Best Heros Poems
Welcome to the Poetry Souper Heros Association
(or, P.S. HA!)
Sensei, Daniel Henry Rogers the multimillionaire philanthropist has collected and trained a group of fantastic souperheros!
Sensei- Daniel Henry Rogers
With Sensei Rogers at the helm
We'll capture any ne'er-do-well!
With witty words and social concern
The puzzle of humanity we'll learn.
The Empress of Ink- Ink Empress
The ruler of the written word
The Empress’s voice has never been heard.
She has power over all Ink…
Which will draw and write what she thinks!
Verityman-Tom Woody
Telling the truth is his souper power
Making all criminal liars cower
Yet Verityman can tell fantastic fiction
With beautiful language and perfect diction!
Femme Fatale- DillyDally
The strength of a woman in every curve
More likely to hiss than to purr
Her souper power won't surprise
All villains melt at the strength of her mind!
Double Trouble- Benjamin Bartley
With a souper power so unique
Two will find the criminal they seek
With a hidden twin within his mind
Double trouble you will find!
Pretty Prosey- Andrea Dietrich
Her beauty great but greater still
Her way with words and writing skill
Like a plant with healing powers
One touch, one word a healing flower!
Poetry Soup Hero's
Poets with golden ink and pens
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement and compliments
Small act of caring all which has the potential to turn a life around
Peter Duggan
Vera Duggan
Michael Tor
Demetrios Trifiatis
Broken Wings
Andrea Dietrich
Carrie Richards
nette onclaud
JAN ALLISON
boddie, eric
John Wulf
Sandra Haight
Casarah Nance
Emile Pinet
John lawless
Abdul Malik
Julia Ward
Kim Patrice Nunez
Olive Eloisa Guillermo
hunjeri, njeri
Anne Lise Andresen
Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Ian Guyler
Mystic Rose
Tim Ryerson
arthur vaso
Paul Callus
Frederic Parker
Keith Trestrail
Richard Lamoureux
SEREN ROBERTS
Joseph May
Robert Stoner Jr
Silent One
Laura Leiser
Faye Gibson
Viv Wigley
Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Lycia Harding
Bev Smith
Tim Smith
Poet Destroyer A
Janice Canerdy
Robert L. Hinshaw
Teddy Kimathi
Kim Merryman
Thabang Ngoma
Connie Marcum Wong
FJ Thomas
Judy Konos
Sneha RV The literature lover
James Inman
Sara Kendrick
Eileen Manassian
Adam Hunter
Bill Lindsay
george seal
Barbara Campbell
Kelly Deschler
Robert Lindley
Carol Eastman
David Fisher
Barbara Gorelick
The Grahamburglar
Shadow Hamilton
david mohn
Pandita Sanchez
Isaiah Zerbst
Balveen Cheema
peter holmes
SKAT A
len carber
Warner Baxter
Darlene Gifford
CayCay Jennings
Deb Wilson
Alexis Y.
Jerry T Curtis
Aiyah de Torres
James Fraser
Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Debbie Guzzi
craig cornish
harry horsman
Ruben O.
Charlotte Jade Puddifoot
Mohamed Adel
Lee Carter
Dan Cwiak
Leonora Galinta
olusegun Arowolo
Edwin Hofert
Roy Jerden
Diane M Quinlan
john beharry
Carolyn Devonshire
Mark J. Halliday
Joyce Johnson
Hannington Mumo
Anulaxmi Nayak
Mary Oliver Rotman
Lei Strauss
michael tor
Mark Trichet
Mark Woods
Ronald Zammit
Laura Breidenthal
Andrew Crisci
Raha, Miraj
Phool, Maharani
Johnson, Megan
Graves, Allan
Ngo, Meline
Ramos, Tiffany
Rosenthal, Allie
Borghei, Niki
Tripp, Criss
Reyes, Thomas
Rajaratnam, Gunadevi
Braxton, Shanda
Barry, Stephen
Prophet, James
Titus, Luwi
Leach, Michele
LeBlanc, Michelle
maximax, nicole
Kwinana, Ndikho
Turse, Patricia
Dazh, Ezell
Luke, Neena
Brown, Verna
Catie Lindsey
Bongani Zungu
Eve T.M.M.
Lin Lane
And so many more!
Team Poetry Soup :)
Not For Contest
So few and far between are those who for others have consideration
Men who will sacrifice themselves for another without hesitation
Not for the praise or a reward, no desire for any kind of commendation
Choices made simply from the heart, they are in fact an inspiration
Our world could be such a beautiful place if more had their dedication
Truly divine individuals, humble and selfless without need for validation
You are champions to us all; I proclaim this with no reservation
These men known to us as US Soldiers, they bring our family’s great jubilation
For they live by a code of ethics of which their actions are the biggest indication
If not for their self-sacrifice the feeling would be great sadness rather than elation
For the loved ones of heroes lost, we express great sadness for your tribulation
Some face a long road to recovery these Hero’s body’s riddled with devastation
Their noble actions have brought from the masses nothing but admiration
Although they would tell you different, from their peers this is the collaboration
Thank you for being true to your hearts despite all temptation
You are truly respected for going beyond any expectation
There are no words that can begin to express the appreciation
You have given everyone the opportunity for great celebration
If we all could be half the man you are can you imagine the ramification
True Heroes now and forever to be part of your identification
Jack Ellison's my poetry soup hero
He makes me laugh wherever I go
When I'm down in the dumps
And my chuckle needs pumps
I run to Jack, "Start the Show"
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Jack I don't love you anymore but I don't love you any less!
10/30/15
What it super hero's really did exist
I totally believe it would be cool until one of them got pissed,
Like the Hulk he is big and green
Then you have the villain's who can be really mean,
Superman flies and has massive strength
In the fantastic four you have Mr.Fantastic that can stretch any length,
And then there is Batman the man in black who knows how to hide
Oh the Ghost Rider who flames and knows how to ride,
The way Spider Man can use his web to swing from place to place
Each one has their own ways of protecting the worlds race,
It would be nice to have fantasy super hero's to be there for us
Like Wolverine who will claw you if you make a fuss,
Cyclopes has x-ray eyes that will burn you if you are bad
And Storm who will brew up a storm if you make her mad,
I do love Night Crawler who teleports totally fast
Magneto who has magnetic powers that last,
The invisible woman you cannot see not even on a wire,
These are fantasy hero's who have been drawn and made to seem real
Of course jean Gray has the power to sense what you feel,
Silver Surfer has a surf board to glide through the cosmos
I do wish all these fantasy hero's were real
But in Reality we have our Military hero's who really know what we feel.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
Evil Loki and Queen Maeve
have joined forces to make a mob.
All evil creatures that had died before
with the powers between them
these same creatures will live once more.
They raised Medusa the long dead gorgan
with Athena's shield, which they had stolen.
And given the Cyclops another eye;
another thing stolen once belonging to Odin.
Fafnir needed a blood transfusion.
Ilmarinen, brother of Vainamoinen
made a machine that made dragons blood.
And fearsome dragon Fafnir rose again.
The Minotaur has been brought back to life,
strangly enough by the ancient Chiron
half man, half horse mentor to many hero's
And after removing all of Bellerophon's arrows
Chimera with it's serpents tail,
raised his head and spit fire
all vengeful creatures these
revived to continue terrible deeds
bringing distruction apon the earth
all the dark places that they can lurk
A woman scorned without forgiveness
turning men to stone her bussiness.
The giant with one eye can see again
stands tall with boulders ready to pitch it.
A dragon who lost his guarded treasure
has an anger of equial measure.
A bull headed man and the king of the jungle.
Both have issues and constantly grumble.
A god and a witch seem to have it together.
World, get ready for some very terrible weather.
(For the Myths contest)
Gumboot heroes
splashing in the rain
two caped crusaders
bring the challenge on
wagon wheels in their pockets
a nickel buys the day
hide and seek
the adventure that we play
double dog dare ya
to be as brave
…as me
a budding buccaneer
swathed with yellow gumboots
a princess with a tiara demands purple
but then she is only four
stand by you forever
spit and hope to die
your word is your bond
what else do you have to give
double dog dare ya
to jump as high
…as me
no puddle ever too deep
no dream ever too far
a promise is a promise
don’t ja know don’t ja know
two untouched treasures
priceless trust and innocence
best friends forever
what else would best friends
…possibly be
IRISH
Laura Ingles Wilder
Her prose were milder
Than poetry or verse
Intended to coearce
Louisa May Alcott
Wrote tales I bought
About women and boys
With hearts sure to poise
Miss Nancy Drew
Wasn't such a shrew
She solved every crime
In her own spare time
Little Trixie Belden
Mysteries were well done
Dancing with shadows
Which she would expose
The brothers Grimm
Wrote tales that did brim
With joy, hope and love
Sent down from heaven above
The Phantom called a meeting for he wished to unionize
the trucks had been delivering unloading their supplies.
Bat man and his robin boy came bursting threw the night
The shadow showed up early to find the perfect light.
The ranger with his six gun didn't come alone
Tanto rode up with him mounted on his roan.
Cisco came in swaying to his mariachi band
Pancho had his plate of beans and burrito in his hand.
When Zero used the bathroom it's there he left his mark
while the sergeant rode in circles all about the park.
When spider man showed up his shirt was all a mess
a pigeon on a window sill do-doed on his vest.
I tell you it was crazy when they argued over dues
all they did was sit and eat and drink the Phantoms booze.
When the meeting was adjourned the Phantom left the room
The heros followed close behind and left the place in ruins.
They should never organize, that should come as no surprise
one has but to realize, that's why they're all disguised.
"THE PHANTOM"
How blissful is that we forget
All the lives sacrificed without regret
Oceans of Blood uncounted tears
How desperately they trace
The glimpse of their loved ones face
But history only remembers the Great
How blissful is that we forget
the phantom called a meeting, for he wished to unionize
the trucks had been delivering, unloading their supplies.
Bat man and his robin boy, busted threw the night
the shadow showed up early, to find the perfect light.
the ranger with his six gun, didn't come alone
tanto rode up with him, mounted on his roan.
Cisco came in swaying, to his mariachi band
poncho had his plate of beans and burrito in his hand.
when zero used the bathroom, that's when he left his mark
and the sargent rode in circles all about the park.
When spider man showed up, his shirt was all a mess
a pigeon on a window sill, had do-doed on his vest.
i tell you it was crazy, when they argued over dues
all they did was sit and eat and drink the phantoms booze.
when the meeting was adjourned, the phantom left the room
the heros followed close behind and left the place in ruins.
they should never organize, that should come as no surprise
one has but to realize, that's why they all wear a disguise.
the phantom lady
Where is the dough you earn tonight
Lets not argue, lets not fight
You know the score
You know what in store
Just need the dough to start the show
I don't give a darn where you go
You are my hero of the night
Where am I going to sleep tonight
Those empty houses, this empty sight
Got to get some rest
Pass my daily test
There is no harm, trying to be warm
Sheltering from the cold, wind and storm
I am, yes I am, a hero of the night
Where is the trouble gonna be tonight
Got to stop the aggro right on sight
They pay us well
To drive drunks to hell
Got to keep on the beat
Listening on the fleet
We are, yes we are, heroes of the night
Hey Mr Dj, whats on tonight
I hear you are a friend of Barry White
So play me a track
Anything from the rack
Just keep laying it on
I am having so much fun
Seeing seeing my baby on the run
You are,yes you are, my hero of the night.
What's up with all this hatred in the world?
Off the top of my head I can name at least three people that could always see the "big
picture."
Dr.King used his knowledge and his speaking abilities to persuade people to become one.
Rosa Parks endured hardship just 'cause she sat in the front of the bus.
Malcolm X preached with authority and truancy.
Oops, I guess I can name four 'cause Michael loved the trees.
I'm not talking about the basketball star but the one who I always pray to before I dance.
I feel like I owe something to them but I always screw up.
I can make anything happen in my head but when it comes to words, It's better to let
Motormouth say the words in a two second story.
Why is it that no one kid WANTS to remember these names?
They were key players in this world in trying to make the world a better place.
"Yes we can" is what Obama said but are our hearts content?
We still do the idiotic things we did before but at least we don't have Bush to encourage
our rage.
An Ode to the Harvey Heroes
Once upon a time not so long ago
Nature did spur a Harvey in the Gulf of Mexico
As the storm grew into a hurricane
Winds howled and then came the rains
Poor Texas got in the way
And it rained day after day
High water turned into floods
Leaving everyone scurrying including the blue bloods
Onto their roofs they did climb to survive the storm
With so much rain well above the norm
Little did they know a rescue mission was on the go
An impromptu navy of people they didn’t even know
Night and day their saviors were on a mission to rescue
Not knowing the dangers they faced for they didn’t have a clue
But despite the risk and the unknown
How to respond they have us shown
With a great amount of caring and daring
Many a life has been saved though some succumbed to an early grave
So what do we call the brave men and women from far and wide
A hero is what I say and I am not being snide
For they have saved the day for so many of our kin
Not saying thank you and our appreciation would be a sin
So here it is in spades “Thank you” to all who lent a helping hand
And that’s from all of us from across the land
Though things are far from over and done
Many will see a rising sun
Andreas Simic©
The phantom called a meeting for He wished to unionize
the trucks had been delivering unloading the supplies.
Batman and His robin boy came bursting through the night
the shadow showed up early to find the perfect light.
The ranger with His six gun didn't come alone
Tanto rode upi with him mounted on his roan.
Cisco came in swaying to a mariachi band
poncho had his plate of beens and burito in his hand.
When Zero used the bathroom it's there he left his mark
and the sargent rode in circles all about the park.
When Spiderman showed up his shirt was all a mess
a pigepn on a window sill had do-doed on his vest.
I tell you it was crazy when they argued over dues
all they did was sit and eat and drink the phantoms booze.
When the meeting was ajourned the phantom left the room
the heros followed close behind and the place was left in ruins.
They should never try to organize that should come as no suprise
one has only but to realize
perhaps thats why the're all disguised