Best Modified Poems
I want to be paid in Silver.
I wish to be paid in Gold.
Understand our fiat Dollars,
Are not being backed by Gold
I don't want your Vaccines.
I don't need your Meds.
I don't want the Government
playing with our Heads.
Government claims we're Non-Conformist.
We won't walk with You.
Look at all the Sheeple.
They don't have a Clue.
They prey on your Medications.
They except Government Vaccines.
All along, they don't Know,
What goes on behind the Scene.
Genetically Modified Organisms.
That means Me and You.
Spread the word to the Uninformed.
For they don't have a Clue.
Is it really We The People?
Or, Corporations who pay to Rule.
Manipulation through the Media.
It's a Mind controlling Tool.
Printing money from thin Air.
It's really getting Old.
It's time for Corporations,
And their Agenda to be Exsposed.
Understand I'm just a Poet.
I'm not being Paid.
Understand, American Voters.
You are being Played.
BIO MODIFIED - SOUTHERN GENTLEMAN
Southern
Being courteous, sentimental, compassionate, helpful to others
I love Jesus, Southern Gospel Music, and Family
It is my plan to buy a new car, travel, and be on my own
Blessed to feel content, at peace, and filled with joy
My fear is not being ambulatory, losing my eyesight and being bedridden
Meet President Trump, restore late model cars, and sing bass in a gospel quartet
I am a resident of the great State of Georgia, one of the original 13 colonies
Gentleman
18 April 2020
For the contest sponsored by Dear Heart
Passionate,
an impressionist writer, oil painter, and a loving role model grandmother.
I love the creativeness, easy-going, and wit of the friends I love.
Ideas of trying Yoga, Zumba, and host a girl's bunco night.
My soul feelings are an inspirational drive, love, and forgiving.
My biggest fears, are loneliness, lightning, breakdown on the freeway.
I would like to shop, melt in someone's arms, and dance until I drop.
Resident of the biggest state, the Lone Star State of Texas.
Romantic...
3/28/2020
Bio Modified Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Romantic
teacher, writer, fitness enthusiast and self-proclaimed movie critic
who loves family, friends, and food,
I play with words, explore interesting/controversial topics and celebrate life;
feel grounded in my Earth sign, zealous in my goals, and happy in my solitude;
fear having unresolved issues, becoming helpless in old age or suffering pain; would like to regain perfect health, take a family cruise and visit faraway friends.
Homesick for Iowa, I’ve resided 3/4 my life now, however, in the Beehive state -
Realist
March 29, 2020
Contest: Bio Modified Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Solitary
Cloud watcher, tea drinker, dog walker, cat napper
I love summer twilight, dawn fog, and banana cream pie
I believe hype is trite, compliments are contagious, and love is homemade
I feel tangled, fragile, and tentative
I fear unwashed hands, unheard words, and unforeseen consequences
I want to feed a giraffe, ride in a carriage, and sleep in a castle
I reside on the side of feathered hope
Scribbler
4/4/20
For 'Bio Modified' contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Shared 1st Place
BIO MODIFIED – CONCEITED IMPOSTER
Conceited
A poet a playwright, an actor and dreamer.
I love my reflection, a challenge, applause.
I’ve thought of a screenplay, a sit-com and novel.
I feel I am perfect, a genius, appealing.
I fear I’ll be wrong on all three of those feelings.
I’d like to write music, to sing and to dance.
A resident of dreamland, I don’t have a chance.
Imposter
31st March 2020
Bio Modified contest
Sponsor - Dear Heart
Have grocery stores become delivery systems?
Bearing insidious alterations in organ function?
I asked my local grocer-
"Please show me the labelling of GMO products you carry"
His reply-
"I'm not responsible for the content you consume"
My reply-
"Fair enough, who is"
His reply-
"Way above my pay grade, buddy"
My reply-
"Then your response is...buyer beware?"
His reply-
"Your words, not mine"
From that moment I decided, food
....is the new wild west
Visionary,
I am imaginative, adventuresome, dramatic and funny,
Bob, my hubby I love, writing and birdwatching next,
ideas of mentoring new writers, teaching and dreaming,
feelings of contentment, positivity and hope,
fear of heights, monsters in my closet and being alone,
a bucket list of writing a novel, traveling and antiquing,
a resident of the Potato State,
Wordsmith
We've been floating through the years
Just you and me my dear
Without a worry on our minds
Or a watch to keep the time
Yet we question of a time long gone
When the long forgotten speak
Their minds
And we let ours go in time
How will you answer
My love
Will you trust in your beloved
Or look to the stars above
As the days roll by
I wonder why
Which will
Which will you try
THE STEADFAST LOVER'S QUERY
True, I remain--
Fear sparring Passion--
Which mountain is too steep?
Victoria Anderson-Throop (c)
December 8, 2012
Empath
A rookie poet,quote lover,business oriented,college student
Who loves her pet dogs,fond of Korean pop music and addicted to reading manga
Concomitant of someone’s joy is your joy,Art is a dormant talent in all,Love is life
I feel safe in my own space,content with my loving family,thankful to my creator
Terrified of snakes,the unknown and being forgotten by those I cherish
I desire to make my parents proud & happy,explore the world,eat kimchi in Seoul
Resident of a village cushioned between diamond mines,my country’s finest!
Pluviophile
I see you around school
Hoping you think I’m cool
Trying to not be a fool.
I look in your eyes
And I die in side
Because I’m so shy to say how I feel
It’s so unreal
The beauty that runs through my mind
Makes me think I’m blind.
Because I’m focused on one thing.
And that’s a daughter of a king.
Wanting to be the one to give you a ring.
But I’m a weird guy who thinks he can sing.
You have beauty inside out
Without a doubt
That’s what I’m threatened about
I don’t like to tap out
So at times I may black out
I don’t want to give up on my dreams
I respect the marines.
But my dream is to be with you
I want to stick to you like glue
Maddison this is hand written just for you
Wishing one day you’ll be mine.
You’re the sun that shines.
I may not be perfection
But I’ll be your protection.
I hope I’m not coming on too strong.
I’m sorry that this note is very long.
I’m sorry when I’m rude.
That just means I want food.
I love your attitude.
You think I’m being creepy
I hope I’m not too cheesy.
I don’t know why God would allow an angel to walk on this planet
Most guys only want one thing in high school
And it’s really disrespectful
As for me I’m different
If I ever get the chance
I’d probably show you how bad I can dance
Id treat you like a lady
That sounds crazy
But the truth is I’m not lazy
I act like a goof ball
The truth is I fall
Like I’m drinking alcohol.
With your long dark hair, and beautiful smile
I really hope you don’t think I’m a juvenile
Like my friend Kyle.
I’m definitely not the smartest.
I’m definitely not the largest.
You’re the coolest regardless.
I hope you’re not uncomfortable
Trust me I would hate to make you miserable
If you don’t like poetry
I’m sorry this is the only fun way I can speak honestly.
Again I’m sorry if I’m rude
Writing this I just slipped on an ice cube.
You should know who I am.
You’re the type of girl that I would call a Grand slam
I don’t really know how to show emotions
Even when I almost made an explosion.
You are the type of girl any guy would be lucky to have
You are the type of girl guys wished they had
You are the type of girl guys would never forget if they lose
They’ll get the blues
I would tell you my name
But I’m too shy to explain
My lady
I hope someday I can call you my baby
Silence they say is golden and quite glittery
All it ever brings is pain and total misery
Everyone wants to be proved right
But none wants to be left out in love
A fresco of wasted dreams
A collage of aspirations cast in streams
Silence I hear is golden yet so deafening
I try to speak it’s always a squabbling
Really scared to disturb the peace
Tried to piece back one good piece
It was only a wink in the dark
The pendulum did not swing back
Watched love in profile take a dive
Settled with the ripples of lies and unlusty lives
Silence I see is golden and so so dazzling
Autumn’s child came cool and strong
A blink all green in me was gone
Oh! The peals of heart break and it stings
If I could detach my manhood and cry for a moment
If I could reach back and erase that moment
I walked up and said “how do you do”
Twice I loved thrice she lied
Can this justify my disposition?
Kindly lace my Valium with deprivian
Kindly deprive me of this oblivion
So I could wake up to you
Lay what is left on you
Time tells if these would all come true.
Logophile
A talk therapist, a friend, an amateur poet and an introvert
In love with a smile, eyes and languages
With the ideas for images, photography and calligraphy
To palliate the feelings of low, listless and lonely
Aggravated by the fears of walls, sufferings and inhumanity
That makes me like to travel, speak and love
Aided by being a resident of India, the land of six seasons
Listener
April 15, 2020
Bio Modified Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Independent, as a traveler, writer, speaker and helping others,
I can show my creative, beauty and love.
More books, more poems to write as I travel to more sites.
I am bursting with ideas, dreams and things to see,
I like to say, I fear not but am concerned about Life, health and loving.
sailing with a drink and a sunset might get me to,
my heavenly residence sooner than later.
Traveler..........
Date Written: 3/31/2020
3 Place Bio Modified Contest Judged:4/25/2020 Sponsored by: Dear Heart