In defense of a poet who didn't deserve harsh words.
You know the saying... 'If you have nothing nice to say..."
I'll not write a reprimand for two rolling bumblers
that stumbled over themselves in the last two days.
Some people live in a haze, throwing shade at others,
I won't throw hot coals on their heads.
They'll just keep rolling, rolling, rolling,
hopefully into oblivion.
Categories:
bumblers, slam,
Form: Free verse
Babble on, Babylon!— The bell is bellowing
Its booming bane! Bastards and baseborn bumblers
Beware, and beg bitterly for better
Birth above! O’ you bashful, bawdry bunch!
Categories:
bumblers, bible, death, fear, myth,
Form: Alliteration
'Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude...
whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers.'
(Quoted by Regina Mc Intosh)
Hung suspended from hive rafters hexagonal
Leader Lady Ruler Bee gorges imprudent
Heavy duty seeps striped desirous abdominal
Workers hover, rush beneath Queen exuberant
Team enthusiasm pumps a syrup scaffold
Propolis produces massed mission belligerent
Numb buzzing bumblers fumble fated cuckold
Hunger for cohesion, gold body encompass
Busy anonymous paupers, sources unresolved
Eager in sweetness, clan clustered accomplice
Reverently fulfills each gluttonous request
Swift need swords stung in caustic redundance
Plump with pupae, flightless wings flouresced
Polar iceberg cream honey hearts can't ingest
13th January 2021
Written for Contest: Terza Rima Quote
Sponsor: Regina Mc Intosh
Categories:
bumblers, absence, abuse, betrayal, blessing,
Form: Terza Rima
Butterfly leads my eye to other marvels
Marigold laughs, seeing my interest
I walk to the bee balm and visit with the bumblers
They are in a frenzy, competing for pollen
My yard is fully alive in June
Dragonflies nearly take off my head
Silent gliders, reminding me that spirit is here
Orbs would be seen if I was taking photos, but I am not.
I can feel the energy of my ancestors
Their approval of my four gardens,
Vegetables pushing through the soil
Ready for picking and plucking
The sun caresses my neck as I bend forward
To collect my bounty from the earth
Wind reminds me she is here,
Eager to entice my leaves to dance.
Categories:
bumblers, garden,
Form: Free verse
Alliteration
By Franklin Price
6/26/2105
Alliteration alludes alliance
Defeats deductive daunts defiance
Connects constructive conjugation
Needs a niche nice new libation
Poets possibly pen prime prose
Never neglect nor need to know
Poor people perfectly pronouncing please
Nine nimble ninnies on knobby knees
Fabulous fiction fantastic facts
Anchors altering adjusting acts
Elusive elves eliciting verbs
Babbling bumblers bubbling blurbs
Nonsensical nuance nearly nice
Needs neural knowledge naughty spice
These thoughts try timely to titillate
Greatly gregarious not just gigantically great
Categories:
bumblers, fun,
Form: Rhyme