Best Shaking Poems
I have a big, old froggie that lives in my ornate lily pond, so refined.
And every time I have a guest, he Farts and spurts water from his behind.
My son has named him bubbles and tells everyone, how he is so fine...
Now, you must know he’s only five with potty humor on his mind…
It started as I included my son, while finding a fountain for my pond.
But he came home and told his dad, who now also had to come along.
While I kept looking for a fountain, you know… with exquisite flair.
My son kept asking me for a special one, that farts water out his tail.
Now, as I watched my two beloved gentlemen, I knew something was afoot.
I found retreat a better thing, as I high tailed it away, with a serious hotfoot.
Sure enough, my birthday present turned out to be that froggie for my pond.
And I certainly couldn’t hurt my son’s feelings by saying no, to respond.
My hubby laughed as he pointed out a place, they had agreed it should go.
Yes, you guessed, it’s the first thing you see, that your eyes can bestow.
Perhaps my plight is really not so bad… or at least, my hubby now tells me so.
Even though the guests’ eyes grow big, and their walk becomes really slow.
As I see their looks, a better conversation piece could never have ever been.
As I gently explain my son’s love for me, is touching, don’t you think? Again.
Of course the little froggie keeps farting and wildly smiling, throughout it all.
But the smiles are never near as big, as my guests’ smiles… that suddenly grow…
As they become enchanted with the understanding of it all.
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Elvis Aaron Presley
So different from John Wesley
When he got on stage
A whole lot of shaking earned his wage
We sit across a table eating Pho;
two old friends, sharing food
and stories of our little worlds
Of my new love; my old projects
of his sweetheart; his old business
the dross men use to hide our hearts
We timidly tiptoe towards truth;
tiny steps in the deepening dance
of two old friends, carefully sharing
We talk of our ageing families;
my father's dementia and
his mother's parkinson's
He hesitates to use the chop sticks
that he's been so proficient with
and tentatively, he takes a fork
His hand absently stirs the soup
with the fork, as we dance away,
carefully, back to our little worlds
I feel the shaking of his hand
as we shake hands goodbye
and I wish that I could forget
I was in an essay contest
It started in January
When we wrote our rough drafts.
Then the teacher paired us
Up for peer editing.
I was paired with
A boy with sapphire eyes.
When he read my essay, I had
Shaking hands.
He couldn’t find anything
In my essay
For me to fix.
A few weeks later,
I was the finalist.
With shaking hands, I told the sapphire boy
That I was a finalist
Because the day it was announced,
He was gone.
Seven people told me before
I got to language arts so
I already knew when I got there.
Flash forward to a Wednesday night.
I’m nervous, with shaking hands
I email a friend,
Asking if they’ll come
To the oratory contest.
The friend said no.
An hour later, I was on the stage
Shaking hands, I placed them on
The podium.
I read my essay, and left the stage.
Less than 20 minutes later, they
Called all fourteen finalists to the stage
Again.
We got our gift baskets
And then it was time to
Announce the winners.
Shaking hands again.
Third,
Second.
Then, I was first.
I danced all the way home.
The next day at school,
I found the sapphire boy during
Fourth hour.
With shaking hands, I told him that we won.
He was happy, but he
Was angry too.
He hadn’t received any credit.
The next day I bought him a
Carnation.
I didn’t sign my name on the note, but
I wrote on the back
With shaking hands,
This is your credit.
Shadows detach at dusk, and like bats
roost together in sinister rookeries at night,
wrapped in black mantles
hanging upside down, gossiping.
Peter Pan lost his shadow,
"do you know where they put my shadow?" he cried.
He found it in a chest.
He cried when water and soap failed to stick it back on,
but laughed in joy when dear Wendy,
sewed it back, reattaching it with needle and thread.
"I daresay it will hurt a little," she said.
You look back and see someone staring,
with you in their gaze.
"Is that person looking at me",
Why? Do I know them? Have I seen that face before?
You look back later, that stare and glare
are still there. Why are you being shadowed?
You duck down alleys, trying to avoid being noticed.
But footsteps follow, someone is there!
They are coming!
You are hiding in fear behind a wall.
A shadow crawls prone towards your,
gets bigger and closer.
But, suddenly the shadow turns, passes by and slinks off.
Whew! What a relief. That was a close one.
Shadows are followers, seldom leaders or climbers.
They have forgotten how to tell the time.
They slink like a snake, prone along the ground.
Like a dog they hound you panting for a pat,
but they are always out of reach,
allusive, tough job to touch.
Like bad memories they haunt you,
and shadow you around all day.
But, you can shake them at night.
Unlike dreams and nightmares,
shadows can be put to bed.
Strangely, you can drown shadows in water,
and shake 'em off in other shadows,
because shadows are not true reflections of self.
Lights out, lights out!
In the run about, the critters flee to me
Storm, blazing lightning, air too warm
My friends with fur feel a curse
On the wind- a sense of berzerk
Huddling together, kitty close for good measure
Ozone green, birds stop the preen
Feels like a train is gliding by, so close nigh
Rumble the ground before the sound
The animals knew- I had no clue
We shudder in this shack, back to back
A growl here, a hiss there, outside something howls
A banshee on the wind, makes me want to flee
Yet the twister keeps us here, shaking menagerie
Slamming rain above our heads- Oh the dread!
Here we must stay- as buildings rock and sway
Perhaps for the rest of the day- hearts heavily weigh.
A. Green
A Sunny Winters day
Cool sun kisses skin.
Pastel coloured ocean
Shuddering salty sea
Pink apricot morning sky
Seaside meditation tape.
Rolling frothing waves
emerge at fast intervals
Driftwood on the shore
Gold sloping sand dune
Giant swirly starfish studs
Seagulls squawking high
Leopard jelly sea slugs
Spiky red rubbery corals
Glittering foam sparkles
Extreme low tide no wind
Cuttlefish , tiny shells
Haystacks of seagrass
Jelly baby jube aneama
Soft small gentle waves
sound like a waterfall
Seagull flock flying low
red rimmed pale eyes
breathing hole red beak
red webbed feet high
flushed to body in flight.
there's a whole lot of shaking going on and you're all shook up
but that is how life is when you drink from God's cup
life can take unexpected turns and have you all spun around
just remember who's in control and has the power to settle life down
now Paul and Silas were in prison for simply preaching the gospel
but after praying to God He then did the impossible
when life has you all shook up you need to stand back and sit still
don't be negative, have a little talk with God and then wait on His will
continue to do what is required of you and trust in God to show you a plan
for God can open new doors in a way you might not even understand
but that's okay as the word of God says to lean not towards your own understanding
but to wait for the will of God to intercede and to do what the Spirit is demanding
if you have a relationship with God He might shake up your normal routine
to take you out of your comfort zone and into a place you've never seen
it might not make much sense to you and you might even disagree
but God knows what is best when it comes to your destiny
accepted beliefs, traditional concepts and that's how it's always been done
but a whole lot of shaking will be going on and your faith may be under the gun
sop forget those accepted beliefs and let God guide you along
allow Him to shake things up and put you where He knows you belong
as no weapon formed against you will prosper nor come to fruition
allow the will of God to shake things up and put you in a better position
now the adversary also has the power to shake things up in your life
just recognize the enemy for what he is and then call on the power of Christ
a young girl who was demon possessed had caused a riot to manifest
with lies told against Paul and Silas they found themselves under arrest
but Paul and Silas did not possess the spirit of fear
for they knew that the Lord God would always be there
so at the midnight hour when all hell tends to break out
that's when to the Lord our God Paul and Silas did pray and shout
and lo and behold God answered their call
an earthquake occured and shook the prison walls
then all the cell doors flew open
and all the shackles were then broken
for when the praises to God go up the blessings of the Lord come down
and there will be a whole lot of shaking going on
but that's okay you're on sacred ground
Tears hang in my eyes
While I overthink myself
To death. Thinking of
All I've done wrong
And all the ways
I should tell you
I'm in love with you.
My heart beats out of
My chest when you
Come near. Can you
See my shaking hands
Or is it all in my head?
A permanent chill lightly
Traces icy fingers down my
Spine when I hear your
Name.
I can't forget you.
I shook his picture
As if it would say am sorry
I did not mean it.
I dropped it on the chair and
Stared deeply into his blissful eyes
As if he would say please forgive me
I did not mean to hurt you
I couldn’t break the picture
Though I wished it would break
I put my hand through my long shiny weave
I wanted to pull it off
So I simply got the scissors and
Cut it all off to lose recognition
A new hairstyle would do me good,
I said to myself.
I tried to remember every word he said
But the conversation didn’t make any sense
I got the picture again and said;
You you you wish you were far from me
You wish I was not anywhere near you
Because I want to kill you
I want to put a slap across your handsome face
So that you and I will never be friends again
Iam not a liar
I am not a cheat
But you you you lied about everything
Where are you now
Where are you?
You have gone with the wind
Disappeared without a trace
The world has swallowed you
And the love we had together with you
Lost forever because you lied.
Sipping slow and deep from a steaming cup
of lemoned tea that keeps his rubbery hands steady,
His ever-meshing throat clears and his shaking lips utter agedly...
"Son, a man is as he speaks to his groin.
You are the red staining my now limping heart,
You are the blood running in my now rusting veins,
You are the tomorrow of my now sore marrow.
Go forth to comb the forests of adulthood,
Find that trunk of age on whose ab raise your ark.
Never look too far, there is no such thing as greener pastures,
Gold mines are everywhere and every day is the mining season;
But be wise not dig too far in the wrong places.
Always remember that every time you shoot at the moon,
Expect back a silver bullet…always remember;
Go on little one, live youth to see your days of age.
There’s a deficit of words that shape the world,
When the soul is emptied into words,
The world is rich with beautiful poems;
Write your ode, son of the sun and sing your song.
Should they ask you of where you come from, tell them...
--- A two-shelled tortoise sows her seed on rock.
20/08/17
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Earth Quaking
He was trying to receive our backing
All of America started ran shaking
Taking our benefits away
Am sure with no delay
Whole earth will be quaking.
Or what's up doc was quacking.
Jim Horn
shaking the pillows
a twilight night
of dreams
It started when my 7 year old son was diagnosed with adhd/odd,
You have no rest taking care of a child with a disability,
Years went by I did all I could nobody knew or asked,
I would cry over the smallest thing then shake it of and carry on,
In my late 30s I was diagnosed with my own disability.
I had to stop working that made it worse,
So embarrassed I hid it never asked for help,
Living on benefits it paid the bills,
The government changed the rules to get people back to work,
Medicals where done with an unfair system,
When I failed my medical told I could work,
I knew that I couldn’t go on.
I went to see my gp,
She said to me "your shaking and self harming I can see",
Diagnosed with depression and anxiety,
At the medical tribunal the previous was overturned,
That helped me enormously,
Now on medication I manage to hide my depression well,
You wouldn’t know to look at me that I have,
Depression and anxiety.
I've tried to claim immunity
from feelings deep inside
to face life with impunity
so from these feelings hide
But man's not meant to be alone
Just to himself be tied
Each lonely day that man is shown
His emptiness inside
You told me that you cared for me
I feared of course you lied
For in me lies the memory
Of other loves that died
So cautiously I'll play my hand
And cautious time I'll bide
For it's difficult to take a stand
When so many times I've tried
But it must be time to shake the past
Just put my fears aside
I'll grasp these feelings while they last
And join them for the ride
Come join me in my travels
Through love's abyss we'll glide
And while my heart unravels
Let your love be my guide