Best Loot Poems
“Come here,” she said
She held the mirror up to him
He looked beyond his eyes
The sum of all within
Years that had passed by
“Come here,” he said
He held the mirror up to her
She looked beyond her smile
Windows broken shards of glass
Green bottles on the walls
Numbers blurred
Two lovers now hold hands
together they will fall
Love in the Wintergarten
In Autumn secret notes are written
red leaves fading under foot
The Kissing Loop
now planted it takes root
The wind it whispers
wet lips lush seek sacrilege together
tongues are swords of flame
that cut the burning frost
Two lost heroes
Confederate ghosts
that moan but never rush
Inside, the keys are a hidden truce
What is never spoken
is the Truth
Love is the currency
Lust, Love's bound and captured loot
(LadyLabyrinth/November 2018)
1. Lamb - "In Binary"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mp7m5-e42RE
"She loves me for the way I never leave her ... and I love her for the thousand secret ways she makes me stay".
You only live once, but you're born twice.
Only to be taken from this Earth a single time;
and that's a gift due to his sacrifice.
Real talk; no chaser, you know I'm right.
The foolish are sober ignorants, I'd rather be intoxicated by life.
You live for the moment in time. I walk forming a legacy.
Knowing I have one chance to tap into my destiny.
Recently, you figured out we're only surviving.
I guess everyday's a new discovery
and we're all scuba-diving.
Somewhere under the depths, searching for peace;
but even after 20,000 leagues...you're mind can't find the silence.
Killing yourself over materials!
I call this self-incorporated violence.
How cold is your necklace? Studded diamond white.
Is it the same chill you feel when your body gives up the ghost in the night?
Forever ingrained into the spirit of mankind
is your soul, and your shoe collection...you have to leave behind.
You only live once; so why not? When you going to do it again?
Til you wake up at Heaven's door, naked, wondering how to get in.
I’m daughtering in place and it’s a full time job.
I'm a posable figurine, like a barbie for my mom.
She's been shopping in a frenzy, to fill the empty hours.
I think we have an Amazon truck dedicated to our house.
I needed another closet so we took my sister's room
It looks like a Dior outlet-store or maybe King Tut's tomb.
"I think you've gotten carried away," I said to her last night.
Looking at all the loot arranged, she said, "you may be right."
the reason you
I want for you
it’s more loot
should be happy
don’t complain
it’s well
it’s well thing for you
How the police acted was a terrible thing
to that unsuspecting citizen named Rodney King.
What they did on that video was definitely not right.
I don’t blame you for getting up to fight.
This incident has caused rioting through the night.
Well, we are no strangers to states of war.
My family had to endure it some two generations before.
They all went through a living hell
when those communists crossed the thirty-eighth parallel.
After the fighting stopped, they left Seoul, Korea.
My mother and father settled down here in America.
They opened a store right here in Los Angeles.
We have been living decently because of this.
If you try to loot my store, I give you fair warning.
We will defend our property all night until morning.
Attempt it, and your soul will be bound for heaven.
I will give you a taste of my Magnum three fifty-seven.
We can take care of ourselves. It won’t be hard
There is no need for the police or National Guard.
Do you know what we can do to any foolish lummox?
We can have you shipped to Pyongyang in a pine box.
Boot loot
Far star
Fun run
For soar
Bright light
Go Joe
There once was a girl who loved Halloween,
often, she was a witch or fairy queen;
she planned carefully her route,
and how to increase her loot;
but after eating the lot she went green !
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October 11, 2020
Poetry/Limerick/10/10/7/7/10, aabba/Halloween Loot
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1294-335-03
All rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, Halloween Inspired Limerick
sponsor, Tania Kitchin
Second Place
Target k ghar k aju baju tenants k roop me bandy rakhvao.
Target ki taaq me raho.
Moqa miltay hi target k ghar ghus jao.
Moqa na milay to kisi bahany darvaza khulvao.
Kaam tamam kartay hi nikal jao..
The success of an assailant's attack depends on surprise.Bruce lee
I’ve got a massive bag of cash
I found it lying in my trash
And though it seems a little rash
I bought a car that’s proper flash
But then a man that had a gash
From his lip, through his moustache
And ending by his left eyelash
Told me that he wants his stash
The tattoo on his head said ‘SMASH!’
His fist was raised and set to bash
I tried to make a rapid dash
But tripped and came down with a crash
He had a gas can, splash, splash, splash
His aim I’d have to call mish mash
He soaked himself, oh, what a hash
I flicked a match and now he’s ash
Written: 18 August 2021
Contest: Your Best Monorhyme Contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula
had been cute law suit
need lawyer who is astute
requiring much loot
when pleasant pursuit
of what was a lot of loot
while rapids would shoot
Not hoot
Nor loot
Root moot
Hello good morning
It's time to get this money
I'm going to shine
(Boy)
The heart of loot mine,you laugh.
You do not even understand my love.
Say why do so,
for what so many,stunned?
Do not I like you now?
Or you die now on somebody else
The heart of loot mine,you laugh.
You do not even understand my love.
(Girl)
Do not say so.
Do not let us lie with you.
One of your love now you except.
Do not add anybody to us.
We love you but are only a little afraid.
By finding your love,we,,
Thank you for God.
when he wore his suit
always looked awfully cute
which would cost much loot