Best Solid Poems
My feet are on solid ground,
for to the earth I am bound.
Though I hear river flowing
and see the full moon glowing -
a pie in star-studded sky -
I do not dream I may fly.
My feet are on solid ground.
July 7, 2021 for charles messina's Elemental Poetry Contest
THE SOLID TRUTH
On the day I was born.
Everyone put me on a petal stool.
The Angel's played a trumpet horn.
While everyone called me a ~precious jewel.
Harps played!
Doves flew!
That's how my birth was displayed.
As I got older ~ As I grew!
My heart of gold started to fade.
Sinking down in to the blues.
I hide my thoughts under the shade.
Wondering how one screw got lose.
I removed the pin from my own grenade.
Like TNT~ I lit my own fuse.
Blowing myself away from your masquerade.
My life has no buttons to defused..
My heart is twisted with barbwire as a barricade.
I live this rotten life, no reason to hit the snooze.
Sweating and letting the thoughts of revenge cascade.
A level of rage and hate is my only muse.
You camouflaged into a blonde beast with the eyes of jade.
The truth has come out, with an unacceptable excuse.
The solid truth, is like solid waste.
A force of mean, turning a heart cold.
Here's the truth do you want my new sour taste.
Forget when I was sweet, when I was bold.
I enjoy this new feeling of being out of place.
The truth was told..
In your face.
I laughed at the way it was all unfold.
Walking with a smile~ one day you will die,
and pay for what is owed.
While I sleep at night with Glory..
You'll wake up everyday to my untold story.
With the solid truth that lies have no end.
Guilt will have everyone crying at my funeral.
Wondering what happened to their "precious jewel.
by;p.d.
On egg shells she walks
Hoping one will not break
For the head games will start
She does not want to partake
He jumps to wrong conclusions
That are farthest from the truth
He always assumes the worst
She needs rational, not uncouth
She's fighting a losing battle
For he never sees her point
She can't head off the fight
Does he enjoy being out of joint
She wants to walk on solid ground
To no longer fear the cracks
She deserves to live happily
Not worrying about his attacks
Finding the courage to walk away
When the heart wants to remain
If only he could change his ways
Love her without causing any pain
She would more than gladly stay
Embrace living happily ever after
But as important as true love is
Equally vital is trust and laughter
06/09/2013
The only sound one hears is the slight breeze of grainy sand whipping across the desert floor...
You kneel in the soft earth - but still...solid as stone you are...
With time and space in your favor you stare and ponder...
Laid behind is your once called home now lay in ruins...
Full of color so bright and fierce...
But now tattered and dull, hollow...
What could have been? And what could follow?
Shall you weep and wallow? Or shall you pull yourself up out of the depths?
You kneel in the soft earth- but still...solid as stone you are...
For the East Jesus Contest
Meg Anderson
12-16-14
Seas Of Black Winds, Blast Walls Of Solid Stone
Fighting against waves, where night's bright moon shines
In thought, a much needed stitch often saves,
future life like seeded cones on green pines.
Sealing doors, when escape demands harsh pays
In their bravest deeds, heroes do much more
than any that in their shame falsely prays.
Deep dark nights, echoes ring chimes very clear
With eternal hope, faith gifts saving lights
loves united, dreams sent forth without fear.
Dawn's bursting gaze, when black night terrors flee
Happiness cuts deeply retreating haze,
as new life and great joy cries let it be.
Seas of black winds, blast walls of solid stone
Tis little help, being bad to the bone.
R.J. Lindley
Feb.21st, 1976
Poem Syllable Counter Results
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Total # Lines: 18 (Including empty lines)
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Total # Words: 110
There is a rock that can put your mind at ease
It heals all manners of disease
That Solid Rock Is Jesus
Rock can deliver us from all our sins
So that you and I can truly live again
A everlasting friend
Rock that can save your soul
Will and can make you whole
Solid gray skies
Over daylilies trying to bloom
Several different species so colorful
Open only a day, live life to the fullest
What have I done with my nearly 29,151 days
Birds fly in
Mostly to feed from birdseeds
The feeders need a refill so they can eat
Those birds usually fly in, overfill before a rain
Another day of possible showers so they have to eat
Fresh seed put out
Mockingbirds zoom across flowerbeds
Land, catch a bug, zoom out
Another mockingbird lands on the cement
Bobbles along like a roadrunner
Redbirds flock in
Hit the red feeder that matches his color, perfect camouflage
Boy, he is eating gourmet food
From the buffet
Rakes out what he doesn't like
Sparrows fly in
Feast upon the discarded seed
That landed upon the cement
They gobble up those small seeds
Fill up in just a small amount of time
Female red cardinal
Flies in and lands on a wood feeder, aged, grayed with time
It seems to match her color perfectly
She is harder to see since she blends in
She fills up and flies away
Amazing
No susurrus in the pines
No crows cawing all the time
Just the symphony of songbirds tickling my ears
And the cymbals clanging out woodpecker's notes
A few minutes out on the porch
How it makes my day
Now a zephyr begins to move
Stirring the asparagus and spirea
Wow! A break in the clouds.
The sunlight beams
Casting its morning light
Across my wildest dreams
A flower garden with more plants
To feed the birds, bees and butterflies
Thank you
God for your creation
For your gift of flowers
A mixture of clouds, rain and sunshine
All of life upon this earth
Written by Gail DeBole on January 5, 2013
Updated on April 7, 2017
With you on the Ground…
And I floating…
Every once in a while
A breeze lifts me
The clouds hide me
The sun warms me
And you tug on my
String and I join you
On the ground
Ever so briefly
Until there is a reason to float
Even for a few minutes
Do not let go
Of my string
My arms kite-spread
Thinking I like this
There would be nothing
But a floaty feeling
Nothing to keep me here
If you weren’t there to
tug me down
A raindrop splashes on my cheek
You tug me away
Before the
Downpour hits.
Song Poem: Tune to
"On Christ The Solid Rock I Stand."
Ooo Lord in this Wilderness I stand,
Like Ha-agar often falling down.
Let an Oasis come near now,
With Spiritual Food to strengthen me.
With Spiritual Food to strengthen me.
You said to "try you, put you to the test"
You're not even that far away,
You're only just a prayer away.
Even those CLOSE on earth may not reach OUT,
And not reach out to support a soul.
On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand,
All other ground is Sinking Sand.
Everything began with jealousy,
Envy not wanting prosperity.
Vying to keep only to a certain height,
By making mountains into viral mole hills,
Lord spreading words that aren't your Word,
Many following along with hearty glee!
The One we thought would surpass is down,
Now we All stand a Chance instead.
How longer must the enemy,
Keep spreading ALL that one is not?
Undependable and proven unreliable,
Use of information not so true.
Even though you may be very high,
You reach right down with your Right Hand.
Some may not know that you "laugh" at them,
Has myriads of angles with pairs of eyes,
Creatures too with eyes under wings,
On top of those wings are also eyes
Plus their own pair of eyes.
These help the Creator and his Son to see,
All wrong things done here below,
These are all called his Roving Eyes!
Hush little one I see and hear your tears
If only I could comfort you and squelch your fears.
I feel your fists pounding against my walls
I'll be with you no matter what trouble befalls
Your foster mother will one day have to face her fate
Don't let her teach you the meaning of the word hate
You are a wonderful child and have done nothing wrong
You must not let her break your spirit, please stay strong
Ignore her vulgar words, let them wash over you
Don't take it to heart, it's definitely not true
The bruises she inflicts will one day cease
I feel your anguish, use me as your release.
Make your dents on me to ease some distress
Frustration and anger you should never suppress
I want you as strong and solid as my own foundation
Please don't succumb to her inflicted demoralization
One day you'll be grown and will have a heart of gold
But for now my walls will watch, listen and always enfold.
Sponsor ~ Black Eyed Susan
Contest Name ~ If These Walls Could Talk.
holding
myself upright
walking along narrow
strips of solid redeeming faith
trusting
handed
over all things
and waiting on the Lord
may not see immediate changes
praying
message:
don't come to see
can claim occupancy
showing how I cared for this piece
peaceful
no heir
in city or town?
foolish to not have any
here there and everywhere collecting
prayerful
Her proof makes this case difficult this time,
He tortured and forced her leading to rape,
even though I knew my client is an ape,
I`ve to use my skills to defend his crime,
He started this crime long before his prime,
For her to be suppressed make me to gape,
With her built and size,she could the escape,
For her not to,her proof is like quick lime.
She struggled and shouted and NO ONE ..came,
In a closed room on a NORMAL bright day,
Crap! Isn`t it?This is none,but a false claim,
She consented!,so there is no foul play,
She came on her own,so he has no blame,
My client should be set free without delay.
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Shining Fruits From A Solid Tree
As I rest on this high mountaintop
blessings come, they never stop
All my family are blessings to me
shining fruits from a solid tree
The clouds parting early each dawn
sunshine on flowers on the lawn
Looking closer I am content to see
smooth waves upon my family sea
Whenever this life sends some bad
I reflect on blessings I've had
Bow my head and settle in to pray
good Lord, thank you for every day
As my time for leaving comes near
I stand in faith not abject fear
Seeing my family in heaven my goal
praying God's mercy on every soul
As I rest on this high mountaintop
blessings come, they never stop
All my family are blessings to me
shining fruits from a solid tree
Robert J. Lindley, 02-14-2015
You aren't worth killing myself over
No matter how much has fallen upon me
No matter how much the days ahead will bring me down
No matter how much my own body tries to waste itself
I'm not gonna let you decide my fate
I'm not gonna let the absolute abuse kill me
The gaslighting you put me through
The insults followed by praise
The opportunities I wasted by being at your beck and call
You aren't worth my life
Whatever's left of it anyway
As cysts reappear after a year of bloody warning
As the depression continues to set in harder than ever
As I refuse to be medicated because of the games you played
You're the worst kind of parasite
Bleeding everyone you know dry
Flashing a smile and getting your way
You never intended to grow
Just as long as you could keep drinking everyone's life
Now before me is solid stone
For everything I gave
Has turned to rock beneath my grasp
Stone chairs, stone pencils, stone beds
And for now, I'm too weak to raise a chisel
And even now I crave your touch
Take me in your arms and let this be a dream
Pull the strings and make me dance again
Flash that smile, laugh that laugh
And throw everyone away when you're done
And I'm gonna let you drag me down
Like I always know I do
Clutching, ripping at my heart
Screaming for another start
Begging for release from all my pain
You wouldn't care either way
You said it yourself that day
And in becoming just a bag of meat
All I accomplish is destroying all I love
For the sake of the parasite who tried to do the same
It doesn't matter either way
To be polite, I wished the best
And you walked off either way
Now who's the bigger man
As my tears type these words
So I'll bleed just fine alone
Sure, there's no one else around
But I'd rather be alone than deal with your abuse
From solid stone we were born
And from solid stone we've been dashed apart
the arguments and the spittle
they are our muscle
the curse words and the raw harshness
they are our multivitamins
the accusations and the confirmations
they are our truth serums
the holding on and the letting go
they are our inspiration to work
the laughter that we share
the positive memories we declare
the forward movement with the freshness of a spare
the quality time now handled with thorough care
building blocks are heavy
cinder blocks are heavy
roadblocks are challenging
around the block is challenging
the doghouse and the worn sofa
inspires contemplation and marination
the circle drives and the cooloff walks
inspires strategy sessions and blueprint brainstorms
the attention deposits and the attention withdrawals
inspires infinite lessons and next time remembrances
the long talks and the informative conversations
inspires the next day and the next workload
simple assembly still takes time
simple maintenance still takes time
the screw and the screwdriver can still cause callouses
the hammer and the nail can still cause callouses
however and nevertheless, it all can never go wrong
as long as God is the Foundation on which the Bond stands strong....