Best Superb Poems
WHEREVER IS WHENEVER
Whenever living begins to chase me
or whenever it attempts to erase me
whenever life seems like a tumultuous insurrection
I always run in the same direction
Whenever denial defies my ample need
Whenever a festering sore begins to bleed
Whenever I feel like an outcast from a righteous breed
I fly for the same heading with ferocious speed
Whenever the sun is conquered by the rain
Whenever pride conquers disdain
Whenever by hopefulness helplessness is slain
I run to the same source to heal my pain
Whenever I feel as though I cannot tread another misery laden mile
Whenever beauty begins to vie with the vile
Whenever boredom keeps the shadow stuck in one point on a sun dial
I chart a course wherein I am rewarded by a smile
Whenever stagnation prevents me from doing what I know how to do
Whenever frightening are the tarot cards that I drew
Whenever I awake to the promise of a sky that won’t ever turn blue
I run to my only source of confirmed comfort which is you
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I recall a superb comment when
I first posted a poem here, but then
what dismay! I could see
beneath most poetry
that same comment again and again!
For the Comments Poetry Contest of Jack Horne
The Wren loves to sing
Songs thy Bard will listen to
Inspiring his pen
Superb, singing mimics without lyrics
Unperturbed and dancing in gymnastics
Albert, buzzing sirens with mnemonics
Swinging with dozens of antics
He the superb of all time
The man he used to be
A noun I read in dictionary
The writer's word choice
The level of his formality
Humble and edifying
Erodite like Apollo's dream
From Juno to Hera to fervor breeze
I know, He swings gently like spring
Inveterate and brave
Not to discussed how superb is He
God knows what he really wants to be
Now he unravel his cape and sore
Not to fly like he wish as a real superhero
His a malleable person and has laconic ideals
The gateway through
Be the change and stand firm
And soar high like Icarus and feel the wonders of the sun.
Greatest magicians
Came from America been here since it's exitence
All they did was paint a picture with everything good put in our vision
Like Obama poll position
Saying this makes up from when you hung dead on poles from lynches
Did a spell that made us believe we grab change and clinched
Filthy with hatred so we cleansed it
That's the general consensus
This hocuspocus
Like a black man as potus
Is posted
In our brain putting us out of focus
Pullin the rabbit out of a hat
While they pull a trigger in a black mans back
Innocent at that
Already contained
And it clear to see in the video frame
That wasn't your tazor committn a remedial slain
And justice system still isn't sane
So how much have we changed
How crooked is the frame
Still the same ammount below the poverty line
Go there you'll probably find
Out that it's drug infected
Same thing you'll find on a college campus but yet we the ones arrested
Dejected
Made to believe we're far from precious
Success is a game we are unworthy contestants
We're still ethicly bias
Change has come you'll be fool buy it
Pick a card any card
While they pick a nigga any nigga to incarserate
Now you can legally discriminate
As we know history indicates
He'll end back behind bars or carted away
Painting canvases with blood and street with white chalk image in a
childs mind will stay
Lindsay lohan and Lebron dominate the press
Obama mentioning lebrons new address
But the Oscar Grant verdict has yet to be addressed
Wave the wand it's oblivious
We've been deluded
Yea we have made improvements
But there's millions of colors in prisons but a few thousand in a
college instituition
Why are so many minorites locked up
I bet if you took half that number
Aganist Half the country that's dumber
To vote Bush back in in 2004
And add the others in poverty put through this astonishing horror
We may be out this meaningless war
If you think this country has reconstructed
Magic you've been struck with
I need just a touch of blue the young designer said.
In her hair?
No
On her lips?
No.
Contacts?
The designer looked exasperated - on her forehead. Paint it.
We thought this was strange but we did it, to please her.
This magazine cover won all kinds of awards.
A fluke of youth?
No. This was forty years ago, and she is still winning awards
For her fabulous innovative magazine covers.
Candle lit burning in the back porch
He grab my hand
freezing and taunting in the moment
Maybe he is superb, living must in my world
Tis' I adore the sum of his yearnings?
There's is something about us
I understand
Something about him, crazier
The apocalyses never been it was
More sad truths
Begging..
Hesitation
This prose..
This could be us..
life's limited time
flows in unlimit current
death's last conclusion
everyone knows well
doom day's nearing day by day
no feeling of fear
superb illusion
erases unconsciously
love inspires to live
R-eality
I-s
C-learly
K-eeping
Y-ou
C-omposed
A-s
S-uperb
T-hinker
R-emarkably
O-perates
Topic: Birthday of Ricky Castro (March 10)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Seriously Superb
03/08/2018
Seriously I need of this ugly whirlybird,
Uncontrolled thoughts, seriously disturbed.
Round they go totally unperturbed,
Too many thoughts, too many words.
Detox, withdrawal, whatever you’ve heard,
Leaves you agitated, anxious, wholly unnerved.
I’ll fly off the handle and show you the Bird,
My thoughts are whack, jumbled and stirred.
Yet this insanity won’t last I’m assured,
And soon one day I’ll be feeling superb.
Very talented person, best wishes
Very nice creative and productive skills
I adore such talent much more
I love that talented person
We live in unfair world, where some are living a luxury life and wasting their resources
Some do lack basic necessities but they have to invent their own talents
We should learn from the talented person,
Look at the talented person works,
Mostly they are superb and promising works, truly
Why do the rich don't want to render help to talented persons?
To do something to uplift the poor talented soul
Oh yeah, why should that talent go to waste_
The amazing, the ingenuity and awesome talent!
I love that precious and rare talent
Kids are smart and talented
Love little talented kids
Very nice, I remember those days when we were young
We were creative and productive and I miss those days
It was good at such a young age, very talented
A lot of talents in the Ghetto but they are not utilised
Sadly, it is lack of support opportunities
There's talent in every corner of Universe
May someone give support to their dreams
I hope one day real support will be available
Great future, ahead of talented persons
Don't despair and don't loose hope
Keep on pushing the files,
One day the sun shall shine on you
By Chipepo Lwele
* In remembrance of my difficult journey as an Industrialist
Her name is simply Thalia!
Does that sound unfamiliar?
A science foundation in an old city
Volunteering to tackle The Gritty,
Here in Nigeria accomplish
What her compatriots wish;
Like fingers not failed by triggers
The firm shovels of firm diggers,
Already reinforcing The Walls of Science
And up bracing Arochukwu’s commonsense;
The little left of her research courage
Long lost and becoming an adage …
Because, personally, I’d seen it all
Set rolling like A League’s Ball:
The many computers in the rooms they belong,
A skeleton I hope shall sing a song,
A Nutrition Lab promising superb cookery
And gas-cookers pledging no trickery;
Thalia’s control room for fishing prowlers out,
Sixteen screens for crooks to think about.
Arochukwu THALIA puts at an advantage
And her lips readies for vintage;
On the whole, a reason to love The White Man
And stop being astonished each time he can.
*Image of San Francisco Street Neighborhood by Pixabay.
A Superb Forenoon
This superb forenoon down the avenue,
flower gardens, mostly lawns, up this part.
There's Sammy and Tammy, "How do you do!",
naught Baker's ... close, Cooke's, love their fine art.
In view, ol' Freddie sits at the bus stop,
this superb forenoon down the avenue.
Waits not for bus, just days headlines they'll swap,
park seats, down some, too far ... bus stop will do.
Fair breaths of air, perfect time, grows in view,
from this point, I approach the metal wind,
this superb forenoon down the avenue,
flaps Orient graces in a crosswind.
Chalked squares in my path, sits a small beanbag,
a lil' girl says, "A minute sir, thank you!",
"Welcome, Miss!", homestead nearby, let time lag,
this superb forenoon down the avenue.
2021 August 27
Seperating his experiences from
what he was taught he sought
words to decribe if his boredom
and laziness came from his ways
of finding shortcuts t9 get his workdone
Comparisions and compatiblity
Gave great conversation but it didn't
anwser the questions.
Explainations of similaritiess
the importance of each
and the value placed upon them all.
Wanting and needing neither
Finishes a task, and it only destracts
From why you are doing it.
Favorable and desirible results guided by
the need to be proud and effective.
I can't use the words of business to decribe love
And in love no words decribes business
Less complicated and less neglective
Might vacations relax the tired
and might interest and amibition inspire your
success
And might you have people in place to counsel
Your over eagerness
to bring a sence of togetherness to this place
From The Rattlesnake Gutt Creek Annual Orcheastra's
Annual Suppernight Gala.
Written by
"France" Chepp Caulfinn
Bass, soprano, and flutest for
The Natrual laser guided porablesawmill band