Best Portable Poems
It's funny
How did a computer
A silly computer
A flat screened computer
Become my obsession?
I wake up
There it is
Waiting
Begging
Inticing
"Turn me on"
"play with my buttons"
I look at the bright screen
Remembering the Poltergeist warning
"Don't go into the light"
But it's so pretty!
I'm sure I'll be alright
Eyes see
Pupils dilate
Pulse quickens
As my fingers tap feverishly on keys
Traveling to different places with ease
Wondering
Who else sees
Images like these
Hers and hims and other me..s
Infected by their computer disease
Friends I connect with
Around the clock
Ticking while I'm talking
And wrestling with a sock
Late for work again
What a shock
A cup of coffee
on the keyboard spilled
My glowing obsession
is sadly killed
Emotional me
With remorse I'm filled
Then I pause until I'm chilled
I reach for my smart phone
Thankfuly I'm OK
I can keep in touch anyway
Here in my pocket
I have a way to play
A portable flat screened obsession
I can access night and day!
For Carol's Computer Contest.
Categories:
portable, computer, parody, people,
Form:
The Paths We Choose
by Edmund Siejka
When I was a young writer
I read all the greats
Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Yeats, James Joyce
And so on
I could write like them I said
So I felt good about myself
And wrote a play
In the heat of August, 1976.
Beating the lines on an old portable typewriter,
Rubber mat placed under its steel frame,
To keep from annoying the neighbors
But the walls in the East Village were thin
And next door guessed
What are you doing writing a novel?
She asked
I kept typing
And the rejections piled up
It was then I realized that I was attempting the near impossible
So I stopped.
Something came over me
I started writing again in 1992
Two unpublished novels
And inevitably
The mailman would trudge up the front steps
Lips pursed in a tight, thin line
Rejections coming in like a winter storm
I poured over each one trying to decipher their true meaning
But it was no use.
I wrote a poem in 2009
To my surprise it was accepted
Followed by an email from the editor
Requesting more of my “stuff”.
Someone recommended that I give a reading
At a local library
Start small they advised.
And so I found myself
In a crowded room of poets and strangers
When my name was finally called
I approached the podium
Determined and focused.
After reading my piece
I searched
The audience for their reaction
Waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Categories:
portable, life,
Form:
Narrative
Summer comes and goes with this guy's timely presence
The kids chase after the van much as dogs after a cat
Elusive though he is, we swear to run him down
For a few simple dollars money does buy happiness
His age old chimes ring the friendly bells
A welcomed euphony however short it is
The reminder of oral ecstasy start kids pleading to their parents
For five dollars they can bring their daddy back one too!
Tantalizing tongues going around town with his music astir
Making us drool in the same Pavlovian way
A mid afternoon snack for the children so good
And a promise they'll eat spinach at five o'clock
Passed from the man in the white shirt and hat
To the children who stand on tippy toes for ice cream cones
As they struggle to reach over the table between the two
They count their blessings when it doesn't spill
Two scoops of heaven and celestial sounds
Traveling countless areas of interest
Even his portable freezer cannot keep
Our hearts from melting for him
Categories:
portable, life, love, children,
Form:
Free verse
I love you rain
Come at me
With your sparkling
Diamond splashing
Water baguettes
Diamondize me
Lick me with your
Splishering diamond joys
I love you rain
Come at me
With your portly portable pumping poetry
Flitter pitter patter buoying boosty banter
Pouring snoring, roaring soaring, jumping jets
Splitting swishing swashbuckling glitzy gorgeous glitterama
Blinging blanging clanging gluey golden glory
Air cleansing wooing wooshing wooting wind friend story
I love you rain
Come at me
With your dancing
Deftly dangling diamonds
Unfurl glowing skies
Flights of soothing cries
Your micro thunder
Kiss parade bluster
Skywide rosary seeds
Natures prayer leads
Meditation chi gong traffic
Micro hugs of time's fabric
I love you rain
Come at me
With your awe inspiring
Diamond light cracking crackling kisses
That sharpen, brighten, spin, shower, empower
The kaleidoscopic bright lips of faceted light!
Nurture us all, fill us all, with your connected inside out love!
Load us up with your resilient diamond fiber winks & glows
Quiet slinging sure serene silent super strength that guides the cosmos
I love you rain
Come at me
By Davieo, David Rothchild
Categories:
portable, 8th grade, angel, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
There once was a little covered bridge
At a brook nearby when I was young
I’d travel there with a picnic
I wanted to be in some far away land
The brook carried my stories away
Now, the memories welded, remain
Watching the little fish swim…
Listening to my portable pink radio…
Sitting near the tall pine grove…
As if this covered bridge was mine
At least those days I went there,
It was in a way, for a short time
My location of peace, I’d pretend was home
Maybe now in memory, it has found its place
To be just that, as my mind rewinds and returns
To a pleasant vision that is never forgotten
And a brook that still sings my life’s song
Heidi Sands
11/30/22
Categories:
portable, appreciation, peace,
Form:
Free verse
Mighty Mercury
Alert then aloof, snuggly warm then colder
His rangy legs spring to hitch a ride on our shoulder
Lifting our hearts to elation
He’s our portable vacation
We cherish Mercury more each day we grow older
Categories:
portable, appreciation, cat, humor,
Form:
Limerick
back in my day
there was no technology
nothing like nowadays
the calculator was
considered cheating
in math class
in my day girls got hauled
into the principal's office
for wearing their skirts too short
we also had bullies and troublemakers
who started all the rumors
but thankfully we had no facebook
in my day essays were
neatly written in long hand
on lined paper ~ no computers
in my last year of highschool
I got a portable typewriter
I felt so grown up
I rather liked school it turned out
so I moved away to university
and lost touch with people I knew
it was before email and networking
years later I tried to reach out to a few but most girls
moved or got married and changed their names
feels like a hundred years ago ~
AP: 3rd place 2021
Posted on May 17, 2021
Categories:
portable, growing up, nostalgia, school,
Form:
Free verse
I'd love
to hold your palms
but i don't know
would you
I'd love
to fall in love
but i don't know
where are you
how can
the eye miss
what it never
saw
there's a place
that i really
don't know
be my
portable home
come on
let's go
with your heart
in my chest
who needs
a compass
with my arms
around your
waist
sure wouldn't
want to haste
let the eye
caress
blind me with
that almost
enough excess
let the palms
make love
purity is
witnessed
from up above
let the lips hug
a scene that
will make haters
from defeat
shrug
will never be
there
with my arms around
your waist
i sure wanna go
nowhere
can't you see
with you in
my sights
I've arrived
with your heart
in my chest
we've survived
destination was
just an alibi
to have you by
my side
the road is no one's
friend
it's just a ride
every man writes
his own end
some pack
some write a letter
to send
every man writes
his own end
tamer hossam
Copyright © tamer hossam | Year Posted 2020
Categories:
portable, crush, devotion, emotions, girl,
Form:
Verse
Dear Fellow Soupers, I see why the Chef doesn't like the Library I have to leave now but I will be back tomorrow and finish my Soup Mailing. For those of YOU who are waiting for a Soup Mail I will tell You the purpose of the mail (I will still Soup Mail You)
Quote from the Chef - "I am not walking around with tubes up my nose and a mask on my face" My request is for Harry's Family- Poetry Soup to make him promise to use his Portable Oxygen Tank. Chef is assuming I will not run to the doctors and tell them he is not using it He may be right If he asks me to write to any of the responses Positively I know Harry won't break his word to his Family Respectfully Yours, Kenny A Fledgling Poet
Categories:
portable, family,
Form:
Mirror, Mirror…
by Odin Roark
Mirror, mirror off the wall,
who’ve you seen the most craven
of them all?
How portable your travels,
from storefront windows,
to dead-quiet water surfaces,
you remain vanity’s evil sister.
We thrust our egos willingly,
even as we treat you as a non-entity,
a mere reflective surface,
yet…
Your nocturnal savvy--
your ability to slip into our dreams,
to shake the very foundation
of our arrogant consciousness,
our daytime persona of reality,
our screaming reflection,
muffled by REM periods of
answers to questions
we dare not ask during consciousness--
is so perceptive.
So shaken are we upon waking,
our mirrors of self-image we dare not face,
now indelibly imbedded in our inherent wandering,
a revealing only we know.
We start another day.
We pass more storefront windows,
gaze into our morning black coffee,
perhaps a walk through Central Park
passing the mirror-like duplicity of the lake,
realizing inertia and purpose are incompatible.
Our desk top monitor,
the boss’s glass enclosed family portrait,
the spit shine of a supervisor’s shoes,
even the toilet bowl in revealing light,
there we are.
Perhaps we need come at these reflections sideways,
these environments of foreboding shadow,
where we might sneak a view of our shortcomings,
see hidden truth and know it’s okay to ask
questions we are afraid to posit.
But…
Perhaps that’s only possible after we
avoid completely the reflective surfaces
as friend,
as us,
as truth,
as the one we deem as real,
opting instead for the inner person
the non-reflective entity only we know,
the person who knows a reflection
is but a surface defense.
Mirror, mirror…
Categories:
portable, self, vanity,
Form:
Free verse
Copyright 2014 A.D., ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
By Thomas Lam Hsi Andress (TLH ANDRESS)
THE 'AUDACITY' OF DISCLOSURE!!!
Thomas Hsi
1 second ago
This VERY SONG is the VERY REASON that I KEEP HOPING that LOVE WILL ONE DAY...'MAYBE'...FIND ME...as 'SHE'...finds...ME! After I was 'DELIVERED' by 'URSULA'...on APRIL 23, 1959 A.D., as a 'LILY-WHITE' MALE CHILD, but raised as an 'ASIATIC,' though I would go on to BECOME A MENTAL AND PHYSICAL 'SUPER-MAN' in that I would accomplish so many 'AMAZING' things in my 55 year-lifetime ( 70 mph 'ACCELERATED-RUN,' 378 lbs. 'ONE-ARM' DUMBELL CURL, 878 lbs. 'ONE-HAND' DEADLIFT, over 300 'ORIGINAL or IMPROVED GOURMET-QUALITY' FOOD RECIPES, 'WORLD'S FINEST POET, POETIC LYRICIST, ATTORNEY (AVVO-DISTINGUISHED, 14 OF MY 26 MEMOS WOULD GO BEFORE THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, WITH THE 'SUPER-MAJORITY' OF THE CASES BEING DECIDED ALONG THE LINES IN WHICH I HAD CONCLUDED), VALEDICTORIAN AT EVERY MAJOR UNIVERSITY AROUND THE WORLD (based on 'Test Scores' at the University of Southern California and the University of Hawaii), the 'WORLD'S HIGHEST LSAT-TEST SCORE,' the 'WORLD-VALEDICTORIAN' LAW-GRADUATE (as McGEORGE SCHOOL OF LAW was the 'MOST DIFFICULT CLASS EVER FOR THAT PARTICULAR YEAR,' 'ORIGINATOR' OF THE PUBLIC ADDRESS, PORTABLE, RADIO-DEVICE WHICH WOULD LEAD JAPAN TO DEVELOP THE MODERN KARAOKE-MACHINE, and lead SOUTH KOREA TO DEVELOP THE HIGH-DEFINITION TELEVISION, 'MELON-STYLE' DRINKS, the 'SOLELY-RESEARCHED, WRITTEN, EDITIED, COPIED, AND DISTRIBUTED' 5 and 1/2 PAGE COMPRESSED OUTLINE FOR DETERMINING WHAT A CONFORMING AND NON-CONFORMING RESALEABLE LOAN IS, along with a PROPOSAL FOR DAWN FINANCIAL, where the 'EQUITY-VALUE' OF AN OLDER-HAWAIIAN REAL PROPERTY INTEREST, could be REALIZED UPON BY RELEASING THE BUILT-UP 'EQUITY,' the development of a 'PROGRESSIVE-STYLE' BETTING SYSTEM at the WHEEL OF FORTUNE and ROULETTE TABLE (first used by Me at the MGM GRAND HOTEL & CASINO in RENO, NEVADA), 'DEVELOPER' OF THE 'FAST-OUTBOARD-MOTORBOAT,' with a 'SCOOP-VECTOR,' the 'MULTI-DIRECTIONAL SCOOP-VECTORING-SYSTEM,' the 'SWIVEL-WIND-FAN-SYSTEM' (with various 'FAN DESIGNS,' including the 'MULTI-DIRECTIONAL-OBLIQUEST-DESIGN,' a 'PROPOSED-DESIGN' for a SPACE-SHUTTLE which solves the 'O-RING' PROBLEM.
Categories:
portable, baby, proposal,
Form:
Ballad
Radio free State of Deseret 3 July 2118, 6 PM Salt Lake Time
International news first.
27 Zionist terrorists leaders were beheaded in the Caliphat of Palestine yesterday after their failed attempt to establish a third state of Israel in Jerusalem during Rhamadan.
One of the last two remaining members of the European Union, France, decided to secede after the other remaining member, Germany, forcibly annexed neighboring Austria after a surprise attack last night. Experts think the attack on Austria was to gain thousands of hectares of undepleted uncontaminated topsoil, and to find a place to deport all the refugees Germany has taken in from the Kurdistan-Turkey-Syria conflict.
After six months of street fighting, Anglo-Canadian forces finally captured the last of the Quebec Libre forces in Montreal. Surviving members of the Libre forces offered only token resistance, as most were near starvation from the blockades.
Several promising oil fields have been identified in the Amazon River Valley of Brazil. Indigent natives had already left the area after the last of the rain forests had been plowed-under to grow sugar crops to make ethanol for fuel.
Venezuela and the Latino Free State of Texas are competing for contracts to drill.
Regional news.
Tomorrow marks what would have been the 342nd anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence of the former United States of America. It also marks the 42nd anniversary of the simultaneous nuclear attack by North Korea and Iran on 7 major coastal cities of the USA during America's tricentennial celebrations, which precipitated the schisms in North America today.
The Deseret Volunteer Guard and Air Force successfully defended the kingdom against a new wave of attacks by gangs, pirates, and sexual deviants that tried to infiltrate via Las Vegas into what used to be Zion National Park.
The Prophet's Safety Council wants to remind all faithful member-citizens to avoid exposure to direct sunlight, to always carry your portable water decontamination kits and air filter masks with you, and to compost all plant materials and use your compost in your sheltered Victory Greenhouses.
Keep the Faith. Radio free State of Deseret signing off.
In One Hundred Years poetry contest
3 June 2018.
Categories:
portable, allegory, america, anniversary, cancer,
Form:
Free verse
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Notes:
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please be assured that your right to bear arms is
guaranteed by the Second Amendment to the
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- In memory of the La Vegas shooting victims –
Categories:
portable, grief, horror, perspective, political,
Form:
Political Verse
Out west, near Black Hills, over South Dakota way,
On land where layered rocks records eons before –
Some thieves rode the badlands that hot steamy day.
Rough riding rustlers raided a ranch; stole a boar.
Those thieves took, tackle, grain, food, and wine grapes.
Two rife and rifled cowboys planned to settle the score!
Rugged and fearless with sweat on hot napes,
They rode where the rattlers and bull snakes call home.
Both galloped fast and hard … must not let thieves escape.
But they stopped with their horses when they saw bison’s roam.
Felt stillness; saw vastness; amazed, each life reshapes.
The wilderness teaches with its silent, “Shalom.”
Paused, distantly viewing weird-wonderful shapes.
Great towers of fossils that give wildlife a home.
Two soul-searching cowboys ponder nature’s landscapes.
While prairie dogs and cottontails run for the loam,
The bobcats and vultures look down on the plains.
And turtles stay still in their portable home.
The Bighorns and badgers walk gullies in rains.
Meadowlarks sing songs while pretty pronghorns prance.
There, valleys hide critters in flowers and grains.
It’s a desolate land; so, it seems at first glance.
Plenty of majestic views extending for miles,
Masking deadly dangers that stalk the great expanse.
But back on the ranch families stock up woodpiles,
They tend to the gardens, feed chickens, and cows.
Their work is quite hard but they manage with smiles.
The villains still steal and the farmers push plows.
But two soul-searching cowboys made Heavenly vows.
Copyright October 12, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Cowboys in the Badlands -
Sponsor Isaiah Zerbst
Categories:
portable, conflict, nature, science, spiritual,
Form:
Terza Rima
Experiment, the worth of kings,
no bonafide adventuring
not impinge, glory, noticing,
the trial of "over" ~ SING, BUT SING!
And over, 'til the mode be right,
that last decision, still up tight.
I've felt it oft, all nerves on edge,
have gone too far, my reasons dredge!
It is Inventing, cant resign,
the pulse of difference is my rhyme,
I'll just dive in, for one more time,
then still dig in, this idea's mine!
What closer skill can Man divine,
than right to change, with purpose fine,
not to relinquish my own kind
but build with vision, some new find!
To heal some soul . . . . from mortal bind!
Working with Inventors from the Midwest, some Immigrants, some of the ideas we saw become developed were ~ The radial tire, the round swing, round hay bale,
vise-grip, portable phone, highway breakers, tarps for Semis, ethanol plants, water cleaning equipment, faux diamonds, negative ion air machines, compost ideas, turn signals for autos. We worked on Patents in Omaha, Nebraska ~ Inventors from Denmark, etc. Ideas built America, Corporations like Sears Roebuck, helped the little guy. Let's get America back to those "ideals!"
Categories:
portable, adventure, dream, freedom, imagination,
Form:
Monorhyme