Best Rarer Poems
A true friend they say, is rarer than hens’ teeth.
Have you ever seen a hen’s beak from underneath?
When the new chick pecks out of its womb like egg,
It uses its egg tooth and not its little leg.
The egg tooth drops after a day or two
Of fair-weather friends you will find this is true
The first sign of a problem they disappear with great speed
But usually when they need you, they want you to take heed
A true friend is there, they need no explanation,
A phone call or letter they are there at their station.
Their station of friendship and help without question or fear,
A true friend can be close without even being near.
A long time can pass with out proper contact,
But that doesn’t mean the friendship is not intact.
A true friend is rarer than hens’ teeth they say,
We thank those that are there for our friendship today.
No reward no motives, just to be there.
What greater blessings can we as humans share?
To be strong for each other in times that are bad
To help and to support, when times are sad.
True friends are not as rare as people may say
I have true friends I am happy to say.
My only hope is if thing get reversed
I can be a true friend without the need to rehearse.
The role of a friend, not fair-weather but true.
What more would be nicer if it was thought of you?
Good Friends are Rare, Love’s Rarer Still!
Good friends are rare, are rarely known outside of family:
commitment’s lacking; expectations fade as if a fire dies down.
Some women sacrifice all dreams to dream a child will come,
emotions hint there’s nothing that might matter more (for life’s a rout!)
Though man’s a useful nuisance, pays most bills, drinks beer, most die
before she will. Men leave, chase skirts, lose jobs, flaunt rules, draw shortest straws.
But child embraced helps mom embrace life’s best retirement plan!
Most men will trust her child is his, child’s name’s the life of Clan.
He follows food; she follows him, his trade, the game, the times, “God’s laws.”
Man risks the world, wives man their home! While wives must wait, men try
to rally others to their cause; they work the land, find game about.
I’d be your friend, to wife friend too, to Love (this makes me dumb?).
Did Christ cheat cross or die for us? In faith, let Grace then quench your frown,
for rarest Love the world has known, though rare, Christ gives to thee!
Long Tooth
December 7th in 2020
By heaven, who is rarer than he?
A ray of light thus catching my eye in one fibre of strand
To the ends of the earth, who is rarer than he?
A mountain of solid rock towering over my weak, shifting sand
Of all things beautiful, who is rarer than he?
Though tempests’ ardent force may kill, or brackish ocean breeze may dance with trees
Still the question ensues like fire: who is rarer than he?
No power on earth, not one rational enmity can answer me
Who is rarer than he?
Who is rarer than he?
Leaving me questioning constantly and overturning my imagination
Who is rarer than he?
Tell me, what being on earth can leave me with this scorching sensation?
Who is rarer than he?
Is he merely a crafted dream, a frivolous hallucination?
Who is rarer than he?
Tis the Lord almighty, who fashioned him with gold and celestial animation
Who is rarer than He?
God, please forgive me
Tell me he’s just a dream…
Although Virtue and Justice
Rarer than gold and diamonds have become,
Man, ought never to give up going after them
If he wishes his links with the divine to keep
And his humanity to maintain!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 March 2022
Four-leaf clovers are rare
Commitments are rarer
I found her a clover
She's sure it's an error