Best Rt Poems
D ining is fast-food
R eading is extinct
A ging is ugly
W alking is inefficient
K nitting is unfashionable
C onversation is abbreviated
A rt is dying
B ackward is society
Categories:
rt, life,
Form:
Acrostic
A confession
bursts from your full lips
Almost against your will:
“I’m hungry ….
I'm hungry for you.”
I speak in seductive smile soliloquy.
My cherry glossed lips pa rt,
gushing out this succulent response:
“Come, my hungry boy.
Come and eat.
From appetizer to desert
Gluttony’s Creed is freed in me
Take time to t~a~s~t~e
From chocolate tips to cherry smear,
your taste palette I’ll tease
with full bodied, full course meal
Thirsty in--be--tween--needs
~~~~I’ll drench quench~~~~
from my blessed abundant flow
take it nice and slow as you go
Come, come and indulge
another dish to relish
My love menu
creations just for you
Just the right spice
Of naughty and nice
Satiation Celebration awaits
But now...
Eat..... s, l, oOoOoOo w, l, y
Don’t waste in haste…
These moments so ^u*n^ chaste
There you go, baby boy
satisfaction exhalation
Now, come
Let me clean~~you~~up
Time to sleep
Here is my chest
plush pillow rest
I’m here
Sleep...sleep
Hunger will not haunt your dreams
Ah...
Contented sigh
Closed eyes
and here am I
Watching over you as you sleep
Insatiable the hunger for you
In my *eye*
Eileen Manassian
Categories:
rt, relationship, sensual, sexy,
Form:
Free verse
I-t's
R-eally
E-ye-popping
N-ice beacon's rise
E-arly in the morning after the night.
V-iew of the skyway beyond the white clouds
I-s beautiful,
L-etting it
L-ook like
A-rt.
N-ow
U-se your
E-yes to see
V-arious colors,
A-s the nature is filled with lovely hues.
Topic: Birthday of Irene M. Villanueva (May 13)
Form: Acrostic Tetractys
Categories:
birthday,
Form:
Tetractys
It was a hot and dusty day
the crowd fidgets as it waits
bull dripping sweat in shute bay.
howdy folks the announcers say
Raging Tornado in shute awaits
it was a hot and dusty day.
Saddle slipping this and that way
only held in place by weights
bull dripping sweat in shute bay.
R.T. chews on his cud of hay
pawing the ground in anger waits
it was a hot and dusty day.
Flies out of shute now comes what may
saddle slips man evacuates
bull dripping sweat in shute bay.
Riders distract bull hold at bay
while man slides out and valuates
It was a hot and dusty day
bull dripping sweat in shute bay.
Categories:
rt, animal,
Form:
Villanelle
I fast boy, this aint no foot race
What you playing?
What, you think you got a game ginni in your game pack
Well, I paint Black
And stain them in Pain on rare occasions
Occassionaly coming up in death throes
Dead body is my stomping ground on this beat
My melody be blasting bastards, knocking em backwards
the Force of theses 5 Felonies be unappropriate behaviors
And if you ever seen me in Airstrik...es,
Well, when you seem me you'll be very quiet
And if you thought it was adequate
my accurrecy so precise you can't phantom the damn damage
You know Im real skilled, and the satisfaction of it leaves me upset still
It was Mercy from God for me to carry this pain cause it suits me like it is a deep love
If Seashell's is ever in Hell then I'll be busting a knucklehead if he wants to act a badass
This aint a brag, no we never come in a boast boy,in my conduct I be, I promise you honorable,I standup as I stand for a higher standard
and when i get mad i act bad, When im in a heavy conflict
jaxattacks are my chosen tactics,
And nowhere in my eyes does she see me ever being a leader or getting the best of a ***** when she on my badside
My Blood cleansed that land, I faced the devil slanging quarters and halves in every which direction like my creation changed due to evolution thru the fact that i was moving too ****ing fast man, But i grew out of it like I went from panic to romantic attacks
From the battles with the devil and demons and nets set , and tribulations and Mania and Im still maniac, Still A disciple of Ninjitsu, my senses still keen, iM SINGLE till i get my possessions back, the love in my heart concealed, its so hard to hide my love I feel so many sharp p[ains,Love Felt feel these steel bars they are a million you would have to go thru to hope to find one, a connection u never dectected the quality of,im 10 times 99topics liike im a balla up talking in manner never heard of, be the bang that yo body been starving for, rt
Categories:
rt, dark, history, me, pain,
Form:
Lyric
The first game of spring
It was the first game of the year.
The go lumpducks vs the hot rugcats.
On 1st base for the hot rugcats is: Tiny judy mad cat
On 2nd is Flash betty furball
At short stop is licky slip maybell
On 3rd three leg piggy polecat
Rt field Cassy cool cat
Cfield Tiffy Mudcat
Lt field Vicky short pants Field cat.
Pitching Wild arm Jayne legcat
Catching Junkcat Kitty
The game is cancel due to Rats on the field the team is hard to control
A real mess the lumpducks left after the first rat was tore apart.
But that's your line up for tomorrows game.
Categories:
rt, baseball, cat, funny, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
D on't do it
E ven the Gods will cry
A rt is only illusion
D espite your pain
L oneliness is human
Y ears melt to one
N o need to sip that cup
I nternal storms
G row into calmer seas
H earts that bleed
T ake time to heal
S hadows forever lurking
H oping to conquer
A nnihilation the only cure
D eath the final solution
E radicate their cruelty in the cool breeze of the dawning sun
Categories:
rt, change,
Form:
Acrostic
Proteus beneath our wheels,
shapeshifting God of the Underworld hungers,
longing for music as laughter,
stars that sparkle in young eyes.
He takes what Hebe gifts,
lacking such grace Himself.
Wheels pass:
Proteus sleeps,
sated until the next passing,
waking with a song to feed again.
Categories:
rt, death, imagery, journey, lost,
Form:
Free verse
* death is a process of many stages, and dementia can be one of the ugliest … Dad taught me many lessons in life, and he fought to the last to retain what sensibilities he could. I miss you, RT. *
~
oh Dad, how I wished you realized how much
I longed throughout life to garner your touch
a spare arm to steady me some, here-or-there
or perhaps a rough tousle to mess up my hair
a shoulder-ride wouldn't’ve been such a stretch
an hour for fishing, or a quick game of catch
maybe taken by hand for a walk on the beach
a soft pat on the back, with a lesson to teach
a high-five to follow some baskets with you
or even a, (gawd forbid), warm hug-or-two
perchance, a kind touch to blot a stray tear
how I longed for just SOMEthing, year-after-year
and, now that you've lost your volition to live
my resentment is waning for what you can't give
thus I’ve made that decision to push it away
and I go to your bedside again, to just pray ...
your dementia can't realize it's me who’s nearby
so I settle my head on your chest ... and I cry
my tears wet your t-shirt but you’ll never know
while I weep and I whisper, "I can't let you go"
I know there's a reason, but it’s one I can’t find
why we have to lose you, as you lose your mind
thus devoted to family and God each good day
now you fight as your dignity slow-strips away
as you don't seem to notice that I'm even there
I tell you “I love you” while I rise from my chair
I straighten your pillow and you give me a sigh
(I've annoyed you again), my eyes are now dry
I drop your hand gently when my visit is done
to my shock you hold on, say "I love you my son"
I turn back around, kiss your forehead goodnight
"please, watch over him, Lord, he has fought …
the good fight."
~ 1st Place ~ in the "What Do Your Children, Parents Or Best Friend Mean To You" Poetry Contest, Jeff Kantor, Sponsor.
Categories:
rt, father son, loss, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Flowers are beautiful
to see
to feel
but they are short-lived
for they wither fast
Relationships are beautiful
to cherish
to nourish
but they break apart
if care is not taken
Art is beautiful
it brings wonder
in its splendour
but not all can understand
its real worth
Glass is beautiful
in its pattern
as a lantern
but it shatters to smithereens
when dropped down
Icicles are beautiful
in the caves
near the waves
but a little sunshine
and they melt away to nothing
Life is beautiful
to enjoy
and employ
oneself in good works
for soon it will end
Everything is beautiful
in its own way
but does not stay
forever the same
for beauty is fragile.
30th July, 2016
Categories:
rt, beauty, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
I- marvel at thy ingenious blend of depths
B- eautiful like golden apples in a silver filigree
R- einvigorating the curious minds
A- rt thou an internet search engine?
H- ey World! A living library I have seen
I- maginations stagger with thy ornamental expressions
M-aster of literary horticulture and architecture
B- y being so long in the lowest form
I- nto my bones, the entire features I got
N- ow a pregnant man have I become
T- hrough thy real zeal, a real deal
A- ll latent talents thou made manifest
Categories:
africa, art, love, thank
Form:
Acrostic
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xoxo
***
March 19, 2017
11th in contest: Tweetable
Sponsor: scott thirtyseven
Categories:
rt, funny, giggle, word play,
Form:
Rhyme
"The Young and the Breathless"- TV soap opera about youg emphysema
patients unfaithful to their doctors.
Candid- Something you could do, and did do.
Phone Call- Bidding your phone to come to you.
Binary- What you can purchase with nary any money.
Nascent- Odorless.
Philosophy- Phil Silvers designing soffits.
Surcharge- Driving down Rt. Number One on the Big Sur at 70 mph.
Surplus- The addition of the above's wrecked car to the cliffside base below the
aforementioned highway.
Supplant- Burying the idiot victims of the above, around dinner time.
Sunglasses- Drinking vessels for our Solar companion.
Sunspots- Where my male offspring hangs out.
Gnome, Alaska- The city in Alaska where the Travelocity icon was found frozen
solid.
DVDs- Defective BVD shorts.
Tuba-fish- Edible fish from an all-fish marching band.
Leak-Proof- Applying Super-Glue to the tip of one's *****.
Leave of Absence- Finding your mate has disappeared into a pile of leaves.
Eavesdrop- Falling off the edge of your roof.
Ecosystem- A ritualized style of producing an echo in a jar.
Sentiment- when a Mob boss orders cement for a mob "funeral".
Cyclone- an artificially duplicated person's mild vocalization of sadness.
Elfin John- Small, bespeckled gay singer/songwritter.
Elongate- Turnstyle in the NYC subway system, to the "E" train, expanded in size
for fat people.
"It Takes A Leaf"- How to catch poison ivy.
Hopin' to give a smile to Christy in her time of trouble.
Categories:
rt, fantasy, funny, imagination, on
Form:
Burlesque
i love the roar of a Harley
watching them scream down st. rt. 66
their freedom excites me
when i ride i blend in with
the wind and all my problems dissappear
Categories:
rt, life
Form:
Free verse
clouds wearing halos
brighten gray space in sky
after rain sunshine
7:52 p.m.
5/30/98
Rt. 360
Categories:
rt, nature,
Form:
Haiku