Best Rans Poems
At the beach in your bikini
blowing off those also-rans
you posture in your playful way
with Gucci sunshades and
the latest Grisham novel.
At the gala you're exquisite
in your slinky cocktail dress.
Simple, black, short and sexy,
you shimmer like a morning mist,
the chandeliers are dancing in your eyes.
At the condo in your nightgown,
(the antithesis of sex),
tucking in the kids
and softly singing them to sleep,
you're Wonder Woman in your plastic curlers.
I know I have the best,
without a doubt, it's true,
whatever outfit you put on,
my 'winner' still is you!
Categories:
rans, love,
Form:
Verse
(*Glossy and costly! Family name imprinted,(as if we did not want know
their first and last names? And surely no verse allowed!*)
(( But, I made this one up. Heh-heh!))
Sorry…we simply haven’t a second to call..
We are not cheap, oh, no, nothing like that at all.
Been traveling up and down this great state.
See our stunning picture, next to the Golden Gate?
That’s our Jenny, my, oh my, she’s so tall.
Ben and Tommy, as you see, play football!
Mom and I, are sure getting lots older…..
She’s already two inches below my shoulder.
Doggie Dan is a barrelhouse of fun.
See him there, chasing a cat in the sun?
Granny, nah, she ain’t in our picture.
Old and young~ heck, that’s no good mixture!
Do message us, if and when you can.
Nobody writes emails, they are….‘also rans.’
Limits on personal words, we know sound crazy.
Least to Grandma, who we know, one day.
Will soon be pushing up those daisies!
So bye, till next year, we’ll send more of these.
We just adore mulling about saying,” Cheese!”
Grandma wastes all her time at a poetry site?
Makes her feel good ~ better than being tight!
Love From All!
“The Cheeze-Its”
12/8/2022
Categories:
rans, family, fantasy, giggle, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Since spring forgot to come and winter stayed,
My garden is untilled, seeding delayed.
A sodden March ran damply through each day.
I hope for April to remove the gray.
Each April is reserved for tulip tours.
The brilliant colors are delightful lures.
The tulips are attracting avid fans,
While other crops fill in as also rans.
Our valley is a beauty in the spring,
But spring is not here yet and that’s the thing.
We pray the sun comes out and is on time
For merchants to attract the tourist’s dime.
So now it’s up to April to perform
To give us days that are spring like and warm.
So tourists can find beauty and some fun
And I at last can get my yard work done.
Categories:
rans, nature, spring, beauty, april,
Form:
Heroic Couplet
He hand-hefted garbage cans,
Dumping the debris onto a truck.
He was one of life's "also rans"—
A boozer, a loser, absent of luck.
His name was George, some say.
But "Wino" was his "given" name.
Gulped a gallon-plus every day,
Yet he seemed reasonably sane.
Years without protein did him in—
Bones were as brittle as glass.
He fell one day when drunk as sin
And collapsed into a mangled mass.
I wonder who picked up the pieces
Of a life that had gone all askew.
No brothers, no aunts, no nieces
No one to claim George's residue.
That fact should not come as news.
While he lived, none came to his aid.
It wasn't for the absence of clues;
They marched in the "me" parade.
Categories:
rans, addiction,
Form:
Rhyme
At the beach in your bikini
blowing off those also-rans
you posture in your playful way
with Gucci sunshades and
the latest Grisham novel.
At the gala you're exquisite
in your slinky cocktail dress.
Simple, black, short and sexy,
you shimmer like a morning mist,
the chandeliers are dancing in your eyes.
At the condo in your nightgown,
(the antithesis of sex),
tucking in the kids
and softly singing them to sleep,
you're Wonder Woman in your plastic curlers.
I know I have the best,
without a doubt, it's true,
whatever outfit you put on,
my 'winner' still is you!
Categories:
rans, love,
Form:
Verse
History publishes eco-political winners
and probably not mystery marginalized also-rans.
NeoCortex dominant pursuits
of growing cognitive information,
knowledge and facts,
comprehension of Earth's regenerative
and degenerative systems
and cosmological nest-network;
these objectives evolve scientific politically empowered paradigms
fueled by our collective economic investments of time and money
understanding of their relational contexts,.
All our biggest and best rational research projects
are multiculturally empowered
by anthropocentric political choices
to invest in cooperative economic promulgation relationships
of neurosystemically accessible discovery.
In this anthro-sensory enlightened market
choosing among alternative methods for comprehending
positive and negative co-relations
within an eco-politically privileged anthropocentric laboratory,
within an anthropological family,
within LeftBrain dominant articulation
of healthy-regenerative
and pathology-degenerative outcomes
within multicultural languages
a cooperatively-held paradigm of scientific method
disassociated from sacred ecological
and organically interdependent
Whole EarthTribe panentheistic
empowering and disempowering systems.
Evolution of personal and familial,
community and national
and global learning
follows a string of historically sustained
LeftBrain verbally dominant
anthropocentrically economic
and political choices
about which positive
and negative co-relationships
matter
Within our polyculturally climaxing/collapsing
Gaian Hypothesis,
and which will keep you too mysteriously
synergetically
mysteriously
intuitively
re-ligiously
sacred ecologically unpublished
and untenured
Unless you are one of the few
still eking out a living
in the indigenous wisdom
PolyTheistic
NonDualistic
pre-Anthropocene
bicamerally co-intelligent
ReLigious History of Mystery Department.
Categories:
rans, culture, destiny, health, science,
Form:
Political Verse
When first married,
I could not cook. There
was no complaint
from my young groom
saint. Because of me,
he endured Chef Boy-
ArDi, and also-rans from
lots of cans. Never
prone to expansive
praise, save a mild retort
if his bride fell short
of grooming perfection
that went by the book,
a simple retort, "I KNOW
how you can look."
That was his worst, all
the while becoming a first-
class cook-- I, his kitchen
scrub nurse. And,
after years of leaven
as good bread
must rise, we honed
a marriage forged
in heaven.
Categories:
rans, marriage,
Form:
Rhyme
These Are Mountains
Trying, failing,
second best,
In front, behind,
betwixt, beyond
The also-rans
and hard pressed,
Are destinations
of which I'm fond.
In love, out of love,
left behind
Somewhere, nowhere
and inbetween,
Where pity mongers
and unkind
Crowd the places
I have been.
Happy, sad,
ambivalent,
Up, down,
on level ground,
Incommunicado
and vigilant
Are the hideaways
I have found.
Reaching high,
laying low,
A puppeteer
with costume torn,
Bold as brass
and incognito
Are all the faces
I have worn.
Doubting feelings,
holding back,
Weeping, laughing,
feeling sorry,
Black is white
and white is black
This is my fate
my life, a folly.
Peace, happiness
and finding love,
Seeking, keeping
and embracing time
To escape the gloom,
to rise above,
But these are mountains
too high to climb.
© RJVHorton2015
Categories:
rans, feelings,
Form:
Couplet
At the beach in your bikini
blowing off those also-rans
you posture in your playful way
with Gucci sunshades and
the latest Grisham novel.
At the gala you're exquisite
in your slinky cocktail dress.
Simple, black, short and sexy,
you shimmer like a morning mist,
the chandeliers are dancing in your eyes.
At the condo in your nightgown,
(the antithesis of sex),
tucking in the kids
and softly singing them to sleep,
you're Wonder Woman in your plastic curlers.
I want to scream:
"The competition's over,
we have a winner!"
Categories:
rans, love,
Form:
Verse
The losses tug at my heart,
With a force never congruent with materialistic entities.
Even as two replaced two,
Comparison vestigial and always untrue.
The crease created below the essence of survival,
And his continued sustenance of effort to that maintenance,
Never can be begot by penance.
Inducing such short-lived moments, since only possible by also-rans,
Resolute sustenance rendered him unmatched yet tainted glory,
In my world-windows.
Was he adept at calm and storm and blunders galore!
Alas! Revisits remain mired in lore.
Categories:
rans, best friend, feelings,
Form:
First it made me curious
Then it turned to furious
That men disguised as women
Could claim they were victorious
For in our youth the teams we chose
Did not measure length of hose
Some girls were chosen, often first
Cuz we picked from best to worst
There were no signs, no chanting fans
No up and coming also rans
Cardboard bases, tarmac field
No one to make the traffic yield
We became who we were not
In that tarmac parking lot
We became who we were not
And none of us were ever caught
John G. Lawless
©4/27/2023
Categories:
rans, baseball, childhood, gender, growing
Form:
Rhyme
At the beach in your bikini
blowing off those also-rans
you posture in your playful way
with Gucci shades,
the latest Grisham novel.
At the gala you're exquisite
in your tiny cocktail dress.
Simple, black, short and sexy,
you shimmer like a morning mist,
the chandeliers are dancing in your eyes.
Home in your flannel night dress,
(the antithesis of sex),
tucking in the kids
and softly singing them to sleep,
you're Wonder Woman,
let me make you dinner!
I want to scream:
"The competition's done,
we have a winner!"
Categories:
rans, mother
Form:
Verse
Rivals
eye each other;
manoeuvre to and fro
with tactics to lance the yellow
jersey.
Categories:
rans, funny, sports,
Form:
Light Verse
The great white North can relax now,
The raptors lost their seventh game
And like the other also rans…
Go play some golf out on some greens.
They gave it all a real good try
But, Boston was the better team.
Maybe next year they’ll better do
After the trades they make are done.
High game intensity they lacked…
Needed a level much higher.
While some like Lowry gave us that
Some others could have given more.
The great white north can relax now,
The Raptors season’s disappeared.
Now, we, like they, can take a break…
Watch hockey games or watch baseball.
W.C.Hull © 2020-I53-K54-19-L63-19
Categories:
rans, basketball,
Form:
Free verse
Rans nets, which bind and trap.
Ensnare and incapacitate all who swim in the oceans of life
I tangle thy golden skeins.
Your pearlescent webs that move in the voids between the 9 dimensions.
Your webs of final fate that float and dance between the worlds.
Ensnaring everybody in the 9 planes and all existences
may your golden Webs ensnare the wrongs
done to me and right them.
Categories:
rans, abuse, allusion, anger, anti
Form:
Ballad