Fred-dy Free-ble cannot sing
He has a wife and a pet
They need al-most ev-ry-thing
He has hid-den grow-ing debt
Fred-dy Free-bird wears a smile
ev-er since his sail-boat came
to a trop-i-cal i - sle
and he changed his sil-ly name
It's Invisible!!!
In
vis
ble
!!!
Written for Ink Empress' 'Unwritten Absence' Poetry Contest.
C(ulpa)ble
Your unwritten absence unravelled much
Disrobing piteously your impure intent
Starkly exposing a ravaged soul as such
Cocooned in dark yarns of deceit, I lay spent
In golden gilded cage tarnishing from neglect
Plated with cosmetic veneer for society's consent
Yet, you were oblivious to the storm brewing, most perfect
Bidding the right time to sound its thunderous dissent
NEGLECT, tacitly accepted afore, HENCEFORTH NEVER GOES UNCHECKED!
Like burnt-out logs on ice-cold firedogs nudge,
emotions crumble at tentative touch.
In Iambic Pentameter: Stressed syllables are in bold.
Lè yon fanm renmen ou
Ou pa ka fè anyen mal
Ou ka chame li ak yon ti chanson
Nan men ou, li pa bezwen anpil.
Lè yon fanm renmen ou
Mond lan sanble li trè bèl
Tout bagay anfò, an pinpan
Lè yon fanm adore ou.
Se tout ane a ki printan
Ti zwazo yo ap repoze e yap chante
Timoun yo ap jwe e yap ri
Gen anpil bonè ak kè kontan.
Lè ou voye flè pou li
Lè ou bay li bèl bijou
Li bo ou tankou yon ti bebe
E li ba ou akolad pou tout yon ane.
Lè yon fanm renmen ou
Ou santi ou ekstrèmman byen
Kay la gen anpil, yon dividal manje
Paske li bay ase pou vant ou plin.
Lè yon fanm renmen ou
Syèl la klere epi li ble
Lanmè a manyifik e trè klè
Lè yon fanm renmen ou.
Lè yon fanm renmen ou
Solèy la cho e li pike
Nwaj yo ap vwayaje
Lè yon fanm adore ou.
Copyright © fevriye 2020, Hébert Logerie, Tout dwa rezève.
Hébert Logerie se otè plizyè koleksyon powèm.
This is a translation of the poem When A Woman Loves You by Hebert Logerie
My poetry laced with eccentricity
words lie dead where they wanT
Hiding lines Inside the
Next trippping words
to watch their pretty tu
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using.'s to.........pause
scrawling with ink dipped claws
is fall ing apart
so bad
i have a membership card
pain was always a pleasure
wanna feel the numb
can i ask you two questions
the first being can i ask you a question
what's after too late
head butting fate
sorry for the things i haven't done
yet is what you call a yeti with no eye
(To be sang to the tune of "Jingle Bells")
Single Belles. Single Belles.
Single all the way...
We'll remain as so til the time is right,
Not available today - hey!
Single Belles. Single Belles.
Single all the way.
We're very content the way we are.
From our choice we'll not be swayed.
Even singles are complete.
Though couples we might meet
May feel minor pity,
Thinking we're lonely.
But then we turn and smile
And remember for a while
What freedom we happen to possess -
It's a secret happiness!
So...
Single Belles. Single Belles.
Single all the way.
We're very content the way we are.
From our choice we'll not be swayed - hey!
Single Belles. Single Belles.
Single all the way.
We'll remain as so til the time is right,
Not a-vail-a-ble to-day!
K-nowledge
E-nthusiast
I-s
S-imply
H-aving
A-ptitude
T-ill
H-ead
E-mploys
A-ble
M-ind
A-s
R-eader
Q-uickly
U-nderstands
E-xcellence
Z-one
Topic: Birthday of Keisha Thea Marquez (August 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Climb those many stairs, up to the stars.
“Cut!” Comes the child, the wee Pinkerton.
Stunt double, doubles down, with plethora of scars.
Fate is what it is, bumps, bruises...sorta fun.
Pinkerton rolls and bounces, ooches and ouches.
Then they call in the fingering ‘stache, for he smooths
the luscious hairs of his handlebar, never slouches.
Divine with his hands too, damsels-in-distress, he soothes.
Pinkerton pastes on his pastel beard, and breaks out
into a minor character. “Cut! Stunt dou—ble!”
The ‘Stache rips doppelgänger’s facial hair as Pinkerton shouts,
opens mouth, “Hey! Hey! That really hurt!” Now he’s in trouble.
Pinkerton pouts as he takes his final walk into the night.
Rubs his eyes as a werewolf runs by ready to attack.
Those mischievous stars yell, “Cut! Stunt double, fight!”
Alarmed, Pinkerton needs to know who has his back.
A werewolf snarls and twirls his whiskers with a pinky.
Suspicious and brave, the kid gives him a karate chop.
Pinkerton unzips the stinker from bottom to top.
Found out, ‘Stache grabs his blanket and binky.
11/3/2020
B-e
A-ble
T-o
O-bey
Topic: 74th Anniversary of Bato, Zambales North (March 16,2020)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I was born
on Christ-
mas day.My
mother was
sprung out
on drugs. My
father was
unknown, he
was one of
her tricks.
The moment
I cried, I was
placed in the
foster care
system. My
mother was
deemed un-
fit. I've never
known love.
I was placed
in several
foster homes.
I was raped
in most of
them.I ran
away from
those awful
homes. So I
was declared
ward of state
by fifteen.
The streets be-
came my hum-
ble abode.I hate
Christmas. And
there's nothing
jolly about it.
12/15/ 19
Inspired By The Darker Side
Of Christmas Contest
Sponsor: Richard Lamoureux
M-ake twenty-eighth December
A-ble to come out and shine;
R-ed beacon early Wednesday
I-s rising above the line.
K-iss the cold chill goodbye,
R-ain is nowhere in sight;
I-nclement clime turns fine,
S-un has turned on the light.
T-uesday's shadows are gone,
I-t's a beautiful birthday;
N-ever ignore the flowers, see the birds that play.
EARTHLY eruptions humanity hands and arms raised, Alleluia
VAIN visions of saints and sinners
EFFECTIVELY each all forgiven, Alleluia
RAPTURE comes spirits bodies move on..
PROVERBS taught us rules of wisdom's, Alleluia
RUNNING permanently on empty
ABLE to withstand the grace and mercies at hand, Alleluia
INFRANGIBLE, audible, commendable, continual praising God
SPOTTED ill and wounded my Lord God healed me, Alleluia
ILL His mercies heals
NOBODY
GREATEST
HAPPILY I'm elated
INTRODUCTION to my Savior
MORE thankful so thankful ever praising Lord my God, Alleluia
6/26/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
Released royale Holy King
Eternal mercies granted rise
Sured solemnly saves mankind a assured Savior
Unexpected deliverers soul deliver rise
Reprieve return to the Father to make a place for us
Return to the Father reprieve us, thank you for saving us
Ecclesiestical Lord early champion lifesaver rise
Calls on choicest mercies Christ sympathies
Tender, tenderest mercies of blessing rise
Incarnate saviour delivers His word
Outward praise to the Father outward mercies to the people rise
Noble Lord, noble rescuer, noble Savior rise
Domestic pieties rose against the sinners
Able helper absolute Lord grants absolute pardons rise
Young deliverer Savior of thee entire world didn't die, He rose, today
M-ost
A-ble
K-ing of all,
E-veryone bows,
R-evering Him inside the worship house.
Form: Acrostictractys
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