Best Monotetra Poems
Sunlit days I spent on the moor
Sweet Summer heather scents allure
Bathing in waves on Dublin's shore
Aye, Irish lore Aye, Irish lore
Crumbling castles on exhibit
Pricey ticket; warm day visit
Guinness stout without a limit
Tastes exquisite Tastes exquisite
Stung by wild bees in clover leaves
Winded, needed the help of sheaves
Love for Ireland my heart now weaves
And soon it grieves And soon it grieves
Time has come for vacation's end
And Summer's days with Autumn's blend
When I close my eyes and pretend
In dreams I wend In dreams I wend
Using Jared Picketts form Monotetra
Dreamt I was a giant last night
running through Lego City height.
Smashing it to pieces with might.
Such a good fight, such a good fight!
At some point city became real.
And the buildings' pain I could feel.
Big giants standing on the hill.
Punching to kill, punching to kill!
Cleaving off huge chunks of red brick.
Asphalt flying but could not stick!
Smashing through walls with a swift kick.
Wanting this lick, wanting this lick.
It was as real or though it seems
smashing through the walls of my dreams,
trying to break free with loud screams.
No justice deems, no justice deems!
My prison walls are very real.
Wish it would help me to appeal.
My soul grows stagnant with no zeal.
To God I kneel, to God I kneel!
Though we live in different worlds
on a Merry-go-round that twirls.
See diff'rent views as life unfurls.
Tears cold as pearls, tears cold as pearls....
Inspired by Jonathan Taylor and Jared Pickett...
On Halloween the children play,
Dressed in fun costumes they sashay,
Through neighborhoods at dusk of day,
They make their way, they make their way.
Pirates and faeries, witches too,
Zombies and cats meet Scooby-Doo,
Darth Vader, Yoda, ghosts that boo,
Displayed for you, displayed for you.
"Trick or Treat," all the children cry,
Their eyes so bright, excitement high.
When bowls of candy they do spy,
They are not shy, they are not shy.
And when their sacks are full of treats,
Their parents lead them off the streets.
At home they're tucked beneath their sheets.
Next year repeats, next year repeats.
10/4/13
For SKAT's Halloween contest.
~It Is Time~
(The Monotetra)
Time just arrives, and time just goes
And leaves right under our noses
Time is made of, all memories
And it just flows, and it just flows
There is no time for us to lose
With time we can never presume
Time brings us happiness or gloom
And time resumes, and time resumes
Time can be sad, time can be fun
And fills hours right under the sun
Without time nothing can be done
And we can't run, and we can't run
Time is yest'rday, time is today
And time is here for you, me, pray
Accept it, no more to do, yea
Time is to stay, time is to stay.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
January.24.2017
The "Monotetra" is a poetry form or style created by Michael Walker.
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Saved By Jesus Christ Alone~
(Monotetra)
Once a King left His kingdom and throne
To pay what needed be paid by Him alone,
Lord was willing to die for all sins sown,
Make new as shown,make new as shown.
Hearing of salvation plan make many men moan
Make them remember in sin not alone
Here or in Heaven no more have to roam
With God love's known, with God love's known.
Sinner living by His grace, not my own
Be saved by Christ who died for us as shown,
Give it all to God, He hears our cries and groan
With Lord not 'lone, with Lord not 'lone.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013
August.01.2016
-Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
John 14:6 (KJV)
-For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God.
Ephesians 2:8 (KJV )
~Author's Notes:
The "Monotetra" is a poetry form or style created by Michael Walker.
~Saved By Jesus Christ Alone~
(Monotetra)
Once a King left His kingdom and throne
To pay what needed be paid by Him alone,
Lord was willing to die for all sins sown,
Make new as shown, make new as shown.
Hearing of salvation plan make many men moan
Make them remember in sin not alone
Here or in Heaven no more have to roam
With God love's known, with God love's known.
Sinner living by His grace, not my own
Be saved by Christ who died for us as shown,
Give it all to God, He hears our cries and groan
With Lord not 'lone, with Lord not 'lone.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013
November.13.2016
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
~Author's Notes:
"The Monotetra" is a poetry form or style created by Michael Walker.
Here's a great plan for you to follow
And to me this, doesn't ring hollow
If you want your skin, face to glow
And hair will grow,and hair will grow.
Start drinking lots of water each day
And eat lots of vegetables too.
Have plenty fresh fruits they all say.
Do this each day, do this each day.
These steps will be very good for you.
Begin exercise as well too.
Start something you would like to do.
A doctor see, a doctor see.
And make sure you get good-night sleep.
Relax your mind, don't let stress creep.
Strive for joy & great attitude keep.
Have fun don't weep, have fun don't weep.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
November, 13, 2014
Here's a great plan for you to follow
And to me this, doesn't ring hollow
If you want your skin, face to glow
And hair will grow,and hair will grow.
Start drinking lots of water each day
And eat lots of vegetables too.
Have plenty fresh fruits they all say.
Do this each day, do this each day.
These steps will be very good for you.
Begin exercise as well too.
Start something you would like to do.
A doctor see, a doctor see.
And make sure you get good-night sleep.
Relax your mind, don't let stress creep.
Strive for joy & great attitude keep.
Have fun don't weep, have fun don't weep.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October,31,2014
~It Is Time~
(The Monotetra)
Time just arrives, and time just goes
And leaves right under our noses
Time is made of, all memories
And it just flows, and it just flows
There is no time for us to lose
With time we can never presume
Time brings us happiness or gloom
And time resumes, and time resumes
Time can be sad, time can be fun
And fills hours right under the sun
Without time nothing can be done
And we can't run, and we can't run
Time is yest'rday, time is today
And time is here for you, me, pray
Accept it, no more to do, yea
Time is to stay, time is to stay.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
November.04.2015
Unlike tricoleuse knitting room –
I hadn’t much fun by light of moon.
The crows at dawn abated soon.
I fairly swoon – I fairly swoon.
*tricoleuse: One of a number of women who sat knitting while attending public executions during the French Revolution. (3 syllables per Howmanysyllables, but no stressed syllable identified)
Famously referred to in A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens
You pass me by on distant shore
where drought caused forest fires roar
where rivers rise and harsh rains pour
I cry no more, I cry no more.
You witness want on bended knee
Upon the screens of your TV
My children die before they’re free
No hope for me, no hope for me
Your oil hunger, corporate greed
Still planting wars from scattered seed
Creating slaves by forcing need
My heart does bleed, my heart does bleed
The oceans and the mountains call
Pray stop the pain of Eden’s fall
This earth belongs to great and small
For one and all, for one and all
War with nature's a losing one,
it's just like spitting at the sun
No matter what, nature has won.
It is not fun. It is not fun.
Mankind can rape the forests broad,
with axe and chainsaw, trees are sawed,
but they grow back and we are awed.
Deserves a laud. Deserves a laud.
A species has become extinct,
but will arise, one more distinct;
to the old one it will be linked
That is succinct. That is succinct.
The sludge and runoff smother streams,
because of mankind's greedy schemes
and total lack of worthy dreams,
or so it seems, or so it seems.
The latest campaign is fracking,
sets the earth's mantle to cracking;
astute forethought sadly lacking.
I'm not backing! I'm not backing!
Into the oceans, sewers flow,
suffocate the whales' blowhole,
causes massive red tides to grow.
A tale of woe! A tale of woe!
Behind the stable doors of green,
the racing horses can be seen,
quite highly trained, they're strong and lean.
They must be seen! They must be seen!
All working there, they form a team;
the saddles and the bridles gleam.
Race prep'rations are a scheme
to win the cream! to win the cream!
They're waiting for the starter's call,
when they'll be taken from their stall.
They are prepared and none will loll.
The time will crawl! The time will crawl!
Returning from the race just run,
each one has answered starter's gun.
Their hides are gleaming in the sun
and some have won! and some have won!
This umbrella thing is not cool
I feel like such a silly fool
since I'm on my way to the pool
It's not a rule It's not a rule
It's purple satin edged with pearls
Cute when carried by little girls
but too fancy for us squirrels
Yes, it furls Yes, it furls
It doesn't work well with my shape
I might stay drier with a cape
when over my tail it would drape
Like a serape Like a serape
I like that you feed me and yet...
you cause me to worry and fret
I really don't mind getting wet
I'm not a pet I'm not a pet
I don't want to nag or complain
but let me scurry in the rain
A squirrel with an umbrella...
It's so insane It's so insane
A friendship made can often fade
I had one that quickly decayed
Loyalty was just a charade
I was dismayed I was dismayed
My eyes did not at first conceive
the lies her tongue began to weave
Slanderous words that made me grieve
I was naive I was naïve
She criticized me on twitter
Her betrayal left me bitter
What a mean gossiping critter
Won't acquit her Won't acquit her
Cruel, the rumors she had spewed
She needs a change of attitude
A real friend is never that crude
Hateful or rude Hateful or rude
Was upset when double crossed
Then realized nothing was lost
My looks burned her like Winter frost
Friendship tossed Friendship tossed
They day I told her we were through
She said, "I was a friend to you."
I walked away because she knew
It was not true It was not true
From ones like that, I turn away
Devious people who betray
She taunted like a mocking jay
And I, her prey And I, her prey
January 5th, 2021
Watered-Down Juice Contest by Edward Ibeh