Best Shews Poems
~SHELTER FROM TH' STORM~
TWISTING INTO VORTEX,MY VISIONS VANISH TO NAUGHT
THUNDERHEADS ROLL VIOLENTLY,AS VORACIOUS DINS RING A TOLL
TH' DARKNESS...NOW FEEDS FEROCITY'S MAELSTROM
BURSTING AT MY SEAMS,TO CHALLENGE REALITY
STIGMATIC WOUNDS,PROFUSELY NOW POUR
LIFE BECOMES DEATH,AS I PLEAD FOR MY DELIVERANCE
REGRET OF MY BIRTH,FEEDS A YEARNING
FREEDOM ONCE AGAIN,FROM TORTURE...I PLEAD
DAMN MY MORTALITY,I DESIRE NO MORE
TO BE LOOSED FROM BOND OF FLESH,MY SPIRIT GROANS
A TRAUM'D PAST,WAXES NOSTALGIC
CONCEIVED ONCE MORE...THEN REBORN
DEMON'S SEED PLANTED AGAIN,SEARING RAIN BLEEDS
TH' STORM GALES TOSS ME,TO N' FRO' TO BREAK
THOUGH SEEK I A SHELTER,NOT ONE BEACON SHEWS
MINE EYES THAT KNEW BEAUTY,ARE NOW BLACK'ND BLIND
A WHIRLWIND NOW FORMS,DRAWING ME FORTH
DEBRIS PULVERIZES MY PSYCHE',AS IT SWALLOWS ME IN
ONE NOW WITH THIS CYCLONIC SATAN,I SEEK TO DESTROY
BUT AN EYE APPEARS FROM TH' CENTER...OF PUREST LIGHT
PIERCING MY HEART...RELIEF COMES AT LAST
TH' STORM NOW CEASED,I FALL AS I GASP
HANDS APPEAR 'NEATH ME,AS SAVED I'M AGAIN...
FROM CEASING LIFE'S BREATH...BY TH' TRUEST OF FRIENDS
©~AZAZA~'09
Categories:
shews, confusion, dedication, depression, hope,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Carson, Sullivan, Como to name a few
Well known personalities when TV was new
From younger years
Memories so dear
Those were the days, they were really big shews
Categories:
shews, nostalgia,
Form:
Limerick
The lights are blaring
The team is playing hard
The stadium rumbles the ground
With movement
...and cheer
Down in the street
The earth moves
With the shattering of windows
And loud cries
...and fear
The crafts are displayed
The tents hold beautiful treasure
Parades tell of wondrous joy
Feelings tingle the tinsel
...and peer
......back
..................and forth
..................................here is too near
The season is here
It is upon is...this very moment
Gifts are being bought
People still planning
...void
The illusion dissipates
At the feet of TRUTH
Idolatry at the heart
We bartered our youth
Children don't need lies
Adults needed entertainment
Gainsay palatable
For the familiar feeling
....cheer
Sweet taste
Bitter digestion
Idol work
Spider infestation
....bluh!
Hope shews forth LOVE
Nothing else will do
Cheer dredged in sickly fear
Equals Holiday stew
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12/15/2021
Categories:
shews, hope,
Form:
Free verse