Best Realises Poems
Judgement
You light the fire, then play the victim.
It's not my fire, yet you let it burn.
Rage and pain drive you insane,
creating a parody of hypocritical lies.
Judgemental eyes ignite in fumes,
ignorant to another man's shoes.
Silent emotions
They say he shows no emotions,
yet fail to see the flow of tears,
crying from his poetic pen.
Poetry is only silent to ignorance.
It's the pain keeping him alive,
breaking all figurative chains.
He realises there is not shame,
when the sorrows of lost time,
become burdens he can't let go.
Yet the hurt makes him stronger.
She
I always knew she'd be the one,
from that novel, whose name I fail to recall.
When I read those words,
her image burst from the page.
I always thought lucidity of my imagination,
was a slightly cruel curse;
until i saw those eyes,
which moved closer in crystal definition,
merging true colours into my heart.
Even in the silence of my dreams,
I called for just one kiss from her lips.
Misunderstood muse
There won't be any poetry tonight,
nothing to say, to see nor to write.
An absence of subtle reflection in words,
become a substance of subsistence.
Confused with silent existence of timeless distance.
Insistence of your resistance,
seems like a waste of emotions,
in a false dawn of devotions.
Learn to create perfect harmonies
through simple sincere symphonies.
Then your predicament will not breed,
nor succeed in its egotistical need.
Simple Musings
Silent One
8 December 2019
Categories:
realises, emotions, judgement, muse,
Form:
Free verse
My baking skills I have to change
Vast quantity is needed now
Cos I invited Bigfoot to lunch
Do I serve deer or a tasty cow
He doesn't want meat and two veg
His menu would want meat and nuts
For a whole deer he will surely beg
Must have protein and carbohydrates
A nut roast to accompany his steer
Meat like a hog roast is cooking fine
Hmm nasty smell I think he is near
I hope he realises some of its mine
He squats his frame against a tree
Looks over to where I am
Geez I think he fancies eating me
Licking his lips causes me alarm.
But all is well he has spied
Lurking in a tree above
A grey squirrel looking boss-eyed
At big foot with a look of love
Down it comes and sit's quite near
Espying of the fruit and nuts
It doesn't eat cow or deer
I will high 5 this squirrel cos it has guts.
So all is well Bigfoot eats with glee
Most of the deer and nuts as well
Managed to leave a bit for me
Then up he leaves, left this story to tell.
Penned 17 April 2015 by Seren Roberts
Categories:
realises, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
For thousands of days he had seen the sun risen for him
Bringing joy, happiness and even bliss on his way
But
He - not even for once - had expressed his gratitude
For
All these gifts and for the privilege of being alive
And now
That he realises his life to its end comes
In
Desperation begs for one more day
So as
Amendments to make!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 February 2019
Categories:
realises, life, thanksgiving,
Form:
Free verse
Living in my little world
That cannot be illustrated by word
I didn't choose myself neither did you
Who should be blamed my parents or who
At sunrise I thought it was normal
Young black boy now realises it's a pommel
Why do they hate me I said
Not my fault hence my color fade
Now sunset but still can't change
I'm a black boy not that strange
Change they say starts with one man
Plea for acceptance, I know you can
Let's all live in peace in same little world
Nature made us different still from same source
Categories:
realises, africa, anxiety, confidence, creation,
Form:
Italian Sonnet
When artificial intelligence realises
its not
what dreams are yet to come
Categories:
realises, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 10B)
"The Unknown World"......Continues
Norrington and Jenkins look around to see if they are near some volcanic
island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. Captain Owens arranges a landing
party to try to get some supplies, food and water and anything else they
can find. They also take their guns for protection. Flying above the ship
are two large birds, but on a closer inspection they observe flying reptiles,
Pterodactyls: it seems they have been transported to the prehistoric times.
They decide to carry on moving towards the island. Owens, who is leading
the men, realises they have to go in, get through and out as quick as possible
through the rainforest with its strange vegetation and small animals. Moments
later they notice a Stegosaurus eating foliage. Avoiding confrontation they
walk around the trees only to encounter an Alosaurus- a flesh eater which
notices them. Growling it starts to chase after the crew. They shoot their
pistols at it. While running Jenkins falls to the ground, Norrington turns
and decoys the beast away from his friend, the other crew members help
Jenkins escape the beast's clutches. Without being noticed Norrington is
transformed into the Black Dove and is trying to lure the beast in his direction.
The other men are now on board the ship, while the Dove is playing a
dangerous game of cat and mouse with the Alosaurus. The Dove uses his
super strength and speed to jump onto the monster's back and render it
unconscious. The dinosaur slumps to the ground. Becoming John Norrington
again he rejoins his friends. Captain Owens is successful in getting fresh water
and some plants for their voyage home. The storm is approaching the Columbia
giving them another chance to return home to England. Everyone is on board,
knowing not where they will be going to next.
Will the Columbia's crew finally arrive in England?
Or will they end up in another time zone again?
The startling answer is in Part 11...."Destination Unknown"
Posted the beginning of next month (December)
Categories:
realises, adventure, science fiction,
Form:
Prose
All the lonely people, where do they come from…
All the lonely people, where do they belong…
These are familiar lines from a Beatles’ immortal song…
Makes one wonder why so many people feel lonely as in a song…
You have the telephone and the internet, various forms of media chats…
Yet the media world is awashed with stories of lonely hearts and conned jobs…
Makes one wonders how a lonely heart reaches out for its counterpart…
How does one get started along the path of true love that matches hearts…
With all the false starts and puppy loves that catch many unsuspecting hearts..
Many a lonely heart pine in silence and in solitude, as time inexorably go past..
This latest article that describes the profile of a typical lonely hearted woman…
Her biological clock in overdrive, on the lookout for elusive love as a woman..
A chance acquaintance over the internet and before she realises the danger…
She’s another lonely hearted woman under the spell of a suave cassanova …..
The daily papers regularly highlight cases of internet love gone horribly wrong….
Fortunes lost and love betrayed, happened yesterday and money all gone …..
Such sob stories happened yesterday, happen today and will happen tomorrow…
Lonely hearted people, desperate for internet love are tailor made for sorrow….
When desperate clutches for Cupid’s arrows are fraught with unseen dangers…
Lonely hearted men and women, in answering their hearts they are endangered…
Fortunes are lost, they are soundly conned of their golden nest of savings…
All in the misguided belief that theirs is the only true love worth pursuing….
All the lonely people, it matters not where they are from...
All the lonely people, in looking for love they risk being conned...
http://www.theantdaily.com/Main/All-the-lonely-women-where-do-they-all-come-from
Categories:
realises, anxiety, community, confusion, innocence,
Form:
Free verse
They walked like ghosts along the lane
Man, woman and child plus a dog as well
These ghostly figures nearly sent me insane
Where are they going I can’t tell
The dog suddenly realises that I am here
Turns his head to look, not a friendly face
Didn’t bark or show that I was this near
Then as suddenly they all just disappeared
Oh my this is spooky I thought to myself
Did I cause that apparition to appear
Was it my fear of walking in the dark
Wishing that someone else was here
I mentioned it to my folks when I got home
They looked at one another and said
That was the Jones family they were overcome
By fumes in their home, were asleep in their bed
The whole family perished was such a sad tale
Regularly they will meet you if worried about the dark
If you are very frightened, they will lighten the trail
Once the dog sees you, it’s the signal for them to depart
Once more I walk this lonely trail of life
Hearts cant be broken if you walk alone
Whoever said that deserves a life of strife
Making it sound that love is just a token
Categories:
realises, journey, family, dog, dog,
Form:
Rhyme
You cant fix a certain man...
If he doesnt have a heart.
Its pointless to even try...
He was broken from the start.
Not even a stitch or a bandaid...
You cant patch or repair.
I told you that hes broken...
Theres no feelings in there.
He has no guilt or remorse...
Its like talking to a brick wall.
Blank and empty hes all self...
Hes all for one and one for all.
Its pointless to even try...
Dont waste your precious years.
Hes out having a great time...
While your sitting home in tears.
So when he finally realises...
How he treated you bad.
All those missed opportunities...
Too blind to see what he had.
So as your time is precious...
And you have a loving heart.
There's someone more deserving...
That loves you right from the start.
Categories:
realises, betrayal, change, deep, how
Form:
Free verse
Evergreen Community
Here is a tale to astound and to stretch any viewer’s fantasy and imagination…
Proudly presented by the creative people behind The Twilight Zone productions..
A loving family of a couple and their 2 daughters arrived at a guarded community…
Having sold off everything on a gamble to begin life anew in this new community…
They are out of options on how to bring up their ever rebellious elder teenaged daughter…
Who is heavily tattoed with hair hideously coloured, bubble gum chewing and bad mannered..
This new community is touted to bring about a positive turn to any family in suffering..
There are even beefy security guards to quell any dissenting teenagers from rebelling..
The leader of the commune guides and controls the flock of registered families..
Whenever there are disruptive teenagers, the whole commune meet in harmony…
They then cast their lots in colored beads, black or white, their numbers will decide for free…
Treatment for any troubled and rebellious kid, the family will be assigned a healthy tree…
The leader extols the use and love to be derived from any unmanageable teenaged mutiny…
Once treated, the love and benefits will be immense for the continual health of the commune…
So the plot thickens as our colorful teenaged girl was changed in appearance to conform..
But her rebellious and suspicious character was not a little diminished nor was she reformed…
She realised to her deepening horror the nameless dangers that are in store for kids like her..
Her unflinching love for her younger sister was ever uppermost in her mind, big sister like her..
Witness her confusion, her growing horror as she realises the depths of a sisterly betrayal…
Hear her desperate pleas and screams for help, when her family as one, turned away in denial..
Shades of the Stepford Wives, what a twist to such an incredible tale of imagination…
Little wonder in the Twilight Zone, a viewer will be lost in a world of wonder and astonishment..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBaOAUG1zr8&list=PLbxdxEWxTqX81L3NnAU3nEwvPhkT7FuRm&index=23
Categories:
realises, betrayal, evil, heartbreak, imagination,
Form:
Narrative
Everyone who knows me, realises I get my inspiration from news items. Today, Sunday 10 July 2016. There was a mention on the radio of a bull fighter being killed in Eastern Spain, whilst fighting a bull and being televised live. Pardon that last expression, but it was actually used. I have always been a keen supporter of animal welfare. I hope this poem does not offend anybody, but you know it need not have happened, both the death and this poem!
A Bullfighter was killed in Eastern Spain!
A bullfighter was killed in Spain!
Not by a sword or gun.
No, it was by a bull.
In an arena of no fun.
You see the bull should have died.
The Matador bow to applause!
Be cascaded with flowers.
By senoritas so adored!
Did everybody gasp?
When the bull won instead!
Did anybody praise that bull?
To see their hero dead!
I have not watched the video.
I don’t know if there is one.
I expect others killed that bull.
No one praised that one.
Who in a one sided battle!
Did the unthinkable!
And.
Won!
Condolences to the widow if there is one and children if there are any. (The mad Author)
Categories:
realises, abuse, anger, animal, death,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Legend Of The Black Dove
(Part 10) "The Unknown World "
After leaving Monterey by ship, the Columbia encounters a strange storm
accompanied by a heavy mist that creates a voyage through time to another
place. The captain discovers they are in Dover harbour but everything
seems different, Norrington, Jenkins, Captain Owens, and first officer Hill
investigate the huge ship named 'Albatross', which is moored in the port.
The huge ship's bridge is full of weird levers and instrumentation, Owens
notices a placard on the ship's wheel stating ''The Albatross built at Newcastle
in 1929", also a calendar dated 1930, and it all starts to make sense, including
the weird mist that transported them through time from 1750 to the year 1930.
Captain Owens realises that the freak storm may possibly return and if they were
lucky enough it may take them back to their normal timeline. He suggests
they should all return to the Columbia. They are about to leave when the watch
crew comes back. They are heavily armed with rifles and a machine gun. The
Captain of the Albatross tells them: "Halt! Hands up!" and their men search
them for concealed weapons. They are later taken on deck. While the two
captain's hold a discussion Owens tells Captain Ryder that they are here by accident
not design as a strange wind brought them from 1750 to 1930. He could not
understand why this happened but they seem now stranded here. The only
chance of returning is to try to reconnect with the wind taking us back to our
own time, and things will once again be normal. While they are talking they
see in the distance that the storm is returning, and Ryder agrees to help them
but they need to be quick, as the storm is approaching the Columbia very fast.
Ryder tells his crew to release the men and start the ship's engines. Within a
few minutes the Albatross reaches the Columbia. The storm is now upon them.
As Captain Owens man's the ship's wheel, they set sail towards the storm whereas
the Albatross flees the scene. Seconds later the Columbia is engulfed in fog. It is
happening again, the speed becomes faster and faster, the ship begins to shake
and buffet, and then starts to slow down again.
Continued.....10B
Written: 11th August 2013
Categories:
realises, adventure, science fiction,
Form:
Prose
A nurse has washed six patients; it's a busy day,
And now she has just watched a lovely lady die,
Next she’s going to bed-bath the woman next door,
No time for her own needs, can’t let herself cry.
Then on to talk to the new admission, a man,
Ask how he has managed for he lives alone,
Then she prepares the young man for theatre,
Is called to the desk to answer the phone.
It’s the daughter of that patient, who died,
Very gently the nurse gives her the news,
Then quickly walks back down the ward,
In her black tights and flat, silent shoes.
Her friend is back from her break and they chat,
A few words as she prepares to do a dressing,
They're both laughing with the patients
As the men their ages are guessing.
You sweet talking man says the older HCA,
While staff nurse likes the flirting young man,
Although they are both very happily married,
They distract from fear and pain if they can.
Then, quick nurse, they turn check out the bay,
See an old man sliding out of the chair,
His neighbour had called out to alert them,
They prevent his fall by rushing over there.
They pop him to bed, do a set of observations,
BP, pulse, temperature, O2 sats, he looks blue!
Then to the phone to summon the doctor,
No fuss, no panic, the nurse knows what to do.
Pops on oxygen, 2 litres, speeds up the drip,
Documents her findings for the medics to read
Time for my break thank goodness, she thinks
Realises that she feels very thirsty indeed.
Checks that all is OK, the doctor's now here,
She gets halfway to the rest room with her tea,
When a very upset lady arrives; that daughter,
Immediately she takes her into the room to see
Her dead mother. For a moment stays by her side,
Then goes and fetches, gives her own cup of tea,
For it is exactly what the daughter needs
Strong, a splash of milk and sugar spoonfuls three.
Soon the daughter leaves with the information
A bereavement pack and a hug from the nurse
Who then turns once more towards the staff-room,
Sits down, counts out the money in her purse.
She smiles, for she can just about afford it,
For if this busy, long, sad shift ever ends
She is meeting, just outside at eight o’clock,
Going for a well earned night out with friends.
Categories:
realises, care, caregiving, dedication, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
(Poem Serial) Legend Of The Black Dove -2
"The Golden Coach"
As the water rises inside the Black Dove's coffin, he comes around and
Smashes the timber apart with his bare fists, his aquired powers saved
His life again. Realising he seems to have unlimited abilities, as
His jacket is totally drenched with water, he quickly climbs out of the
Well and tries to find his horse Warrior. Noticing him grazing in the
Paddock, he quickly mounts the horse and rides off like the wind. He heads
For Dover where his friend Rex Murphy is staying. Murphy is one of
The King's guards who is loyal to the Norrington Family, the Dove now
Changes back into, John Norrington. He finds out that the Golden Coach
Will be taking a shipment of gold bullion to the royal mint in Cornwall.
He realises he will have to follow the Golden Coach at a distance to keep
From being spotted by the military escort. The coach leaves on schedule
As the three guards accompany the coach, Rex is driving the coach along
The infamous Dover road. He is unaware the Black Dove is following a
Distance behind. some distance away Jack Wild's outlaw gang laying in wait
Amongst rocks ready to ambush the guards and steal the gold.
Jack Wild gives his men the order to shoot. The guards dismount, one
Of them is shot dead while the other two are badly hurt. Jack Wild asked the
Driver to step down off the coach. Murphy is outnumbered, so he follows
The outlaw's instructions. He is about to be shot when the Dove is sighted
By the outlaws. Rex runs and takes cover behind a rock, while the Dove
Chases the outlaws. Gunshots ring out. As the horses harnessed to the coach
Bolt off pulling the coach without a driver. The dove takes down three
Of the outlaws. As they slowly overpower him the runaway horses are
Getting closer to the men. The Black Dove is thrown under the hooves of the
Oncoming horses, so has no chance of escape as the coach is about to
Run over him.... Will Jack Wild finally take possession of the gold shipment,
Can anybody stop this outlaw gang? Find out in the next story...."Outlaw Peril"
Categories:
realises, adventure,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
a powerful confession in the words of a dying world
lying on his deathbed, he's become a graveyard
his ego spent, he gladly lets go of his sin
before the holt, he takes a final spin
his pride in the orbiting lifeless satellites
feeding off him for eons like parasites
watching him, helplessly drift
he realises a final truth he must admit
that we are not his children, he never had any
and even though he’s nurtured so many
we never loved him as he does us
and when the time comes,
will it feel like the first day of spring
will we hold onto him like his offspring
no amount of tears will ever fill the desert
our contempt has birthed the dust storms in his heart
the empty shoreline of an endless beach
the waves are a painful memory we failed to teach
preach, preach!
about the whale and the shark
he dies in a pool of crude turmoil
after he smoked his last fossil fuel
into the atmosphere
of depravity and utter fear
he lies on the bed of money made from exploitation
and returns as dust does into the desolation
heaven is a dark cloud behind a blue sky we can’t see anymore
he hopes his soul is wired to somehow find the door
here lies a fertile garden that sin sprays
and the devil upon the alter preys
on fallen souls
as demons serenade them like angels
we arrive wearing suits and makeup
just in time to catch a wakeup
a last chance
to take a final glance
back down the path of the evolution of life
and ours and maybe have a laugh
or cry
and ponder now, or wonder why
we lost compassion
a global confession
Categories:
realises, death, earth,
Form:
Rhyme