Best Lefts Poems
Ankle wrapped, lipstick gleams
Music is heard in the backbeats of faint rhythms
This is just me, and myself
There are people there Lollypop prima donnas
Modern dance bare feet rebelrinas, SpicySalsa Latina Coke Bottles
Loud and HERE hip-hop mamas
Shadows, backstage
Just me, and myself, here
Girls surround the mirror, preening like ugly hens for a rooster
That only sees himself
Lycra glittering tightly stretched, no imperfections allowed In these bodies,
messing up is no longer an option, it never was a option
Just look at the pretty picture they are painting
Dancing, speaking without voices of their own
poetry in motion, they call it
"I just want them to look at me", she says.
Right.. go ahead and dance to the beat of everyone else
Feet fretfully practicing [Fake]French with an American accent
Jeté, pas, Chaîné
S'il vous plaît danser votre coeur hors
In Attitude
Get It Shawty
This is the very last time
Just me, and myself
Lost in whispers of melodies, movement strains and scents of
Righting lefts, lefting wrongs, up and downs to my
very own song
Stage right, upper wing,
Open up the Curtains
Cue and a one, two, three
Spotlight flashes in the eyes to hide all cynical opinions, judgments are blinded
this is my stage, don’t lie to me, this is my stage
There are no lies here
Four, five, six, seven, eight, and a
And All I Wanna Do
Is just slip away
Into my own
Beat
I awoke as a spider
With eight legs planted
Steady I stood there
Level not slanted
Which is not bad
With nothing to prove
Until I was bored
And needed to move
Eight legs after all
Were more than I knew
How do deal with
And I hadn’t a clue
I moved the front left
Then shifted two rights
Then two more lefts
But it didn’t seem right
For I spun around
Counter clockwise
And repeated that way
For twenty two tries
Maybe I should go
Right, right, right
Left right left
Then a left, right?
But that didn’t help
I was far from deft
Coz each time I tried
I left out a left
That left me tired
So I went back to bed
Though had a nightmare
About spinning a web!
for no reason
whatsoever.
All the little ways
and threads aligned
because I paid attention
to the ups and downs,
the lefts and rights
of the here
(a hot day in April)
and the now
(laughter on the trampoline)
while I write this
on my bed
and smile quietly
to myself
with gratitude
for a life that was gifted
to me.
I see me in the mirror
of my Toyota Corola
and my reflection
comforts me.
My middle-aged eyes
and unbrushed lose hair
look free and unfettered
by trying society.
A homeless man
crosses the road
on his bike, many bags
tied to it.
That could be me.
It might be, tomorrow.
I don't read magazines
or read the news.
All of that is already old
before it is new.
I am going to watch
the trees that will be here
before my life is done,
hopefully.
This was all theirs
before it was ever mine
anyway.
No more tears, no more fears.
No more dieing, no more crying.
No more trying, no more failing.
No more dealing with or feeling,
No more pain!
No more striving, no more mistakes.
No more confusion, no more regrets.
No more seeking, no more finding.
No more visits with or sickness,
No more pain!
No more misunderstandings, no more mountains.
No more heartaches, no more hiding.
No more forgetting, no more denying.
No more wondering where to go,
No more pain!
No more not knowing, no more straying.
No more turning, no more lefts and rights.
No more hidden roadways, no more falling.
No more bridges to cross or burn,
No more pain!
No more forsaking, no more leaving.
No more wanting, no more dreaming.
No more distractions, no more walking away.
No more walking in through valleys,
No more pain!
No more treasures on earth, no more heros.
No more desiring, no more hoping.
No more deserting, no more contesting.
No more trusting self or man,
No more pain!
No more yesterdays, no more todays.
No more tomorrows, no more futures.
No more pasts, no more looking fors.
No more guessing what will be,
No more pain!
No more 'what could've beens', no more ' I wishes'.
No more 'It's too lates', no more 'I cant's'.
No more 'what If's', no more unknowns.
No more words left unsaid,
No more pain!
No more darkness, no more sunshine.
No more lessons to learn, no more questions.
No more despising, no more enemies.
No more sins or unbelief,
No more pain!
(c) April 14, 2006
Really cool engine with velocity voluptuousity
Antique like me, bronze teeth, with grill reflections
Car goes round and round doing eternal lefts
Egos and racers can't go right I guess
Call it strange when you drink and drive in circles
An old jalopy goes too slow when cops approach
Remember not to speak out loud when spinning out
Bars you visit frequently should serve booze for two
Earl is what you named your car and it gets thirsty too
Hide Beers from police when moving fast in traffic
If stopped, blame Earl for speeding
No other excuse will do
Don't look confused in headlights either
Bad things happen when you defile your old car
And turn it in to the local police for drinking
Racing in public is against the law and so is peeing
Shift to low gear before you take your car to jail
Created this Acrostic poem on 6/13/16 for “Rusted And Busted” Poetry Contest sponsored by: Casarah Nance
Car Trouble
The car started slow to go as cars go
Silent on the ride it motioned down the road
Leaves could be counted on the trees as I passed by
I counted every one just for fun
The pace picked up and time stood still
There was nothing to be done
It seemed a little odd at first
When the car traveled in reverse
And headed off the cliff into the universe
Falling off I screamed and cursed
Maybe the brakes gave out
Way beyond our system solar making many lefts
And when the auto made a sharp turn right
Exceeding light speed passing planets
I realized there were no street signs or people or roads
Everything was calm and normal in the void
A pleasant voyage but I had to wonder why
The Earth removed itself from sight
From my rear view mirror speeding out
I only paid five dollars’ worth of gas
Screaming past the universe unfolding
Collapsing there in front of me and dads jalopy
It seemed curious indeed
Will I make it home for dinner
Will I be late to the dance this evening
And will my parents be angry at me
The air condition stopped working hours ago
There are only foreign stations on the radio
Space ships pulled up next to me
Orange beings questioned why I drive so slow
Creatures with five eyes laughed at me as they rolled by
Silver androids stopped me for conversation
Space police pulled me over for speeding in wrong directions
For going ten thousand miles per second
In a three thousand speeding zone
They issued tickets for space ship violations
For speaking in a foreign tongue
And chewing gum without a license
And for being an alien without alien registration
Also for Improper lights in a speed of light designated zone
They sent me home with just a warning this time
I told them time had stopped
They wrote me up again for that and driving backwards
As I arrived back in time
Mom and pop stopped me on the spot
I forgot to take the trash out so I’m grounded
No more car or dancing with the stars
I do not know how and I do not know why - why you did this to me
You left without a word-you left me in wonders, wondering why
You left beautiful memories- yet should I regret meeting you
You left, yet you said our love is laughter, lighter and life -but I lost your lead
You left your love in my heart - longing for your touch and your taste
Oh darling my heart longing for you, I almost died just for you
I do not have money and I do not have a car-but I know I loved you
I do not understand why and I cannot see how, hoping to see you soon
I do not know how and I do not know why-when something is leaving
You cannot see it, I feel like laughing but I started to cry, hilarious
I do not appreciate or apprehend the pain partnering my past-predicaments
Oh darling my heart longing for you, I almost died just for you
I wish all we had, was but a dream, why should love hurt so much
I wish all people could not just fall in love, but I stay in love with much patience
I wish all vows made and promises uttered, were met to be, oh my love it hurts
I wish all the kisses and touch we had were just in psychic – just hallucinations
I wish all you say and do were in coheres-it hurts that your beauty is not in truth
Oh darling my heart longing for you, I almost died just for you
I left all my playboy games, because I believed in the truth of your love
I left all, for you left all for me, you stood rejection from your family for us
I lefts all my fears and tears at the mountain-where my help comes from
I left all your fears in faith that the Lord is keeping safe in his presence
It was a blessing to have you for a while in my arms-my life has turn around
Oh darling my heart longing for you, I almost died just for you
I put my word in the air for you – the truth is you are beautiful-beautiful
I write my word in the sky for you-the truth is you are a woman of virtue
I put my life on line for you-the truth is you are a great wife to be-proverb 31
I put my light in the dark for you-the truth is you are a diamond, very precious
Though you left, you taught me great lessons and left me a better man - exquisite
He who finds you, finds a wife and receives favor from the Lord, always love you
Oh darling my heart longing for you, I almost died just for you
BY ANTHONY NGABWE
(TONY THE POET@2014,12,)
When Suns are young and we are born
Not needing shoes to kick the womb
A maze of mirrors, gates to the unknown
Erects us tall blinding hearts with hopes...
And we pretend we know the way
Although there are so many lefts
The rights are few, we change our shoes
The thickness of the Soul.?..depending on the distance...
"I close my eyes, my boots are tearing flesh alive
I have to walk and cry for miles and miles
There is no turning back, the lefts are few
Straight forward? Bullets... Upward? An eagle and the sky...
I fight a desert that's not mine to quench the thirst in few"
A maze of foggy mirrors shatters rhythmically in echoes...
And sons were young when blinded by uniforms and pride
Their stolen boots walk now eternally......for miles and miles....
Mr. Washington I want to know
what would you have to say?
as you gaze upon this land
if you were still alive today
what would be your thoughts
on a nation that lost its way
would you stand and fight?
like on that long ago day?
Mr. Washington would you stand by us?
would you stand by the American Nationalist?
to stand against left wing hate?
rebuttal looney lefts accusation of terrorist?
Is this the country you wanted?
or have they destroyed your vision?
your Constitution no longer applies here
Mr. Washington what would be your decision?
Mr. Washington do you remember Thomas Jefferson?
"it is the right of the people to alter or abolish it, and to institute new government"
now would you still take up arms?
fight the tyrants with pure determinant?
what do you think about uncapped capitalism?
how about a multi racial society rotten to the core?
is this what you mean by all men are created equal?
or are your words obfuscated and what for?
We had gathered 'round the radio, to listen to the fight
A dispute ensued, punches thrown, a bloody fight
Cigarette butts strewn across the floor, some stained in lipstick- red
A broken ashtray by the door where some blood was shed.
By an old typewriter something shiny lay
A gold earring, lost in the fray
It was a helluva fight,
Max throwing lefts
Joe countering with rights
Not to mention our own lefts and rights
But it was Max who wore the crown that night.
Two years later I bought an airline ticket
To see the much anticipated rematch
I thought Schmeling would retain the crown
But my hopes were dashed when Louis ended it in one
A few years later the world was at war
I found myself on a distant shore, fighting the Nazis ......
Blood and gore, horrors of war...
Dead bodies strewn across the fields, stained in crimson red
Broken dreams lay in gutters, where their blood was shed
Sirens scream...demons dream...devils laughing...dirty deeds
Sour seeds...wicked weeds...quicksand...chaos queens
Night falls...day breaks...firey lake...no escape
Seconds...minutes...strike the hour...gone like ghosts
Faces of fire
Hands of Hell...sweating...bleeding
Thoughts of terror...scared and seething
Beasts of burden...Incest...breeding
Smelling...hearing...seeing...disbelieving
Rights...lefts...failure...tests
No way out...only in
Tear the ticket...take the ride
Burning 4ever...drastic and dire
Faces of fire
wars...wastelands...life...death
Plots...plans...mice...men
Rats...roaches...crunching...cracked
Driven...dumped...travelers trapped
Billion roads to ruination
U-turn signs...devistation
Millions...mental masterbation...******...orgies...feasts of flesh
Savage...sex...satan...stretched
Hitmen and hunters...once for hire
Faces of fire
Praying...pleading...begging...beating
Memories...miswired...meaning...moments mispent...too late now to repent
Anger...ashes...doom...dust
Rivers...running...rabbits...rust
Lightning...lips...surging...speaking
Consequences...sowing...reaping
Coldness...creeping...love is leaving
Guilty as charged...end of the trial...feel the heat
Faces of fire
Norfolk city jail light outs I'm thinking
I've been in here 25 days over some B.S on the weekend
it started out with the regular routine
but extreme when this cat tried to shine and gleam
took it to the extreme like he was bout his work
I made his mouth hurt knocked that nigga out his skirt
He shouldn't slept on repetitious rights and lefts
beat him within a inch of death
and jetted up the steps
when the cops crept Oh! Lord this nigga played the hoe roll
how quick a nigga switch from hard core to homo
they asked us questions about the ruckus
simply put he had beef and I had beef we took it all to street justice
his story quickly revised
edit,embedded with lies
embellishments to them more on his side
he said it was me and a group of 1,2 no 3
who beat him maliciously
during a armed robbery
they took our statements and told me to go home
two weeks latter I get scooped by two blue uniforms
with a warrant from the precinct
my cell had the pee stink
they said he was an O.G I cant believe that he finked
There's no I in team, but if you're clever you can a find a "me"
I ran a home-run, and the whole crowd followed my lead... (my parents thought it cute naming me Forrest)
He was counting his doll collection, using the letters of the alphabet, and couldn't make it pass the Y chromosome
I received a two page text and immediately knew its gender... (the majority of it was exclamation points)
That girl's my soul mate... (which means she finds my missing soles in the most peculiar places)
I'd get into the meat of the issue, except I'm a vegetarian
He stepped on a goathead then passed out... (that goat was MAD!)
I saw a shooting star, then ran the other way... (just barely missing Chuck Norris's bullets)
He was just bright-eyed and bushy tailed... had nothing to do with last night's party
It's true, two wrongs don't make a right, but three lefts do
Inspired by Tim Ryerson's poem, Somewhat Twisted Thoughts of the Day
I don’t remember much
but I bet the night was fun
i got into my car
i didn’t think that it was dumb
it was a ten minute drive
i’ve done it before
three lefts
and a right
and id be at my door
unfortunately the rest is still a blur
i woke inside a hospital
with a cop outside my door
i asked him
what happened
why am I here
his voice cracked as he spoke
fighting through tears
he listed three names
it was suddenly clear
my decision to drink and drive
would cost me quite dear
my freedom
my faith
my family
my life
would all perish that night
along with three lives
Born and raised in Aurora Illinois
growing up, like a normal kid always playing with toys
I was always afraid of getting ate by T-REX
I always felt I was next
Growing up was easy, but life became hard
Sad, getting made fun of and getting called a lard
Anger and down, I felt all alone
Sad to say all I had was home
No real friends, just two faced kids
The only thing they cared about was trying to get rid
Rid of me, but I have always wondered why
Maybe they were jealous of Me myself and I
Or maybe scared of what I could do
Better then them, him, her and then you
I was a talented young boy
I felt like the king of Illinois
Just not to many friends but they gave up on me
If only they could see
Six years later it was Osceola, Iowa where I moved
My parents didn't care, they knew I didnt approve
Settled on a farm, I went to school with fear
And for the first time in forever things became clear
This town, this school everything about this place
I felt something, such a warm embrace
I had many friends, so many knew starts
A couple of girls that even stole my heart
My ups and downs, My lefts to rights
A few negatives, a couple of fights
I was finally normal, with a path to explore
Never have I felt like I actually had something to stand for
Growing up was easy, high school was a breeze
Made so many friends, finally felt my heart could not freeze
For once In my life I felt normal
I didnt have to be fake and always dress formal
Nobody cared what I wore or what I did
I finally got to be me and open a lid
A knew me, feels like it has been released
I feel loved, to say the least
Im proud of who I am, what I have become
This is my life in such a short sum