Best Questions Poems
I was changing a tire and the neighbor walked by
Stood and looked a while, then he said Hi
Got a flat? he asked and this made me grin
I said no, just changing the old air and putting new stuff in.
Was coughing and sneezing. My throat was on fire
Got a bad cold? My wife did inquire
No, it's not really bad. It is a good one
I love watery eyes and watching my nose run.
I was on a bus and on my newspaper I sat
The guy next to me asked "Are you reading that"
I said yes. Reading through your butt is all the new rage.
Then I stood up and turned the page.
Dentist hit a nerve and I came up out of the chair
Did that hurt? He asked as though he really did care.
I said no, there was a spiritual woman I used to date
And she was teaching me how to levitate.
I hit a pothole with my car one night
It made such a loud noise it gave my wife a fright
Didn't you see it she began to cry
Of course I did. I hit it. Didn't I.
Once I tripped on one of my little guy's toys
Fell down the stairs and my wife heard the noise
Did you miss a step? She screamed from the hall
I said "No Dear, I think I hit them all."
trying to do
the things I adore
where did my hours all go
sometimes for hours
I work on a poem
what do I have to show
counting my carbs
and calories too
why is weight loss so slow
behind someone
while driving, I ask
how slow can one guy go
even at Soup
bad manners ensue
when will peace start to flow
of life and death -
the actual truth
will it be good to know
Written 10/20/15 for the Questionku 2 Contest of Richard Lamoureux
Syllables checked with Haiku syllable Counter
What flowers do we most cherish?
Ones with such aroma they consume our senses,
as sweet purfumed, honeysuckle clad fences,
or those of brilliant hues springing boldly from the ground,
holding our eyes captive, as do pictures in clouds?
Which clouds do we most welcome?
Dreamy, soft ones of contrasting white,
sauntering seductively across baby blue skies,
or those billowing dark, mocking tidal waves at sea,
pouring life sustaining liquid to desert Joshua trees?
What trees are we most thankful for?
Bearers of fruit, so succulent and sweet;
releasing bundles of manna right at our feet,
or those with strong arms stretched over the dust,
lending cool somber shade; a resting haven for us?
Whish of us is the most beautiful?
Ones with perfect features to gaze upon,
as earthly angels dancing round kings thrones,
or those who cherish friends, and have learned life's lessons;
welcomed opportunities to give, and been thankful for blessings?
The essential question we have at hand
Was it God who created man
Or was God an invention of a Jewish clan
Is the Bible the word of the Divine
Or a narrative spawned from human minds
Did Jesus arise from the grave
Or was his body simply stolen away
The answer to these questions holds eternal weight
And both sides require an element of faith
My intellect finds more evidence for a risen Jesus
Than for my ancestors evolving from a rhesus
And why? We often ask and wonder- why
does this small Earth revolve in time and space-
a microscopic speck- diminished by
the boundless vastness of the universe,
unending and unknown? Why are we here?
We go from birth to death upon a sphere
we customized to fit our needs; caught up
in galaxies of mini-worlds we made-
of bustling cities, growing industries,
complexities of homes and families,
of governments, religions, schools, and those-
of our own selves. We ask- what lies beyond
the realm of joys and comforts, or the woes
these bring; beyond our cloudy atmospheres
of love and peace, of war, disease, and crime?
And what, we ask, what mammoth plan could this-
this tiny particle of cosmic dust
encrusted with the scale of human strife
be part of? Matter not the what or why-
the unsolved heavens or eternal scheme!
Enough- enough, for now, to deal with life
and death- and all those worlds that lie between-
in this, our tiny universe named Earth-
a strange, complex dimension all its own.
October 6, 2014
~2nd Place~
Contest: Out Of The Box
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
Judged:01/09/2017
~2nd Place~
Contest: Structured Forms - Iambic Verse
Sponsor: Giorgio A. V.
Judged: November 6, 2014
To make changes in life for the better
No matter what condition we are faced with
Quite often urged by friends with good intentions
“Trust God.” “Just pray and trust God.”
‘Though imperative to trust in your Creator
He has already given you all you need
In the quiet moments free from distractions
Stop and ask yourself three questions
Three questions to the path you seek
Am I aware of what is holding me down?
Do I want improvement in my life?
What things can I change to accomplish it?
Be true to yourself in all things
Follow through with prayers and God’s word
Stand back and see His glory
As your life becomes a new story
How do you do it...
arrested again.
Paroled for awhile
then back to the pen.
We know you don't mean it.
We know that you care.
But when will you show it?
When and where?
As much as we love you
our hate runs that strong.
Why can't you stay with us?
What are we doing wrong?
Are your friends to blame?
Did they help cause this bust?
What should we feel?
Who do we trust?
Who do we love?
Who should we hate?
Why do you burden us
with all your stuff
on our plate?
It's too much to handle,
we're too young to deal.
With the heartache we have,
with the pain that we feel.
Your our Daddy, our idol,
our mentor for sure.
Our anger, our hope,
we need you here more.
Your smile, our tears
your our happiness found.
Our twinkle, our fears,
the reason we frown.
You want us to love you
you want us to care
But Daddy, how can we...
when your never there!
Grand-father speak to me of life.
"We are all trapped in the skin of our birth,
seeking refuge in a world where time is motionless
and heartbeats are counted"
Should I worry?
"Never worry, worry is not an agent of change,
neither will it add or subtract"
Is there a life lesson I should obtain?
"Yes,You should know compassion
and understanding.Unlike the moon
and sun that rise and fall constantly,
our lives are fleeting and we are doomed,
from first breath to disappear,
rather to be a traveler of kindness,
than one of despair and hate"
Should I think of tomorrow?
"Tomorrow is a dream of unfulfilled resolve.
Tomorrow will become an unspoken word
by time, the only survivor"
But, What of today?
"Today fills our ears with the noise of the world,
before it quickly passes leaving regret or satisfaction"
But,
"Sleep my child so you may dream
of worlds where heartbeats are never counted"
9/5/16
contest A Conversation
She questions her life..
She questions her mortality..
She questions her immortality..
Curiously seeking for answers ..
Of the unknown..
Who am I..
Why do we rise and fall..
Why is there pain..
Why is there suffering..
Imbalances exist in a perfectly balanced world..
Earth is beautifully balanced..
As she spins gracefully..
She is in perfect harmony..
Her pure essence is of love..
Her pure essence is of nurture..
As she nurtures us all with the splendor of nature..
Overwhelmed she is at times..
As our nuturing Mother Earth continuously..
Balances our inbalances..
Of which there are disturbances to her harmonic flow..
She maintains her glory..
As nature shall always remain perfect..
Who am I..
Mortality is only the body..
Immortality is all and one..
An immortal soul strives in magnificence..
No birth as it always exited..
Rebirth as it seeks to remember..
To experience..
An immortal soul glides passionately through..
Different chapters of life..
Lives and dimensions of what is..
One cannot rise..
Unless one falls..
Of which there lies pain and suffering..
We only fall..
Just to rise again..
Again and again..
As she questions her mortality..
Her immortality..
Her answers are found within..
epigraph:
A Field Guide to the Questions
That Survived the Fire
I Didn’t Start
—
I. The Songs
When peace like a river
When, for whom
I still haven’t found
what I’m looking for
Why here
here comes the sun
Whose morning
the answer is blowing
in the wind
Why ask
What if
a change is gonna come
When it circles back
Amen?
all you need is love
What then
what’s love got to do with it
Why love, then
every breath you take
Who owns
I’m not yours.
Not now
like a rolling stone
Which road
you can’t always get
Why try
Why dream,
anymore
I heard it through the grapevine
Why now
imagine all the people
What remains—
—
II. The Poets
When—
hope is the thing with feathers
Why—
the center cannot hold
How—
I contain multitudes
Where—
in a dark wood,
midway
When again—
a dream deferred
darkens
What then—
dare to disturb
the universe
So why love at all—
it cuts,
and you
were always
already open
Who watches—
someone will remember us,
not save us
Which road—
I saw my life
branching before me
What remains—
nothing will come
of nothing
Why now—
the hour is out of joint
dislocated
Then what—
the same dark wood.
midway.
again.
—
Coda
and after the songs
and after the poets
and after every question—
a chasm inside you
God left there
before the Word.
don’t answer.
it doesn’t need a way—
it is
the way.
Who is more righteous,
The pious man who watches in awe,
Or the faithless man saving those in the blaze?
Who is stronger,
The man who lifts a ton with one arm,
Or the mother of four on her own?
Who has lost more,
The man who has lost his money,
Or the man who has lost his love?
Who is weaker,
The man who can't fight back,
Or the man who won't fight for him?
Who Is more savage,
The man who doesn't know right from wrong,
Or the man who doesn't care?
Who is wiser,
The man who has the answers,
Or the man who asks the questions?
It never seems to amaze me
How stupid some people are
Whenever I am out
And take along my guitar.
''Is it a guitar'' people say
''No an ironing board''
I reply with dismay.
''Can you play it?''
''No I just carry it about for fun''
Even though it's a heavy one.
''Are they your dogs''
When out in town
''No'' I reply
''their someone else's
And I'm taking them back to get the ransomed money honey.''
After a while i's an annoyance and not that funny.
Peter Dome.copyright.2015. Oct.
Another day comes
another one goes
and when it will end
no one really knows
time marches faster
with each passing day
as I'm watching life
just slipping away.
The hours tick by
as into the night
hurting and hopeless
devoid of my light
I'm seeking answers
to set my mind free
should I keep trying
or should I still be?
Where am I going
and what should I do
am I a failure
who's washed up and through?
The rest of the days
that I have left here
surely are numbered.
my heart sheds a tear.
So much time wasted
so many dreams killed
I feel my heart quake
another tear's spilled.
The morning draws near
no answers I find
searching these chambers
alone in my mind.
Do I have value
and what is my worth
am I just wasting
my time on this earth?
Answers evade me
as time ticks away
my heart is weeping
as I kneel to pray.
Dear God please tell me
please give me a sign
am I just crazy
by my own design?
Will I be able
to conquer my pain
or will I always
feel like I'm insane?
What is my meaning
where do I fit in
before my life's through
why did it begin?
Questiond unanswered
I notice the sun
another day's over
another's begun.
How ironic? Has God ever fallen in love?
I am sure the supreme power does have a clue about love.
Then why are many struggling with questions that have no answers.
If certain sensations are not meant to be then why does one have to go through it?
Or is it a good way to put a check list on Karmic activities.
One’s feeling doesn’t seem to make any sense and the restless notion only brings discomfort.
Even though some things seem so right and pulls one toward a make believe world,
Attempts and efforts don’t seem to fade away.
It is with the tornado of genuine feelings that keep the tingly feeling of love alive.
So does God understand this?
Even though modernization has struck onto the minds of many,
The devotion and willingness to surrender to that person develops a passionate and overpowering desire.
The sweet and sour, or bitter and sweet emotion creates fear or questions fate again and again.
Once the brave feeling has been awakened and humble efforts have been tried upon,
One cannot fight destiny, but can hopefully open a new change to Karmic policies.
As time goes by, one notices that it is no more days, weeks, months, but years that has shaken the foundation of a belief that finally love will conquer over the negativity,
Love is the feeling that has no answers but only a precious sensation is felt.
Again no answers, but more questions and experiences are shown and learnt in every way.
There must be something better stored for everyone that is why one walks through a chain of tests.
Happy living and sustain that positive attitude.
The Pyrex Question
All my life I have been quite confused.
My concern is the brand name Pyrex.
At the start I was glad, quite enthused.
It's clear to me now I'm under a hex.
I've searched all the aisles quite in vain.
I can find Pyre-X, but I sigh.
Do tell me before I'm insane.
Where on earth can I find Pyre-Y?
The Moses Question
I've a friend whose name is a verb.
His name isn't Harry or Barney or Herb.
His name is short. It's unique. It's sing'lar.
His name is Moses, a verb that is reg'lar.
I know it's a verb. Just let me prove this..
You conjugate verbs. It's easy. Can't miss.
Conjugate thusly: I close and he closes.
I see and you saw. I mose and he moses.
See? It's a verb. Point proved. QED.
There's only one problem.
I know lots of words, more words than those.
My question is, what is it to mose?
The Oral-B Toothbrush Question
My mind reels, I have questions, I do wonder:
Are they ranked first to last, low to high?
Can you find just the best without blunder?
I'm not sure how to choose but I try.
1 is better than 2: that we know.
D's no good, C's ok (so we say).
I have found Oral B ... but oh no!
Where oh where can I find Oral A?