Bothersome
The black kitten on my desks bookshelf
In my poetry meditation is small
Only as the poem
Undiscovered
And without
To push the book down
We will not
Only because you stranded me here
All the writing requests
Is simple socks
And travelling coffee's
Yet spectacles bets
Vetting my mystery netting
Tara took me to school
To find her bonnet
Tara Gendron and Kevin
Go to piano
Read Rupi
Rupi
Tic of knock
As sitting drop
In road tin say
Melting kettle lay
Hat and pat
Greatly treasure sap
Long in ago
Settle bets with go
Stepping Foot
The young limb
Clicks out of water
Grasping the dreary weather
Porcupine painful painting it's sun
The mirror of moon
Conquers the files sands
Landing in return of lust
Teaching the fawning shame
Wood plucking a feathers painting
The romance of wind and winter
Iceberg and seal
Feather behind harp
The foot eats the porcelain fingers
Building the painful yawn
Of concerts
The birds chirp invented from a voided life
Alone ousted without sound
Haunting of meaning
The flying fortress is found
To sound is sound and bound by ground
The harpsichord is hidden
In waters snap
Is
Unwriting lend
Trample undered doubt
Nill grace, staggered taunt
Farthings tormented delays
Whispered daughter on hilt
Aphrodite sours the lengths rend
Milkened ponds
Battles fetch, torn and bent
To no hearthed bends hallow he crawls
Basically,
bashful
brownish
brazen
bugs
besotted
by
bubbling
blood
browse
between
bedsheets…
best
brief:
better
banish
before
bedtime;
beware
body
bites!
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Contest: Tautogram Poems
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Placed 3rd
© 26th October 2019
BOTHERSOME
At any rate, the death was quick.
She wasn’t sick — yet bothersome.
So he bolted straight for her —
they were quite high up,
at the edge of a cliff,
and tumbled, he,
over she as she ducked.
Yes, in those moments,
he thought,
‘Quite bothersome,’
until his thoughts fell —
awkwardly silent.
2/4/2018
Julia Ward’s ’s AT ANY RATE IT WILL BE FAST MOVING contest
Bothersome Bernie Burn
Better be sure you want to take your turn
Suffering from a bothersome Bernie burn
Who is not steady and much smooth sailing
Will be finger pointing with arms flailing.
Am noticing lately he sure has a knack
Mentioning small percent's and SuperPAC
For subjects in articles, it is hard to fall
None of them ever make any sense at all.
Of all his things am trying to keep score
Is big braggadocio as well as much more
To halt things should come to a screech
And no goals he set could he ever reach.
You guessed it, his goals are out of sight
He would have to worry all day and night
Go backwards instead of forwards inching
With his thoughts that are penny pinching.
Thought of Bernie bothers me and him do dread
So who we should have is Hillary instead
Unless by Bernie you have become enchanted
Like him always take everything for granted.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
That one sweet moment
when the harpy's song is gone
Peace, once again, reigns
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