struggle to get you off!
Sept.13.2022
~Placed First~
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greedily slaughtered
earth's trees cry out for vengeance . . .
we choke on their angst
water overflows
from earth's oceanic wounds . . .
she bleeds tsunamis
if you feel her shake
deep within her ancient bones. . .
you can know her pain
the beasts she cradles
are vanishing from our midst. . .
our own demise looms
she seethes at her core
with a volcanic passion. . .
feel her fury rise
November 21, 2019
N/A in All About The Environment. Poetry Contest judged 11/25/2019
Writing Challenge - December - Any poem NA'd in November 2019
Sponsor, Dear Heart- Wiishkobi Ode
The face of the ocean seemed to smile
All was calm and quiet for a while
‘Till Wind’s temper was lost
With waves forcefully tossed
In her wrathful cantankerous style
*For Carolyn Devonshire's Sea Tale Limericks contest
Note:
This is the only Limerick I have ever written...so it was a bit of
a challenge.
The storm was unrelenting,
Possessed of a fury unmatched by anything he had ever seen.
The wind blew the rain towards the ground in regimented and precise layers,
Legions of droplets descending on the earth like some vast army.
In stark contrast to the disciplined layering of the falling lifeblood of the clouds,
Sheets of water whipped violently about in intricate patterns on the path,
Raging and frothing forward in the manner of a screaming barbarian horde.
He stood in the midst of it all,
Watching gusts of wind propel walls of rain at him.
As they hit him they dispersed into their separate components,
Letting him feel the sting of each individual droplet against his chilled body.
All of a sudden the heavens erupted, spewing forth a bolt of lightning
With a peal of thunder mightier than the most glorious battle-cry.
He watched it race to earth,
Forcing the night sky to shed its dark cloak and reveal all in one awe-inspiring moment,
Captured in time and memory.
Nature’s fury
a) Tsunami
Synonym of death
Tsunami
In sea’s lexicon.
Form: LUNE (5-3-5,unrhymed)
b) Thunderbolt
Sparkler in sky
Lovely. But, is it for a bad
Cracker close by.
Form: Trillinea O (4-8-4, L1&L3 rhymed)
c) Crimson Light
Fire or brimstone burning? The smile of whore
Or hell’s ire? Dusk or night, is it bloody
The last?
Form: Dixdeux O (10-10-2 )
PS: Based on the three given pics.
S.Jagathsimhan Nair, 10 Jun 2013.
For Debbie’s contest.
Deep within the bowels of the earth
a pressure builds up in intensity
As lava and gases increase in growth
bubbling and seething with angry fury
The pressure continues to build up
directly under the earth's crust
Which finally weakens and blows its top
yielding to the pressure's upward thrust
The action produces a huge crater
through which ferocious flames exit
Painting the sky in a red orange colour
in an awesome fiery exhibit
It's a grand display of fireworks power
generated by Mother Nature
Which reaches out both near and far
in testimony of its grandeur
Clouds of ash and smoke rise up to the sky
spreading for miles and miles around
Obscuring vision both far and nigh
before most of the ash falls to the ground
A thick outpouring of red hot lava
scorches everything that lies in its path
Streaming down the sides of the crater
as it moves on with relentless wrath
Volcanic action has an awesome tale to tell
of what goes on under earth's placid shell
It's where red hot lava and gases dwell
which when released create a fiery hell
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A clear morning rose over the copper-tinged rocks,
the serene sky stayed the same after down;
but the lighthouse did not trust that calmness,
then a horrendous rumbling made it suddenly frown.
A apocalyptic event was to occur in minutes,
Poseidon rode his horses to impinge horror,
making the foaming waves resemble ghosts
who frightened the lighthouse with a loud roar.
The sentinel's foes weren't pirates, but the waves themselves,
and engulfed by those giants, it could barely fight or even breathe;
and doomed, she heard Poseidon's voice in the mouth of whales,
not glad with the volcano's eruption making waves boil and seethe.
Written on 4/12/2016