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Like the pompous pied piper leading the way,
chirping his tune of a dawning new day,
frustrations were championed, oh how we followed,
the ego stuffed shirt of a suit cold and hollow.
From the top of the hill, he showed us the view,
convincing our eyes it was harshly askew.
Nearing the cliffs as if caught in a spell,
he fed us like lambs from his poisonous well.
Touting sweet taste of his truth well embittered,
ignoring the signs of nonsensical twitter,
rot with the smell of the nations decay,
we drank from his cup of a water so gray.
Watching and waiting for gifts of his gruel,
the masses assured we were not made a fool,
his promise of greatness was all we could see,
with great expectations of how it would be.
There's no turning back once we swore the man in,
believing bright futures were soon to begin,
blinding frustration gave evil its day
for the pompous pied piper to lead us astray.
He led us to thinking, all driven by fear,
then gave his directives so cryptically clear,
stripping the values by which we would stand
before the American dream had been banned.
Addicted to all the attention and glory,
swiftly he moved to remain the top story,
insisting on walls made of concrete and steel
built by the anger and hate we should feel.
Then some were shaken, disrupting his spell
and found he was stealing our Liberty Bell.
The fog began lifting and soon we would see
the piper exposed as the fraud he would be.
Time has a way, proven over again,
of playing its imminent part.
The shedding of light upon every mans soul,
exposing his darkness of heart.
No longer seduced by the piping we hear,
choosing to see through the veil,
Democracy once again fights to survive,
let us all pray we prevail!
-Jeannie Cronin
I was taking out my trash can
When I thought I saw a worm
But I realized it was a caterpillar
When the thing began to squirm
It crawled across the cobblestone
And made its way onto the grass
But when my puppy went to do his thing
It wound up on its a...
My puppy tried to get it off
By rolling in the dirt
He rolled so fast, came off his a...
And it landed on my shirt
It crawled onto my collar
Then, it crawled into my hair
So, I shuck my head and flung it off
And it flew into the air
A bird upon my roof-top
Caught the 'pillar in mid-flight
And fed it to his chickadees
Before they tweeted... a sweet Good Night!
Metrical Tale Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Hilo Poet
1/4/2023
A rose, in the hands of God, lays her fate
As Summer exhales its fury and dries its rain
Those are Nature creed, just obey and not berate
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't debate.
Pains that affect the heart, we do feel once
As deep they might dig, the pleasure is immense
Time when slow to meet a wish, the ache intense
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't make sense.
A rhymer lays bare the fine music of verse
Mother nature would fill a heart and wounds nurse
Uphold Beauty and in the wonders of Poetry the soul immerse
Wisdom, in a blessed heart, God would disperse.
What of rarity, the words could not meet
Who dares, of humanity, delete a heartbeat!
Love and peace, a Poet's ever tweet
Wisdom from the Almighty God, a huge treat.
Quote: Some of the best speakers in the world
are those who were listeners first....
The rain gently whispers to my window I am here
as the trees chuchot to each other with terms of endearment
The endless sky has an auditory hum as if to say
you might be drenched today
The dawn is singing acapella as she readies for a dance
while the daylight waltzes softly on the steps of day
The hour of seven has just begun for me
I can hear the handles clocking free
The silence is louder than the noise of mid afternoon
yet softer still then the silent stars of heaven
The day has just begun and I can already hear
the first tweet of a birdling musketeer
Sponsor Mark Toney
Contest Name Poetry Marathon Mile 14 |
Sept 15 2022
please send me a word
a short simple phrase will do
so I know you're there
I miss the words we once shared
please show me that you still care
03/12/17
The biggest threat to our humanity and way of life
is engraved within those whom get consumed by untruths
God controls this planet not science playing as host
man is destroying it with nuclear waste
leaking daily in many parts of this world
also using missals with poisonous heads
and toxic weapons through wicked acts of war
Now there is nothing conspiracy about facts displayed
The world over science in this field is tampered with
to suit new designs on another means to tax basically
your the climate scientist I have just made my comment
Based squarely on an article
in how my soul sees a corrupt body
hiding facts using upside down research mind boggling
Please poets, rise. Revolution may not come through your script, but then it will not spring from your step without it.
bird in flight
how many miles
seen many a sight
a flight full of smiles
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high above cloud //
calling to its' friends ..////
calling so very loud ////////////
much encouragement it sends //////////////////////
then it drops back–––––––––––––––––––––––/////
<:checking all is well–––––––––––––––––––––––––<
flight still on track–––––––––––––––––––––––\\\\\
many a good tale to tell as well \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
of memories it tweets \\\\\\\\\\
of every feather it \\\\
preens and treats \\
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like flights must end
with land in sight
they don't pretend
whistle delight
and land
tweet from new leaves
siskin rustles, scrapes beak
dives into nest
Sheri Fresonke Harper
tenuous
budget
tightrope
dance
slips
into
freefall
doe eyed plea for help
nothing on earth can withstand
puppy in the rain
for contest 'micropoetry- ain't that tweet' sponsored by
Casarah Nance
Jul 31st 2015
His yard
full of the remnants
of old interests
Whoa is me, don't have many friends
Except those here on the Soup
Maybe because I show only my best side
You don't know the real scoop
Nasty to children and push old people down
Whenever I get the chance
It's my right after living for eighty years
Still adorable after a lifelong dance
Well what did you expect, some Casanova
No way, been through life's mill
Got spitted out quite unceremoniously
A hardened “lifer” if you will
Putting you on, been a charmer since birth
Ladies all flock to my door
Just wanting a piece of my virile “young” body
The word “old” I absolutely abhor
Well enough about me, a Hollywood hunk
Quite unassuming, shy and sweet
If any of you want to know this guy better
Number's 1-800-TWEET TWEET TWEET
© Jack Ellison 2015
puppy love is like carnival magic and amazing rides
ferris wheels and carousel horses on the merry-go-round
pushing, shoving, and holding hands stomach- twisting inside out
cotton candy, caramel apples, with music in the background
everlasting love
initials carved on a tree
lasting impression
© By 7/30/2015
Syllables Per Line: 15 15 15 15 0 0 5 7 5 Quatrain & Haiku
Contest Name: Micropoetry ain't that tweet
Sponsor: Casarah Nance
Toddler tweet
Merry blue dressed Bob, the builder,
Please return my reddish toy rooster,
I’ll give you my toy elephant,
A bubbly grey buoyant infant,
He is a long nosy mister.
Rizwana bhurani.
21-10-2015