Best Wittiness Poems
Oh hearken to me Destroyer of Poets
With heart in hand I declare my feelings
Without pretentiousness humbly kneeling
Thou art the greatest and now I show it
In verse for all so they shall to know it
My desire for you I've been concealing
Conversations with you left me reeling
I'm amazed how you remain so stoic
So beautiful, so gracious, and funny
Promptly greeting then eating newcomers
Wittiness and charm forever ascends
You cast the longest shadow when sunny
And call out those duplicitous bummers
I'm glad we've decided to be good friends
Italian Sonnet rhyme scheme abba abba cde cde
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
For my friend Linda "Poet Destroyer"
Sunlight shines within the folds
your red and orange hues display
your brush upon the canvas spoke
of beauty words could not relay
Lost within this burning flame
I'm wittiness to the joy you saw
the beauty of your fire etched
within this heart now left in awe
Inspired by Brian Strand's Picture Poem contest
Red Canna 1923 Georgia O'Keeffe
http://www.artinthepicture.com/paintings/Georgia_Okeeffe/Red_Canna
"I found that I could say things with color and shapes that I
couldn't say in any other way - things that I had no words for." Georgia O'Keeffe
Your body smiles at me
so let me reciprocate the inviting gesture
with the natural gifts of arousing pleasures
well presented in erotic packages.
My curiosity is unfairly punished
by your hypocritical skimpy skirt
flashing the flesh so systematically and hiding them again
in a glamorous tease.
Your semi-circularly exposed glands
canopies me into a hypnotic boomerang system
where I create a mood of ecstasy in you
and at the same time, covet its blessed beam of radiant sweetness.
Let’s play naughty my dear and act so crazy sweetheart
with gentleness and manliness, I’ll navigate your front side
and then take care of your behind with wittiness and craftiness
My hands just want to go under
squeezing your outside, rubbing your inside;
touching all softness and ‘tongue-ing’ all openings
tearing off your covering and creaming your exposed holy Grail
with my saliva, from head to toe
wrapped in your wholeness, skin to skin
and preserved in the mid-temperatures of our slickly contacts.
We’ll be a fitted match
same measured length, horizontally well placed
burst for burst, groin for groin; lips for lips, breath for breath
eating each other up and yet dangerously unsatisfying
not letting go until even our souls are sored
with this affectionate tempo.
Our constantly bending limbs
will equal all hovering and meandering
and with every of your holes, so greased
ready for my artistic play and penetration
we stay captive to each other’s sexual outpour
and gain much enjoyment
in the irony of our butter-lotioned crys.
Welcome to this ceremonious event
of me unveiling my thoughts
of me unfolding my brazenness
of you displaying your wittiness
of you and me affecting changes
On line, in line, on time beyond time
With million likes
The game is on
The line is on
The status is open
For all of you to presume, assume and resume your own positioning of point of
views
Whatever stand, brand and grandstand of opinionated, imposed upon or
layered views
nicely spread with icings of lies and some sprinkles of truth
Either requited, unrequited, desired or abhorrent
Everything's game
All is kosher
Your event is every second
every minute and every thoughts posted
No less
Minds matter most
Than actual consequences
Love is a perpetual "Proof" that something "Good", and "Earnest", and "Eternal" is meant for "US"! Love is real, just like flesh and blood, and is "Bliss" that is being given to us to keep us alive in "Time and Progression"!!! It is good to be a "Progressive in the sight of" Time! Mother nature and "Father Time", and we must realize what "LOVING" or not "LOVING" urges us to "Obtain", "Perhaps "Death itself" will cease all "Souls", which "LOVE ITSELF" "Created": We can ask "The Lord God Almighty" to let us "Inhabit " our specific perfected "WORLD"!! Love can do what "POWER" cannot "DO"!!!!!!Judgement Day is at hand for those who will not LOVE!!!! HELL is their home for sure!!!! THOSE WHO "HATE ARE DESTINED TO DIE AND GO TO HELL FOR CERTAIN!!! THE RACIST DESTINY IS TO DIE AND GO TO "HELL' for certain!!!! There is "NO" "Discrimination" In Hell, and the only thing in "Hell" is the hate that has been perpetuated, and delivered back to the "HATER"!!!!! LOVE can do what "Power" cannot do: After "Power" has done its best, and "GIVEN UP": Love "TAKES UP THE BEST OF POWER", and continues the "JOURNEY", because "WITHOUT LOVE": The "JOURNEY ENDS"!!!!!Power becomes "Defeated" without "LOVE" for sure!!!! Power gets defeated for NOT LOVING!!!LOVE is an "ACTION WORD", and cannot be "FOOLED or beguiled, or circumvented"!CAN I GET A WITTINESS "NO MATTER WHAT YOUR RELIGION IS?!
YOU ARE A STAR, SHINING AND TWINKLING IN OUR LIVES.
YOUR BIRTH AND PRESENCE IS OUR DELIGHT.
NO GIFT CAN EVER EXPRESS THE VALUE YOU HOLD IN OUR LIVES.
OUR PRAYERS AND WISHES WOULD SURELY CONTRIBUTE TO YOUR SUCCESS AND RISE.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Bestowing Wishes,
Be Blessed With;
Achievements Myriad,
Accolades and Encomium,
Burgeoning wings,
Compassionate Benevolence,
Epigrammatic Wittiness,
Good Luck Galore,
Gracious Empathy,
Holidays Flamboyant,
Infallible Wisdom,
Indomitable Will,
Marked Contentment,
Memories Worth Savouring Rerun,
Prodigious Strength,
Pure Love,
Remarkable Resilience,
Scrupulous Focus,
Spirit Unshaken,
Tremendous Success,
Untrammelled Disposition,
Vivid Personality,
Youthful Exuberance,
Zealous Smile.
You are our liberator
For seven years confined
Searching for a love connector
You complete our lives, true hearts bind
All nine yards of happiness
Send it far up to nine planets
In scoreless game, evoking wittiness
On cloud nine, all in a bucket
Turning 9 years old is great
What have you made in your wish list?
Special nine wishes, genie can relate
I am out of the bottle; all I need is a kiss
Choose with care
And to choose the important one
Don’t turn 9 upside down on the square
Feeling old, do again your childish run
Nice, imaginative, nascent, eligible
Evidence to be special and be loved
Last single-digit birthday is appreciable
You’re fast growing up, it justly proved
Poem for my son on his 9th birthday
April 19, 2016
Why Do I Love You?
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd
When I tell you that I love you
Hurriedly you ask, tell me why?
You laugh when in dismay I sigh
Dare now, listen to some reasons
Obsess and parse them if you please
I love because God gave you to me
Life is good when I see your smile
Observe your wittiness and style
Valuable are your hugs so snug
Each time you travel I feel a tug
You bring pride and make my heart dance
Overawed I choose to love, not perchance
Utmost I love because you are you.
Prologue
Abandoned and in disrepair the mansion
Is dark now; a story behind every stanchion.
An unwitting monument to a way of life,
Since foreclosed through bloody civil strife.
Antebellum
The hush of summer evenings cued the trilling
(Fiddled on hind legs accompanied by warty pouches)
Chorus; pierced only by the discordant creaking
Of unseen stairs rising to the house slave's quarters
Portending the disquiet of antebellum martyrs.
Wittiness trees attest in angles and chains
To the master's grid and shade the lanes
For the surrey whose wheels rutted the gateway
(Become artifacts) en route to soirées of gaiety.
The prairie land, violated by steel and condescension
To the roots of its towering grasses and purple gentian,
Forced to nourish seeds of an alien flora for hempen
Riches, patiently awaits its day of redemption.
Bricks of fertile earth fired over an Osage hearth,
By chattel hands, in mortise and tenons, gave birth
To a mansion at the prelude of a moral sea-change
That would divide the nation and break its chains.
Current Era
Their lives deprived of enslaved labor, the once-lived
Voices ebbed a little as each generation removed.
Shrouded in leaves of time they are a mute bequeath
Indelibly recorded upon the stories that lie beneath.
Dreamer boy speak for them now. Sing for bluestem that switched
Against the sky nourishing the thundering herds that provisioned
Native tribes. Rage for those hobbled to sow but never to reap,
Weep for a Nation gone mad and seeds planted too deep.
Reflections after touring an abandoned antebellum mansion.
Copyright Paul M Thomson September 2011.
Morose, mellow, and mysterious, my mind has made
An alliteration accented around random assets
Of ranting, riveting raves renewed
To try and tackle tiring thoughts
Whilst wanting with wonder to withhold worn-out wittiness
Which can kind of, if continued, come out quite corny
More times than none, when my door bell rings
bad news or tragedy is what it brings.
If knocking at my door should follow that
then I'm ten fold more prone to a panic attack.
If the knocking at my door should continue to persist
I'll curl into the fetal position as tight as a clenched fist.
My panic attacks are my ultimate test
of preventing my heart from pounding right through my chest.
My only strength is the knowledge of knowing that the panic attack will pass,
but as long as the knocking continues the panic attack will also continue to last.
More times than none the uninvited give up and go away,
but there have been some who continue to stay.
They'll just keep on knocking refusing to go away.
My panic turns to anger. Now the unannounced visitor must pay.
I open my door and what do I see?
A devout Jehovah's Wittiness smiling back at me.
"Good morning Sir. Have you welcomed Jesus Christ into your life?"
I try to remain calm. I try to be polite.
"I don't have time right now but I'd be happy to read
any literature you'd care to leave with me."
"You don't have time for God?" is what she next said to me,
and that's when I lost it ballistically.
"I didn't say that you ignorant snob
I don't have time for YOU! I Always Have Time For GOD!
but what I don't have time for is an inconsiderate slob
but I promise, right after I slam my door in your face
I'll fall down to my knees and pray to the Almighty Grace.
Dear GOD Please Don't Ever Again Send This ******* Over To My Place!!!"
and then I slammed my door hard and as loud as can be,
and as I had promised my visitor, I fell down to my knees,
but I most definitely wasn't on my knees to pray.
I was exhausted and 100 times more depressed than I'd felt on any day.
It's a two edge sword that I constantly carry around.
I beat my panic attack by exploiting my anger
on an innocent, well meaning, Child of God clown.
I guess the only way I can conquer my panic attacks truly and naturally
is to allow the darkness in me to break free occasionally.
It's not the greatest of methods but it's the only alternative for me
but it can be hurtful to others and that depresses the hell out of me.I have confidence that my panic attacks will one day lessen,
but until then I shall remain a No People person.
LLB is primary condition
Advocates joining Bar Association
Wisdom and wittiness marks good litigation
Years of experience deepen skills in profession
Execution of duty with sincere participation
Respectful to court but no fearful implication
Serving and protecting justice is main intention
Plotting my new existences
living off hope and sheer willpower.
God,
who knew, their would be this resistance.
I tell the loved ones in my life,
this will take persistence.
Pray my kids wont end up as misfits,
and living this life doesn’t put us at a distance.
Falling down now is not an option.
Groveling at the feet of others is,
but to proud to admit.
Quick to bring it up in my face,
here I come in defense.
Putting you in your place,
I'll leave you with the proverbial kiss of death.
Please busy yourself
with someone else and there business.
I don’t think you know what nice is.
Maybe next time you’ll find this,
but in the meantime
find joy in someone else and there crisis’s.
Falling down,
well that’s what got us into this.
Not your fault,
I’m your best wittiness.
Don’t you think I will live the rest of my life
forever in debt to this.
Spend my time regretfully ashamed by the actions
that lead this consequence.
Like the loss of my one true love.
Talk about shame,
this story will give you chills.
Believe me when I say,
it will leave you with emotional ills.
How about the missing moments
I will never get back.
Six birthdays, Three Christmases,
Two for new years,
Or the loss of the life,
that made breath late that night.
For a moment all of her thoughts were on me
Waiting on me to breathe.
I wonder what she’s thinking of me.
Surely disappointed in everything.
There are those who would come into "God's House" ,and try to takeover"in vain"!The Lord God Almighty" "Give Life" and The Lord God Almighty "Take Life Away",and that is the truth,and that is "God's way"to let "All That He Has Created realize "The "POWER" that he has over "The Animate and "The Inanimate" in "Every way"! All Power is in the "Hands of "The Lord God Almighty"! "Jesus Christ said..........."I GO TO THE FATHER WHO IS GREATER THAN I!!!!!!!!!! THE FATHER IS "THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY"""""".GOD IS "ALL MIGHTY,AND IS LORD OF LORDS AND KING OF KINGS TO LET US IN THIS WORLD REALIZE WHAT "THE NAME OF GOD REALLY MEANS!!!!!"Heavy Spiritual Lifting Up of "The Name Of "The Lord God Almighty"! The Lord is "The Only Living God of "All Creation" both "Animate and Inanimate",and "CREATOR" of the entire "UNIVERSE"! The "ONLY "SUN" that shines and "GIVES LIFE" in the universe is "THE SUN" that shines on "THE EARTH"! The other suns that shine are not capable of giving "LIFE"and we as ASTROLOGIST" realize that "FACT"!The illumination of "The Earth's Sun" causes "LIFE" to be created!!! Can I get a wittiness? The Illumination of "The Earth's Sun is different from any "SUN" in "The Universe" ,and that "ILLUMINATION" was created "BY THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY WHO IS A LIVING GOD"!Uplift "The Lord God Almighty" to the highest heights for giving us "LIFE"on this earth where his illuminating "Sun" gives life to us on earth! God's Sun shines on "The Good and on "The Evil" and we are "Alive" : We push "The Devil,Satan,and Lucifer down to the deepest depts of "HELL" and "The deepest debts of "The Lake Of Fire"where the fallen Angels ,and the "Anti-Christ and those who are "Against The Lord God Almighty Dwell! They will reside in "The Lake of Fire" no longer to make "Hell or Earth Their Home"We have got to do what we must do.We lift "The Living Lord God Almighty "ALL THE WAY UP TO THE HIGHEST HEAVEN and we pray in "Jesus Christ "Holy Name",as we "Push Down" The Devil,Satan,Lucifer,Anti-Christ and those who do not believe in "The Living God"as we "LIFT UP THE LIVING LORD GOD ALMIGHTY and "THE ONLY BEGOTTEN "JESUS CHRIST as we see the reality unfold as "The Holy Bible"gives man and woman the only reality that can save sinful souls...........like you and I.
My past asked how I was, my present laughed in his face,
said, "You silly boy, you weren't hard to replace."
My past nodded in silent acknowledgment.
Said, "Winning her over is quite the accomplishment."
My present replied, "Should I tell her you say hi?"
"No man, I had my chance, go and be her guy.
Show her the world, she deserves only the best.
Don't play her like some sort of jest.
Please listen to me take these things I learned,
make sure her heart has been honorably earned.
She loves the smell right before it rains
and she only gets sick when traveling on trains.
Pickles make her laugh, it never fails.
And she'll always be there when everyone else bails.
She doesn't want much, just your hand to hold.
And maybe some cuddles when it gets too cold.
You'll want to hear her voice when you've had a bad day.
Somehow she always knows the right thing to say.
Her smile has the power to light up a room.
She's like a beautiful flower getting ready to bloom.
Make sure you're on your toes because she's super smart.
Her wittiness will get you, make you never want to part."
My present interjected, Said "Hey man can I ask you a question?"
My past said, "Please.", with no hesitation.
"What did you do wrong? Why did she let you go?"
"I couldn't let her in, I could let my feelings show.
She wanted me to open up. It wasn't something I could do.
I wasn't strong enough and my chances I blew."
Before they parted ways, my past said, "treat her right.
When she pushes you away, make sure to hold her tight."