Best Take Two Poems
friendships take.....time
an investment of emotions
sacrifice
determination not to let
things slide
intentional
it's all intentional
perhaps unconventional
in a world where
look out for Number 1
is the best tune to hum
true friendships
don't happen in a void
"I don't have the time"
not the right rhyme
for friendship's poetic rhythm
Friendships take...love
not the conditional kind
but unconditionally blind
to the faults
and seeing the sincere
hidden inside
a friend will confide
and abide
in friendship's sphere
dear and near
Friendships take...visits
drop by to say, "Hi!"
and share a piece of pie
to laugh and cry
and watch the days go by
friendships are forever
didn't you know?
when your soul is on show
affection can grow
friendships take me
friendships take you
always and forever new
a true friend
it's so true
is someone
so perfectly and exactly and endearingly like you!
Dedicated to Richard L on his birthday!
Take Two Bullets
Take two bullets orally with gun powder dry
Loaded water as a chaser can shoot them down
Some cinnamon for flavor to encase the rounds
Ensures the procedure is correct, is profound
Torpedoes are too difficult to swallow
Something about their shape and size
Avoid bazooka breath when you digest
The aftertaste is hollow and benign
Keep projectiles away from children
Who creep up from behind
Stir things up with barrels of a pistol
Two bullets is what the doctor ordered
But not as suppositories
If all goes well with the original directions
Fragments should come out intact about the other side
We can project that these projectiles
Will have a happy healthy outcome in the end
Keep extra ammunition by your side in bed
Always check the expiration dates
Take your bullets every day to stay alive
I’m
not an
expert in
marketing,
but if I was to
start selling milk -
the carton would have
to be shaped like a boob.
Poetic Terrorist- flagrant Errorist!
While all I write feels meritless
And all I do seems perilous!
Chalk it up to being careless...
My Heart, my Mind- about to burst!
Born, was I, a Soul accursed...
A million wounds I have nursed
Still I feel always the worse
Send helicopters full of doctors-
Tell me, what is their diagnosis?
Oh! the Tests conclude I'm awkward!
(What a bleak and poor prognosis!)
*Old experimental piece
You go eight years to medical school
To learn to cure our ills,
But it seems the only thing you learn
Is how to prescribe pills.
A little pill for this disease,
A little pill for that.
A pill to make you skinny,
Or a pill that makes you fat.
A pill to stop your migraine
When it feels your head will break.
A pill to make you sleepy,
Or a pill to stay awake.
For every pill you give me
There's at least one side effect.
You keep prescribing on and on
Until my body's wrecked.
I do not want a life of pills.
I hope you find a cure.
But you're Big Pharma's drug rep;
Of that I'm very sure.
You need us to keep coming back,
Gents, and kids, and ladies,
So the money will keep flowing in
To pay for your Mercedes.
Now, let's get back to basics
And cure our problems, please,
Or I will find a new Doc, and
He's going to be CHINESE!
a trilonnet
Take honesty, really does it matter?
By evasion truth can be suppressed.
Lies are critical in the new world view.
If it serves the cause, who cares if it’s true?
How do you expect one to keep abreast
with all that’s on a partisan platter?
Changing the question with so much natter
has thrown me when I’ve cheated in the past,
leaves a gut feeling that threats will ensue.
Though I have not always thought this one through,
by and large, candid stands up to the test.
Cunning or candor, I'll take the latter.
I know, and I know another who knows;
when life is over, it’s truth He'll expose.
by Reason A. Poteet
revision of an earlier 5 minute challenge piece - Honesty
written with more structure as a triolonnet
for the final piece, see Honesty, Take Three
Drugs like anger and toxin like pills
Flashing from the side of the ditch.
Holding out the rain, trying so hard
to rot whatever it touches.
Curses to the sun
that drying *****,
flooding the world with her harsh light.
Waking all the thinking neurons.
Firing together, they hold the promise of death.
Drugs like anger and toxin like pills
Fast drain the clear expectancies of family,
borrowed sanity with debts to pay
forming alliances, with reverence for some,
placation for none.
Cairns long erected will go down for sure
tumble or crumble
the directions are set, no fanatic speeches will stop the flow
of the rotting water
It will saturate the sills on all the windows.
Drugs like anger and toxin like pills
Pity the sap still runs.
The corn yet grows;
where death counts twice
and admires your consumption.
Take one trying to put myself back together. First tries are always the worst tries, quoting "don't fix a heart that you didn't break" but I'm here. Fixing my own. Image, picture me imagining myself in a welcoming place and then take me out and put me on the rocks. Darkness speaks to me on volume hundred, so did you when you told me that the door of departure isn't for you but you arrived in the same door and spent hours deciding whether to turn back or go straight in and still weren't done till I pulled you in. You never voluntarily comforted me until I... took your hands and wrapped them around myself and forced you into saying "it's going to be okay". When there are still no signs of okay near. Each night, anxiety sweeps me and my emotions together to an amusement park called inferno. Where the fire feels beautiful and your eyes feel real after watching yourself burn, I mean we've been doing that for quiet some time now. Can I rest my head on your chest?
Take 2 trying to tell myself that I am better than yesterday when I know that each day feels the same. Without you around. All I do is shiver and question myself till sadness, and then decide to hop off the bus and walk to happiness where the same bus of sadness always finds a way of hitting me. "I am tired" is my favorite song to sing when "just sleep" is yours and I thought you knew me better than I knew myself, I thought you knew that sleep isn't for the broken-tired and it's only for the tired-tired. But you tell me now that you don't have time for my conspiracy theories when you'd draw unicorns under my name and thank with a forehead kiss. Take 2 trying to tell myself that I am better than yesterday when the 2nd takes are the riskiest.
Dear self, I am sorry for these many takes that never worked for us, that never protected us or loved us, just kept on teaching us the same thing over and over again. Wearing our misery, well at least we got brainwashed in style.
Take two for the doctor’s perceptions,
About their prerogative to treat,
The poor and the waylaid,
By life’s fast lane.
The right to be a patient,
No matter who you are,
Is absolute, unquestioned,
You don’t need a star.
i tell you
let rock the boat too
do it up and down
and round
this is not mabe
its take
TWO TO MAKE A BABY
Her soul was clenched in the hand's of evil
A strident deafening scream reverberating in her mind,
Searching for where she's broken the most
Trying to collect shattered pieces that are hard to find,
Even the faintest of lives light disappeared
Leaving her to confront dark thought's for a while,
Blindly stumbling through saddened day after day
Constant loneliness hovering making her fragile,
Others oblivious to her heartache retaining her struggle
A chaotic mind confused and lost in every form,
Ardently staying as strong as can be
Undoubtedly the personification of frail is outworn.
understanging nothing
of radios,
cars or aristocratic
intentions.
...weslipped...
past to
alter
w-/ out figures
turning from
an ambigious image
To suggest
it is easy to concede
vegence
behind barbwire fences.
...Years ago ; memory....
sober in the spotlight
saw
Facts that
are for once
cherished in a world.
Reluctant to
proceed
beneath democratic
government.
So
just Hold you
Breath
&
Break
a foreign face.
Whenever you get a headache where the pain pounds and continues to wallow
just follow the instructions written on the back of the aspirin bottle.
Take Two Aspirin
and Keep Away From Children.
don't die this is no lie
here why
if you try
put this under your belt
he's see you thur
cause love me and you
YOU TAKE ONE STEP
GOD WILL TAKE TWO
Frightened to take two
Her soul was clenched in the hand's of evil, A strident deafening scream reverberating in her mind,
Searching for where she's broken the most, Trying to collect shattered pieces that are hard to find,
Even the faintest of lives light disappeared, Leaving her to confront dark thought's for a while,
Blindly stumbling through saddened day after day, Constant loneliness hovering making her fragile,
Others oblivious to her heartache retaining her struggle, A chaotic mind confused and lost in every form,
Ardently staying as strong as can be,
Undoubtedly the personification of frail is outworn.