Best Left In The Lurch Poems

PROLOGUE
The Flame, aflicker, licks and flays,
illuming evening’s negligees
With braided curls she swirls and sways,
and flits and floats in light ballets

           APOLOGUE
A Flame, to conquer creeping fog,
flew dancing towards a random log
Her flight perplexed a leery...

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ABANDONED AT THE ALTAR


You cast me aside
Like an unloved old rag doll
You no longer wanted me.
Jilted as your bride
Your betrayal took its toll
Where is my apology?

No explanation
Has been uttered by your lips - 
I was waiting at the church!
Humiliation
As my life is torn to strips...

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One Sunday, I came back alone,
Home early from the church,
Not having the key to get in,
I was left in the lurch;

Locked out in the scorching hot sun,
Looking for shade to stand,
Counting the vehicles go by,
I passed the time in hand;

Scolding myself for thoughtlessness,
I sat on...

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It makes me so sad
To see people afraid
But the governor called a lockdown
And it must be obeyed

I've got the COVID-19, the pandemic Coronavirus blues
And I'm getting more depressed whenever I turn on the news.

The stores ran out of sanitizer
And I felt like I was throttled
When...

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There are times when an object misplaced
Is the most pressing problem you've faced
For you search and you search
But get left in the lurch,
All that time you spent searching a waste.

If you're lucky, you'll find what's been lost 
After each pile of stuff had been tossed
Yet...

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Laying in my bed
There is nothing in my head
The night is growing mysterious
Time is going crawling by
I can see the pitch black sky
It’s silent every where
But I can feel the cool of the night air
I’m listening to the annoying tick tock sound of this wall...

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Going to get a “haircut” today
Actually getting all of them cut
Cutting just one would hardly be noticed
Now I'm being a silly nut

There's many other sayings similar to this
English is overloaded I find
Wanna hear some others I've discovered
Well stay tuned it'll blow your mind

“Keep your nose...

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Feeling the spirit of rhymes moving through me,
I've been labelled as first fruits in this writing movement,
With improvements of thousands of years within this environment,
Preforming with these comments straight onto this poem submission form,
Letting you know I'm drawn by something within that transforms,
Thoughts into words...

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Unquotable quotes: Leftists – XVIII

(Note: What goes for the Left can go for the Right, too. All you need to do is to interpose the words wherever possible. Don’t read ideological warfare where there is none intended.)

If the Left is right, the Right cannot be...

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To be predicted means that you’re the fruition, 
Of a rational process, effortful and determined;
We can all predict that someone will soon cure cancer, 
And so Jesus was foretold as medicine’s romancer. 

The name Jesus Christ means predicted saviour, 
And Isaiah 53 verse 5 states...

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’Twas about eight o’clock, 
And I dreaded the knock, 
The Carollers of pure light,  
With such Christian might.

They were to be an example, 
To my atheistically driven amble,
To encourage me to sing along, 
In next years Christmas song. 

My age and so my friends,...

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"‡ Captain Courageous ¥ Twirling & Swirling Atop The Tides Of Time ¥ Dropping A Dime In The Jukebox Sublime ¥ To Play One Last Song Amid A Sweeet Loves Rhyme ¥ Captain Courageous ¥ HaHa. to which he says "Halifax!" a confusing conundrum which...

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Robin redbreast on the ground,
Pecking, hunting all around
For a tasty worm or slug
Or a creeping, crawling bug...

Somehow you know where to search,
So you're not left in the lurch;
'Cause I know just how you'd feel
If you were forced to skip a meal.

Still, your choices don't entice,
Even...

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Let me tell you a story, a story of woe:
a tale of a pup who got lost in the snow.
Daughter Laura, our eldest, came up to see us,
drove home in a Jeep (to rhyme, insert Prius).
She and her niece, my granddaughter Marion,
had come packing heat;...

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Will the sun ever set in Sitka?
For here the sun takes forever to say 'see ya'.
The clouds blush a pink, red, purple adieu,
As if they have forgotten what to do.

Left in the lurch, ever so shy, 
Up they pop up to dance a sweet goodbye.
Like...

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