Best Role Playing Poems
AFTER HOURS
Dudes in duds broken down brims
cocked and bent creases in trousers
when thugs were gents
People with attitude women too
demeanor and outfits like
Ebony's front pages
Dudes in duds broken down brims
Money on backs eyes watching
the eye's of watchers
Entrances and exits.
Wink or nod jazz in smoky
rooms groomed and manicured.
sashay across the room stepping off in
Bally's shoes shined no scuff
after hours.
high profile.. Dudes in duds
broken down brims.
Men creating temporary illusions
Clean to the bone
deliberate sashay tempo exaggerated
tempting and teasing pleasing the eye
karat's on fingers scents linger
Exquisite cologne clean to the bone
faded edges -role playing no script
Dudes in duds
Broken down brims cocked and bent.
Attitude in threads
We wait to be called in that back room
Where they'd spit "Gangsta Wit".
before videos
Was dudes in duds with sweet tongues
making their points in after hour joints.
Live and direct we upstarts
learning our parts we'd sit
internalizing gangsta wit
like understudies to a movie script
In after hours joints........... delighted...
She had hair that was dark as the darkest night
Brown eyes that shined like a beautiful light
Her lips made the brightest Rubies look dim
Odds of forgetting her were less then slim
But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin
He was out looking for someone to meet
She was walking desire on a deserted street
When they said goodbye it was all for the better
Deep down he knew he had to forget her
But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin
They said their hellos - Then said their goodbyes
Everything in-between turned out to be lies
He knew he could never get her out of his head
But tonight his wife would be waiting in bed
But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin
Back home after they had put the children to bed
Images of the role playing still fresh in his head
He watched her undress out of the leather and lace
He studied each curve and the beauty of her face
But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin
© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved
Little sisters enthralled
in a world of fairy tale
making sense
of the universe
role playing
in teeny high heels
and glam clothes
in a big pink castle
One learns to run the show
and grows up to be a director
while the other stays
caught up in the fantasy
of her Barbie and Ken reality
AP: 2nd place 2020
A coworker once warned me
"You'd better have a plan when you retire."
I half-joked, I was going to "turn lizard and sleep on a rock
and have the most spectacular weeds on the block."
Eventually I retired .... without a plan.
A rather reckless split-second decision.
I'd grown tired of the rats and the piper man.
Endless role-playing- shallow shop talk-the mundane tasks.
Halls filled with frog-mouthed back jabbers.
So, I walked away without a parade.
Like I'd done in high school decades before.
I tasted the illusion of freedom but was thoroughly clueless.
There was also the slow simmer of terror in my brain pan.
I retired without a plan.
40 hours/per is a large black hole to placate.
Goals are vague, a lounge in the shade of no urgency.
I've no sharp desire to tango with a society that's turned frantic and feral.
A hyper-rabid froth of mayhem and peril.
Time has turned into an amphetamine-popping entity.
While space is imploding and fragmenting.
My thinking is shallow, condensed without continuity.
I retired without a plan.
The months are blowing by.
Loves die, painting black holes where there once was light.
Acquaintances drifting away in nonchalant clusters.
I feel little desire to shock the world.
I sleep like a drunk infant.
Exhaustion is a treasured friend that stayed too long.
My hygiene has taken a big hit.
There are no company picnics to prim for.
I'm waddling around the last bends.
Paying hell's rent...a few months in advance.
I sleep on a rock bathed in blue light.
I retired without a plan, then turned into a lizard man.
We met,We Played,We joked in the Internet.
I never thought I`d fall for you,
Never,ever thought I`d love you.
My Heart Beats a Thousand Thumps when you`re there,
I feel so Lonely when you`re not.
My Zodiac is your name,
A Fiery Lion in the Sun.
I`d never thought I`d meet you on the Internet Online Crush
Leo,Leo is his name.
Nice,Awesome and The best.
But he doesn`t know anything about me.
He doesn`t know I like him A lot.
I wish he knew so he would realize that I`m falling for him.
So he would know How I feel for him.
It`s hard to keep my feelings without saying I Love you each day.
He thought it`s just role playing
He doesn`t know it`s from the heart.
Help me for any solutions..
Of how to Confess my Heart.
What is real?
Depth
width
or height
Passion,
friendship
or love
Falsehood
and role-playing
Lie and deception
Can I trust you?
Facade ... creates distance
Honesty ... creates strong ties
16-04-2020
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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The Cunning Stranger at Dragon's Lair - A Narrative Poem
One day at a comic shop,
I met a man selling cats,
For the money, he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some bats.
"Got any bats?" asked I.
"For that's how I'll spend my money (wow)."
"No bats here!" said the guy.
He seemed to find it quite funny.
This ain’t no zoo or pet store!
"We've got some interesting comics,
I'll give you a very fine price."
"I'd rather have some ergonomics."
The man blinked rapidly thrice.
The store owner said I got Batman # 7;
The man said I’d rather have rabies.
The man seemed exceptionally energetic,
And his manner was strangely amused.
He wasn't what I would call acetic,
The great disdain he noticeably oozed.
Like others, he thought I was odd,
Some say I'm a bit cunning.
Still, he gave me a courteous nod,
As if he thought I was plenty stunning.
In his hand was Spider-man # 5.
In mint condition worth $1.000.00, what a fine;
So in search of my goal I departed,
But before the comic shop could I leave,
The man came running full-hearted,
"I can help you I believe."
"Cats, bats, you shall not find.
Comics, ergonomics, you can get.
You must now open your mind,
And get down to Dragon's Lair Comics.
So to Dragon's Lair Comics, I decided to go,
In search of the bats, I craved.
The winds it did eerily blow.
But I felt that the day could be saved.
There were stalls selling comics,
Role-playing cards many heroes shades.
There were even stalls selling home economics
People were scattered from many trades
I was greeted by a peculiar lady,
She seemed to be rather cunning
I couldn't help thinking she might be quite shady.
I wondered if she was at all stunning.
Before I could open my mouth,
She shouted, "For you, I have some bats!"
I headed towards her, to the south,
Past some comics and cats.
"But how did you know?" I asked,
"Do you want them or not?" she did say.
Silently, the bats she passed.
Then vanished before I could pay.
As I walked away I heard a crackle
Or was it, perhaps, a hushed cackle?
Next door to the comic shop Acme Pet Store?
For you see a pet bat, not a cat or a comic was I looking for
6/6/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Woot Woot Personal Memories
Monorhyme Form
Jeremy, a teen, is baby sitting
his siblings. They swallow him up playing.
Berry sits on big brothers lap giggling
in the big comfy chair sinking feeling,
while tightly squeezing, Ella’s enjoying.
Admiration of big brother’s loving.
Frankie and Joey, watching, role-playing,
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles winning.
Michelangelo’s, stealth bomber punching,
Donatello’s, Chi Gong skill in slamming,
Leonardo’s master swordsman slashing.
Ninjutsu skills, arms swinging, feet kicking
Following every skilled move they’re making.
Heartbeat of siblings bonding, like breathing.
Big brother is always encouraging,
Never giving up on our life squabbling,
protective, understanding, still willing
to play, do fun things, smiling, ensuring.
5/25/2016
5/25/2016
Poetry Contest ; Personal Memories Monorhyme II -
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
Controversial....
drowning in a ibyss
of sequins and rhinestones
accented with patent leather shoes.
Forced into perfection
with pasty concrete smiles.
Tangled webs of lipstick and lollipops,
cheers and cheerios.
The confusing mix of a
glitzy, glamorous grownup world
and dimpled grins at war
with the tooth fairy.
Behind the false lashes
coiffed hair, plastic teeth,
the true novice soul emerges
leaving behind raccoon eyes
and powder streaked faces.
Encouraging or exploitive?
Mastering self expression
and confidence, perhaps
but what of the confusion
that manifests between
role-playing and real life?
Controversial....
A sailor who loved costume parties
would shout out a wild, “Aye, me hearties!”
This old buccaneer,
role playing with cheer,
got mimicked by all the young smarties.
April 14, 2019
entered in Tania Kitchin's Pirate Themed Poetry Contest Placed third
when on a lark, this primate shut his eyes
until sight formed slits doubling up as a wink
this earthling stared hard and scrunched brow
unintentionally mimicking,
the familiar Auguste Rodin statue
likened to a pose when one doth think
perhaps said captive pose pondering
(similar to me) about life on other planets
while I stared at lunar surface
akin to a disc or dime sized skating rink
awash with luminescence
and imaging himself whisked away
by an alien, synonymous
to the peculiar millions miles distant pastische
manifested entity than didst slink
a non hue man feline looking cat in the hat
comical creatures decked out entirely in pink
soft halos conjured up saintly mink
or...a far fetched thought suddenly
came to form in my mind,
that this har creature a found missing link
whose nocturnal glowing facade exploding charade
possibly a message
or motion nothing more
than routine smoothing out an anatomical kink
on front and back oh head resembling
a Doctor Zeus characterization,
viz a harmless rat fink
hm...maybe a vestigial progenitor
of former birth by Gaia now extinct
though from afar, the b52 shaped being
aye espied as fur ball affixed
with a long elephant like snout to drink
and appeared to lack occipital orbs,
yet evinced possible mode to see via a chink
impossible to restrain me noggin
appearing to nod and blink,
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hence entranced my attention fixed
from faint (perhaps a feint)
flickr ring meant as playful faux
role playing lunatic humorous acting wry
impossible to decode explicit antics
(of spacial cosmic guest),
no matter eyes nearly shut tight visual
wondering if non verbal communication
of mine correctly interpreted
meant to kibitz and vie
despite impossibility to validate,
a continuous effort yours truly did try
fixing thy gaze, nee straining
with alm aye might to esse spy
if cheap trick concocted entire visage,
which might not constitute life form
(admitting this chap to prevaricate,
and be full of baloney),
himself prone to confabulate
(dropped one to many times on the head)
when this rocky lunar image,
a moon scape comprising nothing
boot ham and cheese on rye.
Rickity Ragity by James Edward Lee Sr.
Rickity risked
rags while rolling rolls
role playing rogues
rose roused rubbing
rubbish right handed
ricochet retained objective
Rickity Ragity is his full name
He is a rabbit who ain't ashamed
Sewing and gambling is his game
retaining ripen red roses
russet runts running mates
ripping rip roaring while showing
rhinoceros repelling lions swag
Rickity Ragity is his full name
He is a rabbit who ain't ashamed
Sewing and gambling is his game
Rickity girlfriend is a chinchilla
who lives in the villa
her name is Regina
and she likes ruba-shakes
sipping on organic carrot laden coffee cake
recovering reaction reckoning
Rickity buys licorice
Rickity risked ricochet retained objective
Sewing and gambling is his game
rhinoceros repelling lions swag
Rickity Ragity is his full name
He is a rabbit who ain't ashamed
Sewing and gambling is his game
Rickity Ragity is his name
12/06/17
Invisible Kid
Invisible kid that’s what you were called.
Locked in your room wasn’t punishment at all.
Alone to explore your dreams and read stories,
Alone safe from harm to be whoever you wished.
Fantasies and storytelling for your teddy bears.
Role playing and performing in front of the mirror,
each morning.
Play time with her friends was often,
never rare for the invisible one.
Together, they were little girls fixing
their hair while singing or twirling around
playing dress-up.
But this invisible girl floats alone in her room too much.
All alone and she seems quite happy.
Really, she’s just fading away.
Hiding herself from the violence and scary things
that loom beyond the door.
Afraid of the death scenes,
that might play out any moment.
Oh what a quiet girl she is in her room.
So calm floating around with files of
imaginary things to ponder.
Round and round in herself.
Round and round locked in her brain.
Away from the pain and shame
of her violent and desolate world.
Unplugging from all,
so the fear disappears.
All alone, she stayed in her room.
Suspicious of anyone’s touch,
So independent, she didn’t need a crutch.
Now a grown woman,
when will she come out and share herself
with the world?
So, here I am. I've arrived safely at maturity.
Sorry I was delayed - it's been quite a journey!
The weather was sometimes very rough,
and steering through those storm-ravaged lanes
was really rather tough.
So, here, I am. What do I have to show
for this long and arduous odyssey?
What do I really know? What lessons learned?
What collection of learn`ed luggage
is nestling in the trunk of my vicissitude?
So, here I am, a bit battered and travel-weary:
jet-lagged by hours of delays, and wearied
by travelling in so many endless circles;
orbiting in many a revolving door in search of an exit;
blinded by blind alleys and one-way streets.
But, here I am, in need of time to just be me.
An end to role playing, a recess from responsibility.
A time to hand over the reigns of obligation
and traverse new frontiers by ageing 'gracefully',
as, here I am, safely landed in maturity.
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