Best Ore Poems

When my parts are no longer my sum
    When I come undone
    I will be iron as blood no more

    Rust in peace



6/12/2020...

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No way!
am I a
pessimist,
a realist,is what
I say-
I am
not an ass,
donkey maybe
definitely,male not
a lass-
I talk
very slow,
but this I know
fresh sweet carrots help my
words flow-
slowly
one by one,
this pleasing drawl
holds all my many fans,
in thrall

Brian Strand...

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Love fires one’s soul
Love
Lord...

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HER EAGERNESS TO SPEAK
ENCOURAGES HIM
TO PURSUIT HER
WHAT WE LACK IN LONGEVITY
MIGHT WE GAIN FROM TRUST
THAT THESE TOGETHERS ARE THE
DOORSTEP FOR OUR TOMORROWS
MIGHT I SOW MY SEEDS
AMONG THESE CRUMBLING STONES
THAT THEY SHALL GROW AND BE NUTRIMENT
FOR OUR TOMORROWS...

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Just you
Know
Love
Lord...

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burrow of silence,
empty links worn - crimson flaws;
fearing bare hallow lone tracks-
veering with precision...
             to reveries of persian ore




SECOND EDITION OF WAYRA Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette OnClaud
Written: August 13, 2019...

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There once was a woman, "Plus sighs"
Who was known for her "Hungry Eyes"
Although she loved food
She soon had a brood
By switching to group exercise! *


*When the French discovered a land
teeming with food, grapes, and beautiful
women, they shouted, "Orgie en!"
which British censors translated as,
"The gold is...

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I met them at work,
Dressed perfect for this art—
Crop tops that teased,
And curves played their part.

They were mining,
The rarest of ores—
Soft as glass,
Pure as stars.

No shovels in hand,
Just allure and sway.
Bodies bare, daring to be
The "baddies" of the day.

A man desperate to find,
Something pure, something...

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