Best Strangest Poems
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
Everything was created to perfection.
Order and harmony was its reflection.
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
Are a world unto them selves .
Man portraying his pigmy elves.
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
We - a voice creating a wilderness.
Many try not to, this I must confess.
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
|Are we able to become the salvation ?
for Mother Earth, Mother Natures creation.
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
Will the meek stand up and tower
over the strangest Creature’s power ?
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
Is faced with inevitable doom
as this little blue planet lowers the boom.
The strangest Creature !!!
On this little blue planet.
B. J. “A” 2
July 22nd 2015
I was brought up on a smallholding when I was a lass
We needed something to help us cut the vast expanse of grass
I wanted a goat and my parents they agreed
We saw one advertised and rushed there at great speed
Poor ‘Susie’ lived in a paved back yard
Finding her food to eat must have been hard
We paid them some money and then the fun began
Travelling home in dads Volkswagen van*
I sat on the back seat with ‘Susie’ next to me
It looked pretty silly – I’m sure you will agree
Back home she bounded out of the car
She trimmed the nearest rose bush – she really was a star
She headed for the washing line and tried to eat dad’s pants
It was pretty hilarious – I can still hear poor dad’s rants
She was ‘with kid’ and got settled in her comfy shed
Her favourite food was bananas she’d eat them all when fed
Finally the great day of the kid’s birth did arrive
I called them ‘Billy and Nanny’ I was filled with great pride
The kids were so cute and we would take them out for walks
If people saw us out in the street their eyes would be on stalks
The kids they grew so quickly and nanny she got sold
Billy stayed a few more weeks but he was never to get old
Billy became a problem and was sold off in a hurry
I was devastated to find poor Billy was made into curry
This really did happen as written - I had Susie for my 13th birthday present
The ONLY amendment is it was a VW Beetle not a van *
Jan Allison
10th April 2014
You and I
is the best " Chemistry " i have ever learned
You are the metal and I am the magnet
The most genuine and most dangerous pair of all
the strangest me I have
attended this morning in mind
pointing out things I didn't know
about myself
for example the power of resignation
that I demonstrated by not rebelling
when the garbage swallowed my convictions
and also the ability to heal myself
of the painful wounds that were inflicted
by the continual battles of contradictory thoughts
the weirdest me take charge sometimes
if higher emotional intelligence is needed
to resolve these existential questions
for which I traditionally have no answers
for being a complete idiot
when the matter concerns
to something other than
the usual simple and regular self.
We are the strangest creatures...
those henchmen following the villains;
their urgent command we must obey,
a human brain we don't have as they!
Our shape is rather cylindrical,
our appearance is yellow or blue;
some have one eye, others two...
we are those minions so comical!
We set out to do unfair deeds,
deceiving people with promises,
" Vote for him, he's the best candidate! "
And speaking we shake hands...
hoping they'll go to the polls and vote!
It's such a campaign of despicable social hypocrisy,
we're limited in either intelligence or equality:
but what's in store for us, dumb robots?
They program us to their liking, afraid of riots;
and we keep on walking with happy hearts...
convincing folks to trust and believe in democracy!
Written on 2/24/2016
crow's strangest caw
and so loud the sound heard..
white peacock
Chaos in the aisles where we shop
Can teach us better than Aesop
At Costco we’ll yield
To carts lions wield
With a smile while for them we stop
Reality Is The Strangest Fiction
I must admit
while it's quite a trip
to tread in the imaginary
the moment I slip
and fall on reality
I find it far more complex
than insanity
The say love is universal
if so, do tell
why do we connect better
when it's time to say farewell?
It would seem the constant intrusion
of reality makes the fusion
of ideas and surreal less valid
I've come to the conclusion
reality is the strangest fiction
making this contradiction
absurd while heard
with logic
Little strange things, like more concurrent truths
Between science and religion, but picking one
Closes off the truth saught, instead pride filled
arguments
About who has the most relevance in the idea
given to them based on perceptions of other men.
Maybe you've heard that under united syllabus
Only 12 types of vision can be created
And you can be positive are negative in each
Is that bipolor, sorry adhd
So you have 12 ways you have to perceive
Before a truth is held reasonable by all.
The only way to avoid rebellious pride
Is to have one of all personalities
Hear, understand and share their inceptions
Onto all You may see., but negative
Is ever present so 1 out of 12 may turn and kill you
The ones who were always listened too
Are ones that fit none of these men who
Learned lessons, not by those who would teach
All were betrayed, put to death for endangering
The heiarchy of the time.and now they are
Discredit by mental illness and prescribed pills
That can erase the mind to be rebuilt by thearopy
So except all you read, be kind and bless ones in need
Sit in the middle of the ones who believe You
Enjoy a meal, speak honestly and realize
That any supper could be your last
And all but one kind of men can be bought
And you could die at hand of friend.
12 apostles, 12 ways of learned routes of reason
The first organization of religion is a con in time
And all based from that are perception of a truth
That was also censored and based on lie
All evil are power is given not earned
Before united education and truths
By kings and cowards burned
Before access to all opion by way of TV
The mind of man was capable of amazing things
That we still appreciate and in the same breath
its lessons slip away,
The calendar of the miyans made took
The ability of thinking past one life span
Why could things of present day
Be predicted by men of yesterday
Because a plan put in motion by many men
To assure their descendents have power one day
Every reasonable man can see were this leads
Others agree and fight to be the pedigree
Of the coming eternity, one just disappeared
After learning the cycle beginning to end
I will continue this scroll of those who read ask I do so
You ask me where my homework is:
Well, teacher, I know you won’t believe this,
but I swear to you it’s true.
I really had my homework all set to give to you.
But as I walked to school, oh my gosh,
the strangest thing: This pterodactyl.
(what you taught us of in class)
dropped down from the sky
with fire shooting from its ass!
I was petrifed. It HAD to be a pterodactyl.
I remembered its look, for you taught us well.
It looked like a prehistoric monster -
like a devil’s pet on its way to hell.
This reptile with wings
came blazing from the sky
right toward me! I batted at it with my book.
I did not want to get burned by it and die.
My homework fell out from
the pages of my book.
That flaming pterodactyl -
my homework he up and took!
I’m sorry, so sorry. I was using self-preservation.
You can see my point, right?
You’ve heard of “Stranger Things!”
Teacher, for sure, this was an aberration!
Jan. 31, 2021 for John Lawless'
...And Then A Flaming Pterodactyl Ate My Homework Poetry Contest
A strangest thought I feel
A deepest darkness of a mind
The corners turned from pain
Sanity of humanity I survied
I thought they would come for me
Locking away from praying eyes
Each knock of the door I crawled away
They could not get in
Time would tick and the madness would appear
Nothing was clear the light was full of fear
Not a single tear but a crowded tear drops
They fell in such despair
The walls were stone like the heart that ruled
I see a thought the strangest thought
I see rose blooms I see the light with sunshine covering me
I hear the laughter from within yes I hear the laughter
A truth from each corner of my mind
I now find a smile in those thoughts of mine
A strangest thought I feel
Through the shadow I emerged
Far from the farthest I peeped
from gate to gate
from door to door
I saw a land
A green land
A strange land.
Aloof I stood
With sword dangling and clattering.
A war or a battle, I watched.
The weakest, a means unknown, slain the fittest.
The strangest land!
The strangest thing!
Praise and reward not for good deed.
'brace and hug, a gift for a proud Judas and
champions
of evil.
The loudest you cry, the tinier the gaol.
A spiky bridge between the less and the creams.
In the strangest land
Solace rests in hibernation.
Wake me when HE comes back.
Some people do the strangest things.
It's plain and simple, you know what I mean?
The world turns in it's own direction.
Why can't you see that you are the key to my affection?
The way I feel, some will never know.
Open your heart and give it a chance to grow!!
Some things I say are out of sight,
That's why I pick up a pen or pencil, and I write.
This for instance, what does it mean??
I don't know, so can the pot call the kettle green?
Get an understanding, and get it right.
With God in your life, you can win the fight!!!
We moved six times she tells him.
I moved nineteen times when I was a kid.
She stares at him. “That must have been rough.”
He shrugs. “I am better for it.”
She had told him that she was an assistant manager.
He used to have that kind of job before he became a vice president.
She told him about her car wreck. He had been through three of them.
Her hobby was flying a drone airplane; he was working on his pilot’s license.
This lunch meet up has been uncomfortably strange so far.
She told him she had four brothers.
He said that he had eight brothers.
He one-upped her every which way but loose.
“I just started the heaviest period,” she imagined herself saying.
She started laughing and she could not stop.
He begged her to tell her what was so funny.
She was laugh-sobbing now.
A shudder, a tremble,
hearing a screech.
Was it that chalk again -
on that board or this wall?
We tend to hear things
at the strangest of times:
midnight, noon, three-seventeen.
But seven minutes to ten?
Hmm. That's an odd time.
It may come again tomorrow.
But what is weird is that
it will come yesterday.
Yet I knew nothing of that till today.
We have the strangest of brains.
(Aug 2022)