Best Starring Poems


Spy Games- Starring Kim Kardashian

Are you as surprised as I to find 
That Kim Kardashian is a international spy 

But don't worry she's on the side of right 
Working this time for the good guys 

The pics that this twit tweets 
Is spinning turbans around in the Middle East 

Corrupting the minds of the men and their youth 
As they google eye over what she let's loose

Though Miss K. is not the one to blame 
It's mainly the fault of Uncle Sam 

She's just doing her civic duty 
In the posting of selfies in her birthday suity 

I've had suspensions for years believe you me 
The Kim isn't as dumb as she appears to be


I heard that Iran has accused Kim Kardashian of being a spy... 
Who knew!

Premium Member Starring a Starfish

Never ever ask a starfish for directions
They're at the centre of five intersections
Confusion reigns
But they're not to blame
Their Moms and Pops invented genuflexion

Starring Tonight

What a superb line-up for you tonight ladies and Gentlemen
For your entertainment and delictation tonight 

There’s kind old Adolph with Mien Kampf
Monsieur Adam Smith presents The Wealth of Nations

Joseph Smith speaking guided in Reformed Egyptian 
Presenting Jesus he cannot write but lets go plenty who can

L Ron Hubbard Dianetics: The modern science of mental health
Bearded wise Karl Marx presents Das Capital

Another Beard! Yes it’s old favourite God with the Bible Old and New
Oh and here we go! The Lovely Mohammed with the Koran

Enjoy!
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.


Flotillia

Equus Ferus caballus bovinium
awing the Browsband, he sat upon the latigo Keeper
relevant scales
an occurance of a dynamic conjunction
the rhizosphere
in Gilib. He said!
sativa fabaceae and
Tataricicum
Fagopu esculentum
disentangle rhizosheric
those processes
Adda Aiia O' badia Obadiah!
he grinds the wheat to be meals
for the peoples!
biosphere, hydrosphere, pedoshere
sativa fabaceae, fagopyrum
tataricum
tataricum!
fagopu esculentum!
serendipitous
bovinious sandwichious, wheatous eatem's!
alpha draconis
bowich Chordata. The starched collar of my tuxedo shirt!
that these words are of the wheat
for the wheat
and buy the wheat!
the wheat for the peoples!
grind ye the wheat
to be flours for our bread
that the heels shall make sandwiches with bovine
Meatus yum-yum!
thank ye oh God of Harvest
the Sandwisch of Meatus!
the sounds of humming goodness!
he wears a tuxedo when he eats these fabulous burgers!
they are so scrumpsous!
,
thanketh thee!

Naked and Alone Starring Jane Fonda

Naked alone my teeth are sinking in the bone
The ship is sinking all are in fear
I do, let's jump; overboard
Naked clotheless the chocolates are in the sea
Man overboard, Set the sails and let's jump ship
Naked and ready to go
Jane Fonda Knows what to do
Jane fonda Knows everything
She is life itself and i'm the chocolate beneath her teeth
Set sail and lets go ho ho ho

Starring Tonight

What a superb line-up for you tonight ladies and gentlemen
for your entertainment and delectation tonight 
you’ll remember these acts for the rest of your life

Most of your favourites here tonight 

Monsieur Adam Smith presents The Wealth of Nations
Joseph Smith with Jehovah gold plates and a gun shoot out

L Ron Hubbard Dianetics the modern science of mental health
my minds spinning already 
bearded the wise Karl Marx presents Das Capital
Wait almost forgot kind old  uncle Adolph with Mien Kampf

Another beard -  fashions do come and go ! 
yes it’s our old favourite God with the Bible Old and New
Jesus what !  such promise - lets go !

And here we go! the lovely Mohammed with the Koran
no follow up act surely !
his followers are all charged up 
Its explosive !

Enjoy!
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.


Starring Tonight

What a superb line-up for you tonight ladies and Gentlemen
For your entertainment and delictation tonight 

There’s kind old Adolph with Mien Kampf
Monsieur Adam Smith presents The Wealth of Nations

L Ron Hubbard Dianetics: The modern science of mental health
Bearded wise Karl Marx presents Das Capital

Another Beard! Yes it’s old favourite God with the Bible Old and New
Oh and here we go! The Lovely Mohammed with the Koran

Enjoy!
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.

Starring At the Ceiling

Staring at the ceiling 
Wonder what you're feeling
Are you thinking of me?

Go about the day
l picture your sexy way-
Do you think about me?

Constant glancing at the phone
Should I just leave you alone-
Maybe had enough of me?

In the silence of the night
How you use to hold me tight-
Ever, are you missing me?

We've had some time apart
But you've never ever left my heart-
Are you still loving me?
© Kc. Lar  Create an image from this poem.

Starring You

I taste the rain of light you shower
Come the dark of the late night hour
You glow as you flow and grow like mist
And it shows as I bite my clenched fist 

I can’t believe my stars - this is a SEE
Blinded by your brilliance - hotter than Venus
You’re branded in my eyes forevermore
I’ll feel your warmth deep in my core

I’ve danced with a star – I’ll never be the same
Baptised in a universal name - I'm gald I came
My morning star – pulsing beauty & humility
My evening star – a beacon of prosperity

In the story of my life – starring you
May we love until we burn through
Be spontaneous as when stars touch
-stuck to each other like glue
Phenomenal as a flaming torch
-when you say I do

Starring



                 What if each of us are the Avatar 
of a reason to be.
A type of firmament principality.
Of what is, in expression of personified- inalienality.

A manifestation, of a kiss, bliss, a smile, 
pregnancy, fomentation.
A certain romantic look to the sea.

What I feel is, everyone has a reason to be.
That, is a beautiful thing, 
in standing, ovation.

Premium Member He Stood Starring


Who' s to say what he wanted?
I opened the front door, and less that 20
Feet away, he was already there, just
Starring directly at the door.

Who's to say what he wanted?
We stared at each other for a few seconds
Until I made a sound, whereupon, he ran.

Who's to say what he wanted?
Was he on some kind of mission?
He seemed in a state of inquiry.
That rabbit never said a thing.

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