Best Start From Scratch Poems
Breathe deep and you will smell the suffering and death
The smell of burning flesh it will take away your breath
It was just a normal day, but in a split second it changed
When the bomb dropped from the sky the whole world it rearranged
Now there is nothing but destruction everywhere you look
Not a tree, not a plant, not even a babbling brook
Everywhere you turn death and suffering all you see
You have to become deaf to the endless cries and pleas
There is no one here to help, nothing you can do
No hospitals, no doctors, just people passing through
Looking for somewhere to go to try to start from scratch
With visions of their former lives from which they've been detached
Some looking for their loved ones who are more than likely dead
Thinking maybe they will find one or two of them up ahead
But I hold no such notions I know the truth you see
All that is left of my family is probably just me
To become part of a group again is the best that I could hope
Without the comfort of other people I don't know if I can cope
With the loss of my life and many others, everyone in fact
All of us making the same wish: that we could just go back
Back in time to computers and phones with our families at our sides
Back to a time and place before almost everybody died
That is where I wish to be and I'm sure everyone else does too
But all I can do is trudge along, hoping that I can pull through
I wrote this for a contest about a nuclear wasteland. Got 2nd place! I hope you enjoy. :)
Defined By Idioms
Naked truth, bent nails
dead men tell no tales
bad Apple, broken mirrors
burnt out light bulbs, crocodile tears
spilt milk, goose chase
two cents worth, rat race
rotten egg, bad to the bone
eagle eye, no place like home.
bat from hell,
pulled punch
big cheese,
no free lunch
can of worms, bleeding heart
knock on wood,
till death do us part
bite the bullet, checkered past
good as gold,
last laugh
burning bridges,
ball of wax
hold your horses start from scratch
wooden nickels ace up your sleeve
hair of the dog
all Greek to me
axe to grind
behind the eight ball
bigger they are
the harder they fall
jack of all trades cat's got your tongue
fair weathered friend
like father like son
small world
on thin ice
speak of the Devil roll of the dice
blood's thicker than water
lie like a rug
dime a dozen
when push comes to shove
dog eared pages
eye for an eye
bury the hatchet how time flies clean as a whistle C
chew the fat
crime doesn't pay. cover my ass
throw me under the bus gentle as a lamb
cold shoulder
hit the fan
buyer beware
woman's work never done
never say never
takes one to know one
come Hell or high water
pissing in the wind
pretty as a picture through thick and thin
beat a dead horse pass the buck
whole nine yards down on my luck
life’s a
don't rock boat
needless to say
go for broke
My life is the sum of trite cliches
Jaded expressions
so worthless so worn
I couldn't give it away
Beauty's Scars
Date: Mon, Nov 30 2015 at 4:33 PM
I look at a Woman with a "Golden" "Heart"
"Broken" Heart
A "Frozen" Heart
But I see when it "Glows" in the "Dark"
Let me be the 1 to put it "BACK" to "Part"
I Promise to not ever "ATTACH" it "Apart"
It's okay if I Have to "Start" from "SCRATCH" for it "Start"
I see your Beauty an it's "Sparks"
Take my "Hand" an Listen to the "Bands" An the "Blam" of the "HARPS"
While I Hold your hand on a "March"
While settle less than your "Worth"?
Why would you accept less an the "Worse"?
Why let your Heart Dry an not let me Quench it's "Thirst"
I want you blessed an they want you "Cursed"
Trying to plant my "Seeds" in the "Dirt"
An I got to pick up "Weeds" that's "Birthed"
I feel your pain but it's okay "Baby"
I know in life life can make us "Crazy"
I see the "Potential" that's "Essential" in my "Life"
You have the "Minerals" & "Credentials" to be a "Wife"
In this "Eventful" life we have to "Sacrifice"
The Bermuda Triangle.
Are we talking shorts
Or waxing?
Some are masters of deceit.
Should they have been born
Chameleons?
Many shoes, but all one size.
Leaving us with what,
Hobson’s choice?
To make pizza or pancakes.
Tough decision, or
A toss-up?
The road is winding and steep.
Will you walk with me
All the way?
Hurry upstairs to put on tights.
Dash for the ladder?
Run along?
She is loud but alluring.
Would you say she is
A siren?
Dictatorial republic:
Be corrupt or go
Bananas?
He is itching to begin.
Should he wait? Should he
Start from scratch?
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* This is a set of quinzaines that requires
much reading between the lines.
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Author: Paul Callus
Contest: One Word Title
Sponsor: Skat A
Placing: 4th
“My Deepest Passion”, is just three cuisines away
For over forty years, cooking in a restaurant, my forte
I can do an “Ice Carving” of a swan landing in a lake
I can start from scratch and build a five tier Wedding Cake
I’ve used exotic spices, from a hundred different lands
Pick fresh produce from a garden, I’ve never opened cans
I have Saffron flown in from India at $180 a gram
Escargots from Niece, France; where I also order lamb
With whisk in hand; a frying pan, a little wine and roux
I don’t believe there’s a creamy sauce; I don’t know how to do
I love to teach my students the beauty of Culinary Artistry
At Graduation they start their careers and take a part of me
Three cuisines, to master, to become a “Black Hat Chef”
But ill health is telling me I don’t have a lot of time left
From a short order cook to a teacher of the Culinary Art
I Live my dream, a dream that is deep within my HEART
As Executive Chef of a five star resort for the past eleven years
“My Deepest Passion” has kept me going as my retirement nears
Three more cuisines and I become “Black Hat Chef” number eight
The third in the U.S.A. a life long dream come true; if that should be my Fate
Inspired by Amy Green’s Contest “ My Deepest Passion “
Dedicated to my number One Student Kenny Potter my Protege
I loved you more than I have anyone
But I was unable to express love at the time so my feelings couldn't be known
I thought I could make things right, but I left things too late to repair
I'm finally moving on, but that doesn't mean I didn't care
Same old story, Guy likes a girl, he doesn't show it, loses her and regrets it
Everyday I've thought about sending you a message
But you blocked me after I said sorry and told you how I felt last time
I was finally free from depression and in a better mind
But I understand you're an amazing girl so I don't get another chance now
Someone as beautiful as you probably has a new guy to give you a dance now
I'd give anything to go back in time, and start from scratch
I'm trying to forget you, but it's difficult as my heart's attached
Maybe you've pushed me away to play me at my own game
But depression made me do it, I was being suffocated by pain
I pushed you away, you had to see the worst of me, So I thought you deserved the best of me
Chantal, I'm officially moving on, but I know I'll reply if you ever message me
I dated numerous girls after I pushed you away to try and get over you
I tried to ignore how strong my feelings were because I was scared
The butterflies in my stomach were new
Out of all the girls in the world, only you have put them there
I thought about you, no matter who I was with
Now I'm free from depression, I have so much love to give
But I don't get another chance with you, so after I wipe this tear
I've got to move on, but please understand I really did care
I loved you more than I have anyone
But I was unable to express love at the time so my feelings couldn't be known
I thought I could make things right, but I left things too late to repair
I'm finally moving on, but that doesn't mean I didn't care
Off to the nowhere
Start from scratch
Start with talking
Begin with a hatch
All new color
Red White Blue
Yet Blue takes over
There’s no clue
Always been the favorite
Always been the best
Orange was the color
Despite all the rest
Dipped in Orange
Without real feel
All in Blue
Early to Heal
Wild Lonesome Tiger
Craving for his streak
At least for a moment
To have a proper break
It’s always hard to witness
It’s always tough to choose
Coz either way you’re moving
Someone’s got to lose
You’ve gotta have the faith
And eagerness, go define
Believe your inner call
You are strong as Carbyne
Rise up, aim high
Up above & fly
Failure’s not an option
You are hell as Carbyne
Off to the nowhere
Keeping the promise
Lack of Orange
Useless time piss
Stalk you, lecture you
Here begins my game
Drive you mad
Till you forget the name
Renew the life you had
Strive & fit the theory
If facts don’t fit the theory
Change’em, destroy the theory
Break the habit, go insane
Act like crazy, but lead the game
For you know sometime, you might feel the shame
Don’t hate yourself then & carry the blame
It’s one life you live
With mighty typhoons
Red White Blue
Or Orange SNAFU!
It’s always hard to witness
It’s always tough to choose
Coz either way you’re moving
Someone’s got to lose
You’ve gotta have the faith
And eagerness, go define
Believe your inner call
You are strong as Carbyne
Rise up, aim high
Up above & fly
Failure’s not an option
You are hell as Carbyne
Which way to go,
Which way to turn…
Im so confused,
Is it everything I should burn?
Make it all brand new
Start from scratch.
Considering I'm lost,
Is that my best match?
Chose one path over the other
One that's best for me…
So flummoxed
Which one may that be?
Can't have both…
A decision has to be decided...
I have no clue,
Why am I so double-minded?
At the spilt in the fork
Laying here in the middle of the road...
Left to ponder,
My prince derives from which toad?
Muddle and muck
Decisions makes me feel yuck.
Left to meditate,
Why does this have to suck?
Perplexed, somber, frightened
Lost in a lonely world…
Tears trickle down my cheek
Left with no one to hold.
A Do-over
To our disadvantage
Our souls have been damaged
Something went wrong with humankind
Something changed deep within our minds
Dysfunction is rampant
There's only one way we can change
No more women pregnant
Start from scratch and try it again
This time listen to John
Share the world with no possessions
The greed and hunger gone
Wealth no longer an obsession
Money, owner and mine
Words that we will leave in the past
The hard world left behind
Peace and harmony ours at last
There's no other option
For fixing this calamity
Ending reproduction
A new start for humanity
July 15,2016
my mind is a like a fortress filled with words but none will show themselves on my paper I fight to find my words or even my rhyming lines my punctuations are lost but not forgotten my spelling seems wrong but that doesn’t stop me I ask myself why terri why cant you write and I have found the reason all those people who don’t matter no mere who I have cut from my life so called sisters so called father so called bestie all of them has let me done at one point or another they either lied used or abuse my good intentions and good will I keep them bottled in my heart and mind even thou I tell myself they don’t matter any more I have now found out I have lied to myself hate and love has no place being together how do get rid of all these broken people from my soul how can get passed my writers block how can I smile when I hurt everyday how can I love when I hate so much makes no sense to me these lines still look blank I fight my inner being I fight my anger to leave me alone but my muse feeds from it if I could run I would I could disappear I would too I wish tomorrow I woke up I would be new and I can start from scratch maybe then I would have sisters who loves me and besties who really care about me my writers block would vanish or a father who will say terri I love you what a dream a dream for a fool with a heart who fights to exist I fear one day I will stop smiling and loving
the water in the teapot is boiling &
the top is rattling---
as the hot steam begins to bubble out
the piercing scream is coming---
14+ million out of work
no universal health insurance
foreclosures upon foreclosures
(just in time for the “holiday season”) &
the
99%
have
had
it---
while the mainstream media does its best
to avoid the happenings within the belly of this empire,
it is unavoidable now,
as those who are out of work
who cannot pay to see a doctor or pay for their loved ones to get
proper hospitalization,
are on the brink of throwing caution to the wind,
like kamikazes ready to suit up
like a gurgling sickness in the stomach that the 1% refuses to try &
medicate,
but then again,
we’ve had enough of the band-aids---
it’s said “you shouldn’t try & fix what isn’t broken,”
but it’s time to revamp that saying
you should break what you cannot fix,
you should break it & throw it out the window &
start from scratch---
this is where we are headed.
and everyone knows it,
because the escapist tendencies of the 99% are fading,
primarily because those who would choose to, can no longer afford to &
what is left is a people at the end of their ropes---
within days of troy davis’ execution in georgia,
anwar al-awlaki was executed in yemen,
making it quite clear that the lions are on the coliseum floor &
those that have been chosen to be eaten alive for the
entertainment of those that have the money & leisure to watch
are just the beginning.
giggling up high in the stands,
those who have profited from this steady downward spiral
seem to be on autopilot,
walking through the undisturbed routine of their days as if nothing is going to happen,
as if those events that have taken down longer standing empires in the past,
will not affect them.
if when it all goes down,
we will be incarcerated at best
like those 700+ on the brooklyn bridge,
rounded up like cattle for a few shocks & a branding
(in hopes they’ll do what they’re told),
or in the worst case,
be executed ourselves as a result of an inevitable
clash between an armed public & those that have been
depriving us of any real chance at long term survival
under these conditions,
well, one would be a complete idiot if
they did not throw up their fist in the air
NOW!
my life is Scrabble
random words with not much sense
redraw, start from scratch
Im anxious.... Im Scared of Forever Scared we wont make it anxious we'll lose our love for each other anxious... we wont make it last.. scared we wont want to.. make it last.... tired of being afraid.. not sure what to do about it... not sure there is anything i can do... Scared I'll Lose U Niece Pretti Redd Scared U wont Come Back If I do... Scared we won't get along.... one argument..questions.... are we thru...wi ll we work it out....will we survive...will there be a breaking point.. what will it be... two seconds... angry with each other.... is it over....whos taking my place.... ur in a new relationship.... are we really over....yes..... What Now do i start from scratch.. do we pick up where we left off.. do I......Do I Love Her if I... dont need no time... start a new relationship.. to start looking..... I've looked ... found one... she my new flame.... is it too late.. i see u...palm in hand with his.. ur relatiopnship gone strong...I see U I feel u i Want U ... do I need U.. Wats the difference... Do U want me.... Are really Over.... Forever? I Have one request... Don't leave..... Ever.....Together..... Forever? Be Mine and mine alone... No One Else Just me... If there's is someone else.. anyone else.. Just Come Home.
They say you can’t remember pain, but every time I hear your name, I can’t breathe, someone help me.
The memories won’t leave me alone, I’m beginning to spiral out of control.
It’s all too much the thought of your hands on my body, but you see;
these stitches I’ve sown, oh they’ve come loose, talking to you, I am talking about you.
So from here on out, I vow to myself, to find somebody new.
Who won’t bring back the past and play it again, I want to start from scratch, I want the pain to end.
But it’s hard and I’m tired of holding it in, cause we used to sing, about our love.
Now I’m afraid my voice will fade to a whisper.
As long as you were talking, I would be there listening, every word meant the world to me.
There was nothing you could say and I wouldn’t hear you out, that was how we worked, two gears pressing on.
An now it’s all gone.
Sometimes
Sometimes it feels like you are the only person in the world!
People all around going their own way
You are surrounded by a bubble separating you from everyone else
There is an invisible barrier keeping you apart
Even loved ones move away
There is a force field pushing you apart.
It’s like being on the outside looking in
Looking through a window seeing your reflection in the glass
People inside carrying on with their lives
Not noticing the person in the window with the shadows in her eyes.
Its time to move on
Time to build up your life again
Hold onto your Faith
Start from scratch
Start from the very beginning
Gather your strength, work on your stamina
Build up your immune system, get fit
Live again!
Collect happy songs
Work on peace and tranquillity
Walk in the Son and Holy Spirit
Build up your laughter
Hide behind the mask on your face
Hide behind the veil of your hair
Hide behind the clothes that you wear
Show only the brightness of the Son
Imitate Jesus be like Him in every way
Work on humility and passion
Love and peace
You are different accept that
Move on and live!