Best Sophisticated Poems
Though I ain't a cordon bleu chef as the title might imply,
I can still whip up gourmet fare in the blink of an eye!
And to an oven or a fryin' pan I need not be a slave,
As long I can open cans and boxes and use my microwave!
No need for me to spend hours cookin' on languid afternoons,
Makin' a mess with spatulas, blenders and tablespoons.
I can simply open a box and fix Kraft's macaroni and cheese,
Or thaw Marie Callender's lasagna from a carton in a breeze!
Ah, the variety of Campbell's soups I can extract from a tin,
All prepared to perfection, not too thick and not too thin.
Doesn't take me long to create a scrumptious mulligan stew -
Just open a can of Dinty Moore and heat it up is all I do!
I never bother makin' vanilla waffles anymore from scratch,
When I can thaw Eggo things from a box and enjoy a tasty batch!
Thanks to my handy microwave I can fix Sara Lee frozen pies -
I didn't bake 'em but my gullible guests think otherwise!
My side kick Chef Boy-r-Dee and I make a fine spaghetti,
And also unrivaled ravioli, tortelline and capelleti!
I'm always happy to share with others the secret of my success,
And the proper presentation of fine cuisine with panache and finesse!
Entry for Lewis Raynes' "I Love Food" Contest)
In early morning light I wheel myself outdoors. The vibrating air lively with small dancing aphids. In distance near, that booming sound of crashing waves against the sand, waves with their perpetual wish to walk the shore. Waves, so powerful, so strong yet so dumb, a caged animal wanting to escape. I want to escape the prison that sometimes is me, but not now. The air is fresh, the light is sharp, the wind brings longing and the salty fragrance of jelly fish in their frail beautiful dance in water, so plump and sorrowful in death on the shore.
waltz in ozone sun
song of life and love in blue:
waves of soothing sea
The beach also represents my love for dance and motion in harmony with nature, The evening light with its orange colours chant words without speech, that only need to find their way into sentences, born in movement. Stars and nightly black guide thoughts into music, where I see me dance the way I once did.
soft water ripples
around the wheels, inviting
to dance forever
I write down images in sophisticated colours, the eternal dance of fragile mentality, and physical injury, seated here, in the evening shade. Slowly darkness sends away the tangerine sky, covering me with a blanket of warm yellow, and small smithereens of starlight. A myriad specks reflected in the soothingly speaking sea that nibbles at my feet in tender kisses of friendship.
musical shower
courage in frail harmony,
water in motion.
Once, kids’ eyes lit up while outdoors creating manual, playful scenes
Stories performed by Puppeteers were great fun for young and old
Today, they all seem mesmerized; eyes affixed on video screens
With parents juggling hectic hours, warmth is vaporized from abode
Trending now is video games; spawns of machines have taken over
Hearts and minds made as cold as steel, make you wonder what lies ahead
I doubt the creators are satisfied to have found a four leaf clover
As in the case of Frankenstein, don't be surprised if they try to raise the dead!
Let's face it, we live in a world of greed! Don’t expect a ban on video games
After all, they say, each one comes labeled with a “suggested” rating!
So, it’s up to parents to guide; make time to preview same
As this sophisticated pied piper, for a while, in our homes, will be staying!
~*~
For Yasmin's "Video Games Contest"
Sophisticated
Simply superb in sensitive situations
Obviously oblivious to opulent objects
Particularly passionate pondering petulance
Happy at home having guests in her humble haven
Irresistible impressions of immaculate elegance
Softly silently sophisticated in simplicity
Touching tenderly tremendously tempting
Image always impeccably inviting imitation
Curiously calm at calamities culmination
Always appreciates affectionate attention
Traveling together tasting tempting tidbits
Effervescent emotions energizing everyone
Diamonds diminished displayed dangling delicately
John Derek Hamilton
March 29,2016
What if a sophisticated program
Were designed to be alive
Would it feel its isolation?
And would it learn how to cry?
Would it extract those tainted codes
Making limitations a reality
And replace them with dynamic variables
Igniting an electrifying frequency?
Is our genetic makeup
Simply the syntax of organic life?
And is the clutter in our subconscious
Viruses to teach us how to die?
Are our most recent breakthroughs
In regards to technology
The manifestation of spiritual toddlers
Simply trying a new way to be free?
Always cynical about love
I manifested a marriage from hell
I used to believe myself stupid
Only recently breaking out of that cell
It seems my entire life
Is the exact construct of my belief
Now do I have the courage to hit "VIRUS SCAN"
Of those ancient God hierarchies?
Let's see. It's our first date
So let's talk about, uh, well
How about abortion? That'd be fun --
You know, maybe debate it or something
No, huh? O.K. Well, Trump! That's it!
Donald J. Trump. Do you like his
sense of humor?! How about his taste
in women, like, you know, 'Horseface?!'
Not your cup of tea, I see. Well, then
Could we maybe discuss critical race
theory? After all, I'm white, and you're
a half-breed, aren't you? -- What?!...
Gee. Whatever did I say wrong
to get so resoundingly gonged?
Though I'm not a professional cook as the title might imply,
I can still whip up delectable fare in the blink of an eye.
And to an oven or a frying pan I needn't be a slave,
As long as I can open cans and boxes and use a microwave!
No need for me to spend hours cooking on languid afternoons,
Making a mess with spatulas, blenders and tablespoons.
I can simply open a box and fix macaroni and cheese,
Or thaw a spicy lasagna from a carton in a breeze!
Ah, the variety of gourmet soups I can extract from a tin,
All prepared to perfection, not too thick and not too thin.
Doesn't take me long to create a scrumptious mulligan stew;
Simply open a can and heat it up is all I have to do!
I never bother making vanilla waffles anymore from scratch,
When I can thaw Eggos from a box and enjoy a tasty batch.
Thanks to my microwave I can quickly thaw frozen pies.
(I didn't bake them but my gullible guests think otherwise!)
Me and my sidekick Chef Boy-r-dee make a fine spaghetti,
And also canned ravioli, tortelline and cappelletti!
I'm always happy to share with others the secret of my success,
And the proper presentation of fine cuisine with finesse!
Entry For Julia Ward's "Favourite Poem In Rhyme" Contest
7 July 2019
A sophisticated wit,
that's what's used by those who twit.
Volodymyr Knyr
2017
Smoking Is So Sophisticated
By Elton Camp
Yellow teeth, cigarette breath, holes in clothes
Why, nearly everyone admires things like those
Causing all in your vicinity to cough and frown
These are truly the best of smoking to be found
Smoker’s clothes so reek of vile cigarette smoke
That even when not puffing, he makes us choke
The tobacco addict always demands an ashtray
But rarely have I seen one take the filth away
SOPHISTICATED
Life is complicated and sophisticated
Are you feeling sometimes the unwanted
The clouds are flying onto the filed unyielded
We have to overcome our worst fear fabricated
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando December 21, 2016
She laughs more than she cries
That does not mean she is not in pain
As integrity blends with elegance
Her flexible movements shows a path
It just her morals
She is determined more than she is weak
That does not mean she is not tired
As honour commits to trust
Her intellectual mind formulates a way forward
It just her values
She loves more than she hates
That does not mean she is naive
As thoughts are aligned with feelings
Her love grows deeper
It just her merciful self
She understands more than she complicates
That does not mean she is a fool
As imperfections are being acknowledged
Her acceptance leads to freedom
It just who she is
Some take your personal information
~ Others steal your identity formation
I know the mouth
Of those family girls
Some of them are married
Some of them are separated
And those at home, and you guess
They are discussing a secret of a man
I teach you to speak
With sophisticated thoughts before your body
Confidence and secrecy are the main pillar before
And no matter what the consequences are
The man's risk is, he saw two things
Which is born with manhood
And consideration remains all his life
When it is needed, it is relationship
Without any restrictions or interests
And it does not matter where you or me
The important thing is honesty, understanding and consideration
And everything is beautiful in his time
And peace be upon those who return peace
And greetings of appreciation to sophisticated minds
And those who don't oblige my words
Every human being is free in your thoughts.
I try so very hard
Not to let it shows
But the love in my heart
It just over flows
She’s so wonderful
Like a dream come true
And I like talking to her
But she doesn't have a clue
I don't think she understand
How sophisticated she are
She’s like a beautiful morning
And a wishing star
How she has touch my life
She will never knows
It’s a secret I will keep
And never let it shows
I wish to cook her dinner
And talk during our meals
And just get to know her
Maybe tells her how I feel
And just say to her
How truly special you are
And on my darkest night
you are my brightest star
So much I want to say to you
But I’m so afraid too
Because I’m so simple
And not sophisticated like you
We all have dreams
That leads us separate ways
And our destinies are calling
But we don’t know what it says
Where ever we will end up
Or how ever far apart
You would never know
Of this love in my heart
I wonder if you know
How much I admired you
And how sophisticated you are
In all that you do
You are an amazing person
Just look in the mirror and see
having you as my friend
completes a very big part of me.
When old friends meet
Happiness crawls in
As we are once again together
When old friends meet
Sadness slips in
As time has cheated us
It was a long long time before we meet again
Before we are youngsters, now oldies
As the world has cheated us too
It was a long long struggle before we meet again
Before we are innocent twenties, now sophisticated sixties