Best Subject Poems
I live on an island in the Pacific region
The largest body of water is the OCEAN
Like, can we be more Pacific?
I think Christopher Columbus got lost
Because the directions were not pacific
Oh, excuse me, the Pacific Ocean
Where you will find the small islands (micronesia)
Where you will find the black islands (melanesia),
Where you will find the many islands (polynesia)
Generally, the islanders are like coconuts
So hard on the outside
But succulent on the inside
Yet they always end up wanting Samoa
Get this,
An assault by an Islander
is called a Hawaiian Punch
At times, these islands need a therapist when they are in a tropical depression
Some islands have sunk
Oh no do not laugh
That is not funny atoll
Sea yourself out
Therefore, I live on an island
A small island
I am a MICRO
I mean, how can I get more pacific than that?
Have you ever considered
the many cases
where family albums
show strangers' faces?
Some of those faces
may well be your own
standing off in the background
apart and unknown
But don't take my word for it
See for yourself
Your album of strangers
is up on your shelf
There's your concert photo
with your best friend Zack
But who are those people
hanging 'round in the back?
You have no idea
and neither does he
But there they all are
for your family to see
I'm sure you have others
but one is enough
in proving my point
which you cannot rebuff
Imagine that maybe
in some obscure book
on a library shelf
where people will look
You've made an appearance
in a photograph there
and many have seen you
while you're unaware
Just an unwitting subject
in the camera's eye
captured forever
as you happened by
Out there in the world
I'm willing to bet
somewhere there's a family
perhaps in Tibet
Viewing their photos
of trips from afar
and they're wondering just
who the heck you are
You're standing right there
in plain sight of all
right next to their grandmother
Ling from Nepal
You took the same photo
with your companion
near Ling and her family
at The Grand Canyon
They're here in our pictures
as we are in theirs
All over the world
we're caught unawares
So, why do I ponder
this subject so deep?
Oh no reason really
I just couldn't sleep
3/1/19
The modern man ceases to accept God exists
for he constantly runs away from this thought
not only that God is but we must answer Him
for this God is angry and is really red hot
We all know we're not perfect but not too bad
but does the Bible teach this? certainly not
Jesus spoke more on hell than on heaven
if this is true then why is it not more taught?
The subject of God's wrath is somewhat rejected
today's preachers don't like to offend
because the hearer doesn't welcome this
so no one tells it then the soul can't mend
In the modern church, there's little seriousness
so then no godly repentance to bear fruit
in years of old where sin convicted men shed tears
knowing their real depravity sin was at its root
The modern preacher seeks to comfort people
but God says yes only after the heartfelt cry
what must I do to be saved? when truly broke
they feel divine wrath so seek peace before they die
Scripture presents God in His holy character
His wrath and His love which is equally joined
this love is never valued till His wrath's understood
by the sinner deserving wrath knows I'm no good
(A look at today's superficial church as preachers seek not to offend his listeners but by neglecting the subject of God's wrath on sin instead end up dishonouring God)
Two old codgers were talking about sex
And ones question popped up next
This Viagra have you tried
For me I can't decide
Mm, that's a hard one,what a subject
.
For competition 'subject- Mars', sponsored by Joe Maverick
As I sit with my bucket and spade
looking at the sand castle I've made
no rain comes from the sky
no black clouds passing by
well at least it won't biodegrade.
The wife lies close by she looks cute
sun lotion rubbed on her space suit
she's started to wail
that she can't do her nails
it takes two hours to take off her boots.
Since I bought one, two minutes have passed
but my ice cream is melting so fast
I should have been wiser
it's covered my visor
no wonder I'm getting harassed
Our kids over there have just called
they've been foolishly playing football
but the gravity's low
so how far did it go?
no chance of recovering it at all.
Well, this is one hell of a summer
as holiday's go, what a bummer
the wife won't rejoice
because this was her choice
so next year we'll go somewhere less dumber.
22 June, 2015
After winter, springtime holds humans subject
Also, likely sometimes control response to
Nature's language, sedulous into summer
Wildflowers blossom
Written: April 18, 2015
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As Sol arises, greets the morn
the soon test taker wails,
"I'm doomed! If I had only read
The Canterbury Tales!
Or more of Samuel Collerige,
or Wordsworth, Yeats or Shelley,
More Medieval or Old English,
some Eliot or Browning!
Or how to spot a romantic
or how a Victorian,
or who saw Tutors on their shift
in this timeline Aenean?
I know not Byron from Whitman,
or Herrick from John Donne,
or Frost or Pound or Tennyson,
cannot read Piers Plowman.
There's just too much literature,
(I can't believe I spoke
this thought, it's blasphemy I'm sure)
like the Raven I quoth.
And though most know the Raven, I
do too, and that's not bad.
Though I think the extent of my
knowledge's not ironclad.
Though I can say with certainty,
amidst my sad lament,
the technique I used priorly
is known as enjambment.
And I know too that rhyme royal
is seven verses long,
where octavia rima's whole
is eight - one more verse strong.
And I've read Paradise Lost and
many Shakespeare works,
and much more Poe than The Raven,
and know Dickinson's quirks.
And I know Marvell and Camus
Gogol, Dostoyesky;
perhaps my portents were untrue,
my knowledge not so petty.
Perhaps I'm ready for this test,
though not well-versed as some.
Like caesuras, I'll take a rest
and stop acting so glum.
From a review book, I'll apply
this truth which first appalled:
If you know all this well, then why
attend grad school at all?"
hearsay need only
take one twist from the truth to
wring another's life
A humorous thing about sex
when young ‘twas a subject complex
we tried to get laid
but left so dismayed
when merriment early ejects.
August 29, 2019
I’m a Citizen and I know it
No one makes a subject out of this poet
A subject a farce
They can shove it up their ****
Better still brace yourself ill make it fit
Imagine a woman peeking out from the shower curtain…
Accompanying captions on the side appear
“I asked 100 women what shampoo they preferred?
The #1 answer to my survey was certain,
How’n blankety blank did you get in here?”
Managed perception creates confusion;
the picture plays a neat trick on the brain.
There was no survey, just a joke that's offbeat.
The words and the wordster are in collusion
like men who have an image to maintain.
What appeals to men is her ballyhoo.
Are they looking for shock, dismay or fear?
In the photo, she's a picture of "discreet".
"Survey" has nothing to do with shampoo,
when in doubt, turn his question on its ear -
"Why do they put directions on shampoo bottles?”
possibility
of attaining a climax
without a movement
when one's mind can wrap
itself around anything.
edge of reason arced.
Pick an apple from off the tree
Pick a person to play with me
A game of baseball might be football maybe even soccer
Two or more a team
What does this mean
Pick a letter from the board
Make sure it's in written word
Pick a picture, paint it well
Tell a story well written well
Read it a loud to every child
Pick a place pick a time
You know the reason you know the rhyme
Pick a time in maybe now
What rhymes with purple cow
You may kill time but one day time will kill you
Pick a person place or thing
Pick a favorite something
Pick a noun, verb, conjunction
Pick a one of the four directions
North, South, East, West
Pick the one you like the best
And when you're done writing this...
Pick a subject
03/02/15
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
They sit upon their seats of power,
Ruminating each hour after hour,
For words that protect them,
So we'll reelect them
To keep them in their ivory tower.
For John Freeman contest first place