Best Prediction Poems

Forget about mortgage or rent.
These days with our paychecks fast spent,
In the future I see 
The hot question will be. . . 
How much for one BIG sturdy tent?


For Carolyn Devonshire's Contest: Economic Woes Limerick...

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Your heart an iceberg
My passion, boiling lava
Deluge predicted!*  
  

© Demetrios Trifiatis
 29 OCTOBER 2014 


*Because of a malefaction three of my poems were deleted
  along with the comments! I repost only PREDICTION just to
  be over the 500 mark. I...

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I love using predictive text on my phallic,
It saves me so much hassle and time.
Just a couple of lettuce then the rest just flows,
Flows in a sweet little rhyme.

I don’t need to learn how to spelt with structure,
Use syntax or even use grandma.
I can type...

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No More Rain (Tim Flannerys Prediction)
by Robert (Bob) Moore

Tim woke up this morning, banged his head against the wall
I once told the people, “no more rain would fall”
so they built a desalination plant, to purify sea water
hope they don’t send me the bill, but I...

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Someday far from now I hope
One must trod alone
While the other gently rests in peace
Beneath an engraved stone...

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Close on the leatherneck well booted, high healed stormy, clip clop,
sans well fashioned faux shod Harvey didst stomp with heavy drop
ping like a furious ogre, and before classes even started 
   this early September 2017 nature maid maelstrom bid adieu 
  ...

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Fifty foot waves cradled the old wooden boat
A doomed speck held on ocean gale breath
About to become splinters at any moment
Hurricane forces understand fragility
A chance for destruction is an option
Two bearded men tumble about on deck
Exchange stories about death
While going over board 
Fishing expeditions are...

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FEATHER PREDICTION

~
~ light ~
sails
a plume
plucked in air
bride traces its fate
whimsical wind commands a waltz
halts in mid-step, releases her waist, lets her down slow
smitten, the pretty lady catches the feather on her white glove, a wedding day kiss

~ 1/26/2017 ~...

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In the year 2319, we can only imagine how and what life will be,
Will there still be families, or just a pooled incensed, breeding sea,
Of writhing, intoxicated humans, clocking in for their lunch hour,
Trying to reproduce and gaining ten more points towards power!

Will mealtimes be...

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Standing here
watching the gold of a greying sunset
It seems to strain a proven tale
already too hard to bear
Gold ringed with greys
is not natural
Grey delaying darkness 
is simply illusion
Colours are not meant to stray,
Illusions to live
Gold is meant to stay true
for each day it conjures
Grey to...

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Charleys prediction

I predicted one mans death,
dead by monday, he was yes,
as i said in casualness,
The heart attack did kill him,
I turned to Crab and this i said,
give up the beer or you are dead,
he went an saw old Doc Fred,
who said you will be dying,
your...

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Prob not a winning vision
tail-end baby boom ain't same
cushiness likely to crash
before there's 'nuff cash

us born 'tween six and seven
are social security
burdens on generations
beyond and unlearned

n'er the less we plant veggies
remembering those wedgies
of innocence unsung youth
hope springs eternal.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Nancy Jones...

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Oh! You’ll be caught 
up in despair,
Tiring impurity, 
appalling aloneness.
The mechanical 
world’s
Swarming cities, 
smelling towns, 
urban’d country.
The world of haste 
and hurry,
Sootheless sit 
and restless recline.
Then nights won’t 
contrast days.
Yes, people will 
wake long nights, 
nevertheless
Not in love! 
And or attend 
the starry skies or
Full...

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SPHINX

you silent riddle
of the lion stars
ancient in mystery 
staring at omega
in a terrible patience
stone eyes are fixed
at civilization fractures 
ground down by hubris 
all human history's here
in these stinging sands 

stone maned lion
symbol of king solitude
patient as a Bedouin
tending his camel
such appetite for code 
unbroken...

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Here I am
Grounded on earth
And, my fate
Hangs in the stars

My future 
Is predicted by people
Who are unsure
Of their own fate

For them,
It is profitable business—
They have absolutely
Nothing at stake

All they have to do 
Is to play with my anxiety
And, I am sure 
To shell out nickels

The...

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