Best Syllable Poems
COVID-19 or LOVE IN A TIME OF CORONA (Take 2)
I
Love in a time of Corona is best
Expressed, all tested, by a bonded pair
We have time on our hands, blest time to rest!
(Rest can't be overdone, nor sex either)
II
Love in a time of Corona's wisest
In your own homes - not in exotic places
Keep it tame, keep it safe (Humble? you ask -
"There will be time enough for pacesetters.")
III
Love in a time of Corona will end - then
Will you give thanks for quasi-retirement?
We are blest with late love, Christian even
(Caring, sharing PPE equipment)
IV
When we pass the test of prayer, rest, thanks
Will we kick Corona with "love borders"?
Having prayed for foes and those different?
This "REST" helped me forgive "past" professors.
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**NOTE: "Rest" has the Biblical connotation of Sabbath Rest,
when God shows He has provided for us even when we do
not work on the day He ordained for rest and worship.
My old shoes
croon
songs with
sweet loud notes.
My old shoes
grace
the old soul
of my worn soles.
Is there anyone who knows me?
I am the secret that cannot be solved without living in it,
Even if there aren't many people who are unaware of me,
It is still hard to identify me.
Nightingles sung their songs in my language,
They fell in love with roses thanks to me,
And an avanchle from Taurus mountains fell into my heart,
But it cannot put out my fire.
There were sultans and kings,
Their destinies changed because of me,
I toopled them from their thrones,
I have unbelievable skills.
Wise people became uneducated because of me,
Wild people became nice ones thanks to me,
Selim * (ottoman king who is famous for being harsh) became tolerant because of me,
I am the one who spoils all the games.
I am the cause of fatal illnesses,
Even the most wise doctors couldn't find a cure to me,
Kerem burnt for Asli because of me (Kerem and Asli are like Romeo and Juliet in turkish literature)
I am the fire into which they threw prophet Abraham.
For my sake, the big mountains were pierced,
It was for Leila or Shirin (heroines like Juliet)
Farhad* made me strong ( a character like Romeo )
I am the strength, I am the power.
Rumi( famous persian philosopher) made his religious movements thanks to my chants,
Yunus (famous turkish philosopher) made people calm with my help,
But at the same time, some families were destroyed because of me,
I am the goodness, I am the evil and I am from God.
Prophet Mohammed was created for me,
All the blessings were for me,
I am the sweet talk of wise people,
I am the brightness on the faces of all prophets.
I have noone, no friends, no enemies,
I am invisable, no objects, no pictures,
I am easy to say, I just have one syllable,
I am located in a place they call 'heart',
My name is LOVE.
Poet : Cemal Safi
Autumn
Red falling leaves
Orange, brown and yellow too
I watch as they float to the ground
Slowly
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A tulip petal
opens to reveal, show
a future, shining.
Limericks are no fun counting syllable or meter
Although it may seem to look rather neater
I have people in fits
Writing with one hand on my bits
Long as the punch line is corny makes it sweeter
© 2000
Thinking about Brian's recent Footle contest (my crazy eyes had been seeing FOOTIE all this
time and just realized yesterday it is called FOOTLE with LE on the end) I proceeded to drive
to the movie up in Salt Lake, only place I was able to catch a showing of Chloe. As I drove
up there, I was racking my brain for a Footle, and suddenly, they started coming to me.
They are so short, I could easily jot them down on paper atop my steering wheel and it was
a great way to occupy my time. Brian's little contest was a great inspiration for me. I ended
up with more than thirty (I thought they needed to be rhymed on both syllables) so now that
I know I can do the first syllable unrhymed, that should make it all the more easier to think
up even more. Please let me know your favorite of the bunch and the ones that are too
stupid in case I ever do a chapbook on these! YOu guys gotta try these. The trick is to
rhyme the words and then make a title to fit the poem! LUv, Andrea
Pickpocket Bunny
Grab it
Rabbit
Offspring of Tinkerbell & Frodo
Hairy
Fairy
Gerber’s Strained Peas
Easy
Pea sy
Shirley Temple with a perm
SURELY
Curly
Mrs. Ed on Laughing Gas
Silly
Filly
A Greeter
Hello
Fellow
Art of Love
Hold ‘er
Mold’ er
Survivor Food
Lizards’
Gizzards
Grape Jelly Kiss
Smucker
Pucker
Sour Lemons’ Motto
Blew it!
Screw it!
When we are together, we are a sight to see – Sisters!
Things always seem just right when I can have with me – sisters.
One named Jennifer is nurturing and compassionate.
She was born after me; compatible are we sisters.
Melanie, who came second, is most charming of us all.
She and I together always make such carefree sisters!
Then came Dori, with a flair for writing the same as me.
Fifty-page letters we'd write! Dori made us three sisters.
Sensitive Theadora loves working out like I do!
She's the baby! I'm glad the five of us can be sisters!
Sept. 12, 2020 for Silent One's Ghazal Poetry Contest
I stare where he once stood
Shocked he is here no more
I wait to see him at the door
But hope has done no good
Where is the love he once swore was mine
This day each year he'd hold me through the eve
Thoughts of when we wed shared as we dine
Where's the man who once said he would not leave
Now with just the dim lit moon as friend
I sit and wait for him to turn the bend
To keep sane my loss of love I must pen
And pray we'll meet when I reach my end
syllable rules
imprison my free spirit
my muse is restrained
There's nothing "just" about August
--not in Southern AZ.
Monsoon busts--no more dust.
Desert turns into a sea of green.
Happy hour's afternoon showers.
Bare ocotillo grow waxy leaves.
Canyon walls sprout water falls
Arroyos flow like mountain springs
There's nothing "just"about August
--not in Southern AZ.
Some of the most meaningful words
Are just a single syllable
"Love," and "Hate;" "You," and "I," and then
"Me" and "Mine" and "Yours," also, "Ours"
"Life" and "Death," "Dark" and "Light," (as in
"Let" "There" "Be" "Light")... but also "Sad;"
"Grace," but also "Fall" "From," and "Loss"
"Joy" and "Faith" come with "Pain" and "Sin"
There's "Peace," (though "War" is said as swift);
"Here" and "Gone" and, respectively, "Don't" "Go;"
"Long" is still just as short as "Short"
"Weak" is never lesser than "Strong"
It's as quick to say "Right" as "Wrong"
It's as much to say "Less" as "More;"
"End" was never harsher a word than "start;"
"Can" was never harder than "can't;"
"Look," "See," "Hear," "Touch," "Taste," each word, then
Think hard on any one of them;
All just a single syllable-
How can one, short sound mean so much?
A life cut after time
alive and errors made
and lessons from sisters:
acceptance from Clotho -
a hand in weaving birth;
aware from Lachesis
that life is a wonder.