Best Rased Poems
Oh, I sit upon my porch, just to get a bit of breeze,
On the north side of my house, under over-hanging trees.
I feel so contented here, with my good dog at my feet.
At my age it takes so little, to make a life complete.
Dear ones have gone before, and will meet me at the shore
When I leave this earthly home and don't need it any more.
For now my work is over, I can rest this sumer day
And feel pity for my neighbor in the meadow making hay.
The breeze is growing cooler, and the dog is getting bored.
I'll soon be in my bedoom just a chatting with the Lord.
I was a busy fellow and I worked hard all my life
I rased some boys and girls and I had a darling wife.
I saved a little money and I sometimes go to see
My children who have settled in the west aways from me.
I am always glad to get back to my little valley home.
The older that I get the less inclined I am to roam.
So I sit upon my porch, just to get a bit of breeze,
On the north side of my house, under over-hanging trees.
I reckon there's no other fellow more content than I
In my small home in the valley, where I'll stay until I die.
By: Joyce Johnson 2007
THINGS THAT HATE ME
Spaghetti, for I don’t allow it to outrun my utensil
I chop it all to inch-long pieces then use my fork as a shovel.
Expensive French wine, for I won’t ever pretend
It’s much more delicious than Californian, “Oh it’s the end!”
Italian shoes: they grumble at each other and say
He never boasts our nationality, only speaks of comfort each day.
Versace men’s clothes, for I know they are no different to other clothes,
Only pricier and rather dull and a foreign name that one loathes.
Gateshead, because I think it was a horrible place to be born and raised
And it thinks it’s a cool up-to-date nice place now, but it should still be rased.
England, for I don’t miss it at all , and will never seek
The company of expats who say they are indeed such a clique.
Cell phones, for I won’t carry them absolutely everywhere
And won’t answer at each beep as if life depended on its blare.
Cars, which try to assert their importance as boys’ toys -
My interest is in lovely things which make no smelly noise.
Colds and flu, for I don’t allow them to spoil my whole day.
Just take regular remedy stuff and go on normally.
Ultra-slim fashion models scowling on catwalks because I say
They are only skinny girls and rather plain-looking, rather grey.
Australia, because I won’t say it’s a wonderful place,
Only a desert and a few big towns pretending to be like the USA’s.
Italian language, because it is “the most beautiful and spoken with ease”
And this is obviously not so to the Welsh or Chinese.
Football games, for they insist on pretending to be crucial to life
And much more important than kids or wife.
Squeaky hinges, wobbly tables, leaky taps and broken things myriad -
Because I don’t allow them to exist for an interminable period.
By the way, things that don’t hate me include the US Navy,
Folk music, cats, Richard Nixon, and kasha with gravy,
……..For obvious reasons.
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sea monsters purge here
spatial navigation re-
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rm remembrance
rased
firing bursts of potentials
acting on running ridges
retrograde amnesia
"The road to write is paved with good intensives."
— attr. too know won
The mourning it always do come sum-how
where they're voices brake the piece into peaces—
we was all of us promised a wright to no the truth
butt the heir we breathe has went, spent, mined out, beyond the vane/vain gnus
proscribed like a wether we cannot sea—the err of it and yeti.
Running from the lie's the money stayed, still
He, galled, gulled, lead in, shuttered—should of ironed the flood on thin eyes, thin i's
they swept the e-rupture under the rug of the volcano
lent, bent, the routes of it t'all drowned the ceiling every moan and mown
knot one sole voice cud of broke the rein of time it-shelf.
The children play was born into wore there bodies the pour of plague
sum-body never said nothing—the reign felled on the pane/pain like whether
emigrate, immigrate or stay, him and her and them bear/bare the same old hole
they're writes they're breastless rites to exst was pored over the alter
and the sole of it, the soul of it, they burned the maid in the mourning stair.
And now, , we scroll and sprawl and drool through the mourning of taht
sum-how the "famine" is a cantent, the "worn" is a wra, the "wand" is a wrte
end sum-one's always loosing there wright two exist, here, hear, their
too nations, to flags, two many wounds the power they powder the flood they could of ironed
where we're board-stiff wore down, the fowl foul heir of sit, the steal they steel—
the raised cities rased, razed—
interesting, someone didn't run Grammarly,
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S-tart
T-o
E-xpect
P-ure
H-appiness
A-s
N-ight
I-s
E-rased
H-aving
E-vaded
R-adiant
N-ewness
A-t
N-ew
D-awn's
E-ffulgence
Z-one
Topic: Birthday of Stephanie Hernandez (October 10)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-ead a quite life,
A-ll things are in place;
I-n the midst of chaos,
N-egative thoughts are
E-rased.
B-egin to lead a quiet life,
O-pen your mind to bliss;
N-ovember thirteenth Monday,
U-se not war but peace.
S-tart to live in happiness,
T-o be far away from strife;
R-apture remains in your heart,
O-nce you lead a quiet life.
N-ewness
H-as
E-rased
N-atural
H-aze
E-ndorsing
M-orn
A-s
R-ays
J-ust
O-bliterate
R-ain
I-n
E-arly
R-adiance
O-nce
A-nother
D-awn
E-mploys
L-ight
Topic: Birthday of Nhenhe Marjorie E. Roadel (November 05)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
V-erse
A-bout
N-ame
E-ases
S-oul
S-imply
A-bating
H-eartache
U-ntil
G-ladness
H-as
E-rased
S-orrow
Topic: Birthday of poetess Vanessa Hughes (August 28)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-arn
A-nd
R-ays
K-eep
M-ist
E-rased
N-icely
D-irecting
E-ffulgence
Z-one
Topic: Birthday of Mark Mendez (December 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
S-un
H-as
I-mmediately
E-rased
M-orning
M-ist
I-n
R-ay's
I-lluminate
E-arliness
H-elping
Y-ou
S-oar
H-igh
A-bove
I-nto
Y-our
N-oontime
Topic: Birthday of Shiemmiriehy Shaiyn (June 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
T-ime
H-as
E-rased
R-ecent
E-vening
S-hadow
E-agerly
H-aving
A-nother
M-oment
I-n
L-eading
Y-ou
Topi c: Birthday of Therese Hamily (May 30)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
D-arkness
O-f
R-ain
I-s
E-rased
G-radually
A-s
R-ay
C-learly
I-s
A-scending
Topic: Birthday of Dorie Garcia (May 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
C-learness
H-as
E-rased
F-og
A-s
B-eacon
E-mits
L-ovely
L-ight
O-f
N-ature
Topic: Birthday of Che Fabellon (April 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-oy
A-s
M-an's
E-motion
S-tays
W-ith
H-eart
I-nside
T-o
C-reate
O-ne
M-oment
B-y
R-eally
I-solating
L-ife's
E-rased
Y-esterday
Topic: Poet (James Whitcomb Riley)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A-nother
D-ark
R-ain
I-s
E-rased
L-etting
E-arly
S-un
P-leasantly
A-bate
N-ight
O-f
L-oneliness
Topic: Birthday of Adriel Español (October 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic