Best Tricks Poems
Wherefrom poetry shades recall,
and the other side of yesterday
is but a dreamt hallucination,
can't see the foliage from trees'
darkly forested boundaries,
insofar as frivolous moonbeams
agitate sun's glorified imagism
'midst hues of baubled madness
& vaporous sentiments are replete
within day-trippers' remote motives,
shadowing delusional chicanery
of rosé-tinted Jedi mind tricks
Here I stand.
Covered in mud.
Slouching about.
Momma told me not to come,
But the boys made it sound like fun.
We tied a rope to the tree.
Swung out over the stream.
I was the first to go in.
The water was cold and shallow.
The mud was deep.
How will I get home,
Without my Momma to see?
What an awful mess I made of me!
Foot by foot,
I lifted them out.
My shoes were gone,
Sunk in the ground.
Climbing up the stream embankment,
I blended right in.
Then I heard a shout!
"It's the stream monster,
Just coming out!"
I looked at my friends,
All laughing about.
Took hands full of mud,
Began to sling it about.
To this day,
None of the boys would say,
How everyone came home,
Covered in mud that day!
I need to work more magic
You’re not as easy as I thought
It’s going to take a little more
Than a rabbit out of a hat
I’ve already done the slight of hand
And all the card tricks I know
You just don’t seem to get it
Or you’ve seen it all before
Maybe I need to do the cuffs
And put you in the box
Drop you in the water
To see if you can get out
This relationship exhausts me
Not going as I planned
The smoke and mirrors always worked
But not this time my friend
If I make a dove appear
Where there wasn’t one before
Can I do the same with affection?
It’s the only trick untried!
Blinded, By The Light
If you can truly find yourself you can be truly happy
if not, well the world will eat you and beat you until you cry no more...
I see most people crying. Me, I ran out of tears and found myself the hard way.
I survived long enough to hear the Nightbird sing, a drunk rooster crow and
the coyote catch that damn roadrunner-in my dreams..
After that a light blinded me and within that blindness came a realization,
that three things are important - God, love and family.
All the rest is window dressing and leftover refried beans with no damn chili's...
Every morn that rising sun tells me , get up and be worthy of the air you breathe
Stand as tall as you can and never look down on a man unless extending a helping hand to him.
To do less is not only lazy but selfish and rude. Find a gift to give somebody, anybody at least every week if not every day. Does not have to be great , could be as easy as giving kind words when they are needed.
This was pretty much all told to me as a 10 year old by my grandfather. Some of it I picked up on my own after living a damn wild young life! With too many shallow relationships, broken hearts(including mine often) and more than a few real scars, all of which I came by honestly.
Now looking at the sunset I see rainbows just beyond the horizon. Each one has a pot of gold..
Methinks I will give that gold away and plant flowers in the pots to give to my wife.
And that folks is the wisdom sent in each ray of that blinding light I was blessed to have found!
Robert. J. Lindley , 04-19-2015
p.s.
Stay tuned in folks. I plan on another shameful confession coming soon..
Starting with my first bout of stealing a kiss from a pretty gal that I loved..
"Ain't life great"? If ya answered no then you had best get to really living!
You are either sleeping too much or not trying hard enough!
Drink your coffee hot , black and with gusto. If you just can not manage the gusto, a strong shot of good whiskey will do!
All treats and no tricks.
Said the man in the scarecrow hat.
Apple cider and pumpkin pie.
Candy bags filled a mile high.
But no tricks from the skeleton costume.
Just hershey bars and three musketeers.
All treats and no tricks.
Said the whichy woman with a broomstick
in her hand.
Just a bag full of candy corn and chocalote kisses.
All treats and no tricks.
Said the boy in the frankenstein monster costume.
This Halloween is the funnest time of year..
Halloween Treat-Poetry by Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2014..ALL rights reserved.
Steep waterfall.
Slip of feet.
Dare devil Dylan.
Don't stack your winter clothes away,
rain or cold may return to play;
mad weather brings blues,
happy music soothes
when sunshine tricks May!
* Inspired by Mark Twain's quote:
In the Spring
There’s a cat trainer named, Jack Jicks
Who teaches kitty cats, cat tricks
To pull off this feat
He gives them small sweets
And calls his plan, Tic Tac, tactics
Campaigning must be very laborious
For democrat Hilary Clintorious
Folks say she’ll oust Donald Trump
Enthroned when taking a dump
These nasty rumours are so darn spurious!
May God Bless America - she sure needs all the help she can get!
Thanks to Duke Beaufort for letting me use his line 'Hillary Clintorious'
1st August 2016
A GEM THAT TRICKS
A Aficionados of gems find this gem emerald by day,ruby by night
G Gem so rare and ravishing turns trickster in the light
E Embellishment in gold to adorn your beloved’s ring or pendant
M Mother Nature’s chameleon in stone, shiny and resplendent !
T This shares its status as June birthstone with cultured pearl and moonstone
H Hosts a magic show this pleochroic gem through its dramatic colour tone
A Alexandrite is this precious gemstone genuinely gracious sans prudery
T This mined in the Urals, named after Czar, seen in prized estate jewellery
T The ladies with pride can flaunt one stone as two, in day and in night
R Radiating green or purplish red matching their dresses with delight
I Invest once on this dear hubbies, it will save you from demand twice
C Chrysoberyl is the embedded mineral causing colour changes so nice
K Kaleidoscope of gems this is with vivid hues and healing energy
S Strengthens creativity and intuition as believed in astrology!
25th October 2016
For contest-A Gem for Your Verse
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
A fellow got into a
fix
Trying to teach his
dog some new tricks
His canine named
Rover
Refused to roll over
And seemed totally
blind to thrown
sticks
Can you teach an old dog new tricks
More than chasing balls
Or chewing up sticks
Everyday brings something new
So what do you think
It will teach you
Will you learn to love or to hate
Will you give your heart or will you wait
Hold on to your past or let it go
Will you wag your tail or tuck it low
If this old dog could learn one thing today
teach me kindness to those
who come my way
Without barking or barring of teeth
But a wagging tail for those I meet
I am watching liar
Go from tears to grace
With the same indistinguishable sallow face
And emotional state of fluxed empathy
The frown conceals
Beneath the brow of dirty tricks
Without a flicker
To wake's each day ever slicker
More experienced in the dark arts
His twisted seed imparts
On plundered heart's
Guilt and Shame
While he remains
In an impenetrable bubble
Distanced from the trouble
The court's denied
A jury of one's peers
From mouth to ears
In the defendants chair
And the media glare
As a lie is caught
And the jury can not be bought
Better late than never
But the Devil is clever
And he doesn't accept no as an answer
Ask his victim's
He doesn't adhere to the system
He prey's on it
As his power enabled it
It's hard to beat the old age inventions
When our bodies refuse to meet our intentions,
Those top shelf items you simply can't reach,
The ones at the bottom inaccessibly deep!
I can't squeeze the new leveraged grabber
And the kids have confiscated my ladder,
So I hook around with my old gravy ladle
And catch what I can in my wide apron cradle.
Stuff on the floor needs a long-handled brush,
Unless it's the soup, which has turned into slush!
But my old jumble drawer has come to the rescue;
There at the back was my old turkey baster.
A few wet rags. I tear up old nappies
And scrub around with my feet 'til everything's snappy!
Fertilize garden; now that is a must.
No wheelbarrow for me; my balance is suss.
But I'd bought a hard liner for the trunk of my car
(Always hauling something from wood to crowbar.)
So down with the liner, a rope through the end,
Put on the bag and you've got a good sled!
Dropping my highballs had become a crash scene.
I'd run out of glasses and cups weren't the same.
But a friend found a stein her late husband had liked
And it goes along with the whiskey all right.
I s'pose you invent what gimmicks you can.
It's such fun dreaming up a super trick plan!
Just trying to get the better, you see,
Of old age that's trying to get the better of me!
This man was so mean, he scared every child
Halloween was his big chance to go wild
Kids rang his doorbell
Screams issued from hell
And if a kid yelled ~ Why, he was all smiles