Best Tempt Fate Poems
If one evening by chance, You and I were alone
would you reach for me knowing
for You I eternally long.
Would you walk away and pretend these
feelings between us are just a glance
and miss out on what could be for us
a once in a lifetime chance.
Could not the brilliant moonlight tempt fate
and bring us close to one another
not a moment to late.
If one evening I came across you by chance
would you with me dance.
With clouds beneath our feet
a star filled sky with you, would be a treat.
If one evening by chance.
10/28/2014
A fallacy, that every 'once upon a time'
is a beautiful fantasy, for some hold lies
Fairytales have a hero, but also a villain
masked in sheep's clothing as a disguise
Red Riding Hood defeated the Big Bad Wolf
Billy Goat Gruff butted a troll to the stream
Simba overthrew Scar, vile imposter king
People are not always what they seem
A fancy dressed pirate was Captain Hook
Voldemart was He Who Must Not Be Named
Shere Khan, a snake slithering in the grass
Cold-hearted scoundrels should be blamed
Crows cluster to feast upon weak and dying
Sharks speed to feed in frenzied gathering
Wicked queens and witches jostle for power
boasting in gibberish while foolishly blathering
With evil intentions, dark minds contemplate
lurking in shadows while stalking their prey
for vengeance and spite, they congregate
water holes are dangerous on any given day
A real hero has no need to don a serape
Doesn't wield a sword with sharpened blade
A person with courage can dip a nib in ink
Dress in pink ruffles, wear her hair in a braid
Never tempt fate by entering a dragon's lair
Do not willfully step into the nest of a viper
or praise a chamaleon for its deceitful charade
while he plays the luring tune of a Pied Piper
Think carefully before you fork your tongue
or write words that can easily be misconstrued
Throw off the sinister attitude of a blackguard
unless you take delight in being labeled "crude"
Beyond the bay the sun peeked over waves;
calm belied what destiny would tell.
A statue peers where sailors served and gave,
so far from Gloucester shores where seagulls yell.
So far from sheltered harbor's gentle swells.
Undaunted sailors dared the Flemish Cap -
too far, as nature mixed a hopeless trap.
Like hungry beasts tempt fate to catch their prey
and stray beyond their tribal hunting grounds;
the George's Bank was left to stern that day
to go where surely greater catch abounds.
But while their hold was filled with bounty found,
two angry storms swirled in a deadly dance
and left the Andrea Gail without a chance.
Her captain turned for port but could not know
such wrath of nature blocked their pathway home,
and all the crew on wings of Angels glowed -
the face of God to trust and not to roam.
Though oft in tumult's grasp they will bemoan
and think to sell their souls on devil's waves,
yet safe in Heaven's grasp they will be brave.
RIP October 28, 1991
Just because I’m a dirty old man
Doesn’t mean I don’t need love
Just because I have calloused hands
Doesn’t mean I don’t wear gloves
Just because I curse a lot
Doesn’t mean I don’t say prayers
Just because it doesn’t grow on top
Doesn’t mean I don’t have hair
Just because I’m always watching sports
Doesn’t mean I don’t like to go to a ballet
Just because I don’t talk too much
Doesn’t mean I’ve got nothing much to say
Just because I have two left feet
Doesn’t mean I hate to dance
Just because I don’t argue much
Doesn’t mean I can’t take a stance
Just because I didn’t call today
Doesn’t mean I don’t want another date
Just because I rarely take a chance
Doesn’t mean I can’t tempt fate
Just because I wear blue jeans
Doesn’t mean I don’t own a business suit
Just because I live modestly
Doesn’t mean I have no loot
Just because I write simple poems
Doesn’t mean I don’t like to read Voltaire
Just because I didn’t shed a tear
Doesn’t mean that I don’t care
Just because I may appear one way
Doesn’t mean that I’m that man
Get to know me just a little better
And you’ll see how complex I am
Despite the cold and deadly winter
we stand beneath an old umbrella
outside the closed jeweler's shop
in a deserted ugly winding street.
I take off my gloves and hold your hand,
so cold, so loveless, so helpless.
Rub your elegant fingers,
blow so softly my hot breath
upon their frigid purple tips,
that they might catch the warmth
that I feel in my heart for you.
As sleet and rain devour the earth,
I look into your face
notice your quicksilver smile,
the twinkle in your greenish eye,
the misty flare from chiseled nostrils.
Slowly we retreat into the shop's recess
hug each other in tender bliss,
your cold slightly parted lips
meet mine in a lingering kiss,
we feel love's warmth
enfolding our souls and holding fast
we know we will not tempt fate
that up to now
had kept us cruelly apart.
Writing I most appreciate
When poetry I can create
Be it a sonnet impromptu
I need every word to ring true
I sometimes open the floodgate
When I only meant to tempt fate
It's often whimsy I pursue
Dreams of Corfu and Kathmandu
Taking my pen I bid adieu
I need to write an ode to you
AP: 3rd place 2021
Careful what you wish for
Wise advice wasted on fools.
I recognize the danger signs
Yet rush in most willingly.
If only I’d be satisfied
In this blissful state of longing.
What’s sweet far exceeds
The aftertaste of bittersweet.
So why tempt fate with games
And long to possess your heart.
It’s best not to seek fulfilment
I don’t know why, I can’t say why.
I wish I could just hover in eternity
Dangle in suspended animation.
Hovering midway between here and there
And not take for granted this state of bliss.
Be freed of longing, somehow and forever.
AP: 2nd place 2022
She retraces the past to uncover the mystery of the many failed relationships.
The first date seems to generate some fireworks.
This entices her to tempt fate and go out again.
Sometimes there is more of a connection and other times she strikes out.
The third date things get more intimate as more secrets are uncovered.
The next thing she knows he is all over or he might wait one more date to get
aggressive.
Yet in that moment the situation has become too intense for her to handle.
She slaps his arm and flees from the vicinity.
Yet she always wonders what could have been.
She thinks back to why she struggles with a guy wanting physical contact with
her.
She admits to herself she suffers from a low self worth.
In middle school she remembers being called ugly while the guys shoved her
around.
While she has untapped this clairvoyant moment, the rush of it all still
traumatizes her.
Worth A Shot
I didn’t want to alienate the capricious alien who ate
my malignant scapegoat Harry who refused to gravitate
outside to chew my weeds although he did then dissipate
the transitory nature of my fluctuating weight
and though he was perspicuous and often tried to bate
me into argumentative discussions (which I hate)
he sometimes tried to flatter me while I would masticate
the breakfast sausage bought by my inurbane sister Kate.
And now that I’ve used all ten words I think I’ll just tempt fate
and stop, because it’s dinnertime, and this is NOT first-rate!
August 31, 2016
~Don't Waste Time~
(Mirrored Refrain)
Time goes by so very fast
Days and years are gone past
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Time passes quickly it doesn't stop
Consider accepting Jesus Christ today
Tomorrow might not come as they all say
Time passes quickly it doesn't stop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Rejecting Jesus you should not really do
Choose Him and you can go to Heaven too
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Time passes quickly it doesn't stop
God give us time don't wait till too late
He gives us choices but don't tempt fate
Time passes quickly it doesn't stop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
January.6.2015
Everyday Belongs to the Lord but the Lord has given this day to you.
He bestows this in remembrance of all
You been through.
From the day you conceive and throughout the years that follow
God has seen your bouts of depression as you gone into war with sorrow.
It is enough to say that the price to pay
is enough to drive a grown man insane.
But let the Lord find you
and let his words remind you
that you're pain is never in vain.
For he has put inside you a special kind of strength
something superhuman that only a woman can carry to great lengths.
It is the very essence of he who resides above.
It is as strong as an ox and yet can be as gentle as a dove.
However make no mistake
within the Wake of it's quake
It is enough to bring the devil to his knees by kicking in Hell's gate
So make no mistake and never tempt fate.
So what is this special strength I revel in and speak so highly of?
Well let me tell you that the power of God is the only thing stronger than that of a mother's love.
So children look into your mother's eyes
And realize
but don't be surprised
That God has given you a guardian who is too ensure that you stay alive and that you thrive.
I mean do you know what this woman would do for you
she will cry for you
she will lie for you
she will do what Jesus would do
and die for you
there is no limit
to how much she'll put in it
for her love is 100% organic and true
yeah I'm talking to you
you ain't got no food but yet she scraped up enough money to buy you a brand new pair of Air Nike shoes.
And that's what I'm trying to make you understand
that this is all part of God's plan
A preparation
through a demonstration
To show you a love that can withstand the Relentless tension of separation
this specific type of love is what defines the very nature of God's salvation, unconditional
So it is here when you become surprise
that God first showed you his love when you were first born and the very moment you opened your eyes.
So I say again
my brother
my sister
and even my friend
look back into your mother's eyes say thank you Lord for this wonderful lady Hallelujah and amen
Sometimes just a trim; others, a drastic clip;
around-the-world trip with one mighty snip.
Children and scissors together, tempt fate;
by the time you check, it's already too late.
Like closing hen-house doors after the chicks are out;
no need to whimper, get angry or shout.
She's taken the scissors, achieved a slam dunk;
whacked her dog-ears off, leaving two stubby chunks.
There was a young man lived under a curse,
For having the gall to tempt fate.
He's played fast and loose with the daughters of whose,
Was a warlock whose powers were great.
This handsome young man had a profile so grand,
Girls flocked to his beck and call.
He'd take them and use them and then he'd just lose them.
For him life was one big ball.
The story is told that the girls were bold.
Life and love for them was a game.
They were beauties for sure and though far from pure,
Next to this man these girls were tame.
Their father loved them, put nothing above them,
They were his little girls,
And as promising witches his whole life enrich-ed,
The pride and the joy of his world.
He sent for the man, before him he'd stand,
And account for his crimes, the churl.
The young man accepted, thought he'd been elected,
As bride groom for one of the girls.
He invited him in for drinks in his den,
And the young man came with a smile.
He thought for sure he would be adjured,
To marry his daughter in style.
The young man kept his date and met with his fate,
And he never was seen again.
The old man came out and looked 'round about,
And smiled as he held out his hand.
A tiny gold chain,
And engraved with their names a locket of purest gold.
Inside you could see a man, could it be,
Trying to break free of it's hold.
Like Jesus I'm prophetic,
I've come to set you free
by loving the way
ignorant men cling
to their prejudices
Love you indiscriminate
of right and wrong,
sin and not guilty
Blow your mind utterly
and completely
Bend the human condition
towards reunification
Leave ninety-nine well fed
and go after the one instead.
Through peril and
brim fire, I'll prove
without being preachy,
loving me is all you need
For the freest form of free.
Follow me, and I'll follow you,
we'll turn circles around
revolutionary ideas
sell communists
on capitalistic ideas
Won't stop until
Shangri-la sits smack-dab
in our living room
our front door the pearly gates.
Tempt fate. Let me love you,
instead of requistioning
you to a place you were
already created from and
no matter what decision
you choose
You shall not be banished
in a godless place
Love you in a way that
surpasses understanding.
Place an exit sign in hell,
pull the fire alarm and
send 911 to the rescue.
Tempt fate, let's love religiously,
Connect spiritually
and change the conception
of love's connection.
Agape Redefined
The Precious Gift of Love
By Rick Rucker
Showered with Gifts, from Above,
Most appreciated, the precious gift of Love,
I thought, with Love, I was through,
Believing that I would never find another, True,
An unlikely twist of Fate,
Has sent, to me, my Soulmate!
We both had lost a love that passed,
Each believing it was our last!
Not wanting to spend my life Alone,
Without a lover to even talk to, on the phone,
In desperation, I decided to try,
An online dating service, I won’t lie,
I had heard every scary story,
The hazards of online dating, very gory!
After several lackluster dates,
I railed loudly against The Fates!
Why couldn’t I find my Perfect Mate,
The chances of it happening were not great!
Suddenly, one Sunday morning,
My whole life changed, without warning!
She and I had set a date,
We would sit, and eat, don’t be late,
I walked into the restaurant,
Trying to look nonchalant,
I quickly scanned the people waiting there,
The only single person, had alabaster skin, and russet hair,
I wanted to turn, and run,
She was my date, the Beautiful One!
She was too beautiful to be seen with me,
A couple we would never be!
Still, I owed her a meal,
My nervousness I could not conceal,
She was a pure delight,
And I tried to do everything right,
Finally, the date was done,
She drove away, but my anguish had just begun!
Should I call her soon, or wait?
Would I have enough guts to tempt Fate?
I called her, and she said she would love,
To have another date, thank Heaven Above!
We are now planning for when,
I will be the Luckiest of Men,
To spend the remainder of my Life,
With the World’s Most Perfect Wife!