Best Poetic Justice Poems

As legend has it, there lived Bai Balkhash, a rich man
In the North regions of the then Soviet Kazakhstan
Had a beautiful daughter Ili who was without her Smiley
So Balkhash held a feast with a contest to win Ili.

Ili, loved a shepherd called Karatal and easily...

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I landed in Poet's Court
Caught me speeding in my Sonnet
They judged it a rhyme crime
According to the officer's pentometer
I was doing 50 in a 25 word zone
I'm pleading for comma relief
Hoping to be released to free verse
Under supervision of course
Fortunately there's no sentencing in poetry
Maybe...

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A poet's flowing poems uplift the souls
     of men and sing of legends small and great,
     of knights and lords, of fiefdoms, and of fate,
of kings, and pontiffs in ungodly roles!

Long, long ago, these popes, desiring control,
...

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When mocking a rival with mask
Prepare to be taken to task
For you may look dumb
When your test results come
And the public has questions to ask.

Is it simply, as you have made clear,
Like a flu that will just disappear
Or will you, like your speech,
Try injecting some...

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I look inside you
I step inside then
Well, well, look what I find here

Is this place Hell 
Where my steps have led me
She calls me the Devil
Well that sounds just like him

Comteplations of direct hits
Night Marches regardless
If I’m the Archer or the target
Your still a part...

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Choked by the incense of poetic justice,
I volunteered to be slain for the betterment of humanity.
The paintings of my ink on white sheet were witnesses,
When in Abuja, I drew my poetic daggers,
Against a twin bomb blast that left separated Limbs of men bleed with acrimony.
Eyes...

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POETIC JUSTICE

There was an old man from Fontaine
Who walked with aid of a cane
One night he was mugged
By a wannabe thug
In the graveyard, the thug was lain


11 April 2018

For the contest sponsored by Viv Wigley...

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When stretched forever is my day                   
I while the empty hours away               ...

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The lawyer's named Julius
a veritable ebriosus
(in Queen's English:  perm'nently pissed)
he takes a last swig
gives a belch as of pig
from the bench: "Ouch!  Again I have missed!"

"Your Worship!  Your Honor!
virtuous your manner
that you're fair we humbly agree
but the bribe you are bleedin'
is well...

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This nation, this grand experiment in freedom, is lost. 
We are in debt to nations that have never had freedom 
And we are to blame. That great silent majority that did not vote. 
and all those representatives that allowed us to fail. 
A friend called...

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“POETIC JUSTICE” (VIRTUE OVER VICE)

Virtue over vice—who will pay the price
Ironic twists of fate are flawed if virtue does not equal reward
Logic needs to triumph—to beat and defeat
The tragedy of treachery that strives to cheat and repeat

Try to see outside myself and understand the eyes
To...

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A pickpocket named Dodger
lived to become an old codger,
alas a walking stick and heaps of pain
his getaway speed sadly on the wane.

© Harry J Horsman  2010...

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Poetic Justice
is what I waiting for
I won't hold my breath...

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I thought I'd have a scar,
a line of smooth, pink skin
to rub like a worry stone.
But now I see the scar is yours.
It's my hand print
burned into your skin....

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Visualize my children and you shall look
Upon the voyage of Captain James R. Cook;
It was the eighteenth of January in Seventeen Seventy-Eight;
Hardly a Hawaiian can forget the Date;
What befell upon the Islands was a terrible Fate.

During the Makahiki festival, Cook was thought to be Lono;
He...

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