I will never categorise any of my poetry,
under the category of "funny,"
well, maybe this once only,
since the poem title is "Funny Category".
To do so would feel way too presumptuous of me.
One person's disdain could very well be,
another's most hysterically funny.
Writing a poem
Is nice to do when you are alone
Does it really need a category?
To send a message or story
This is quite fun
Does a contest really needed to be won
Isn't a nice presentation
That gets internet attention
A priority
When using poetry soup to just say 'I am sorry'
R-eading
O-utstanding
C-omments
H-as
E-levated
L-ovely
L-ine's
E-xcellent
C-ategory
A-s
R-ighteous
D-esign
U-ses
C-lassic
E-xpression
Topic: Birthday of Rochelle M. Carduce (April 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
how to add poem subject categorizing words other than those shown below
Like riding on the handle bars of a bike
with no brakes, going down Telegraph hill
in San Francisco,... during an earthquake…
...With a flower in your hair…If you like.
the hazy full moon lingers
to glimpse the rising sun
anxious on an island where time
is measured in hurricanes
and my voice is lost
a pebble in the languid ocean
Irma comes with certain fury
waves to capsize hotels
Monopoly gone awry
winds that punish
like the master’s whip
we wait for landfall
and my crashing
h
o
p
e
There isn't a category I belong...
Do I want to?
Does it matter where we all come from?
This world... who knew?
I do not think I am lost
No matter how much I'm to feel so
An every moment bringing a cause
That every moment... is the unfelt soul
Do I do what I want or for the world to see?
Sometimes, every whole is nothing out there
The very aspect isn't for expectant to ever be
Whatever one does only narrows an outcome one cares
There are simply too much people to be bothered with
Simply too much selfishness shape our world we live in
We have to promote selfless endeavors to believe...
Can I tell you... I have a dream?
This world... I only knew
Does it matter where we come from?
A lifeline we never truly hold on to
Have you a category you belong?
Category Five
Tall aged oaks brace for the category five storm
Become gray with the surrounding landscape
Roots dig in a little deeper below cold soil
Heavy trees can't hold on forever
Ones by the river slip in to sleep
Agitated waters rise like a soul in turmoil
Clashing with the wind to drag lumber down
Rapidly moving in the flow
They don't want to go against the current
But become too old to fight
Branches come apart as expected
Drift into a dream of their own
Float alongside ancient houses and barns torn apart
Hurricanes work that way
When you are old and gray
My Category Box
My category box is not opening up completely
And now never ever neatly or oh so sweetly
I have tried to around search and peck
Caused my mind to become a complete wreck.
Any suggestions out there from anyone?
Horrors!!! Was it something I have done?
Through my imperfection must pay price
Sacrifice all of my efforts at being nice.
Downloaded Windows 8.1 for fourth time
Windows 98 for me once was so sublime
Now I need some magnificent tutor
My sister still has 98 on her computer.
Not only that I really hate to type
Know you are annoyed each time I gripe
Maybe another poetry program I may find
Fitting for me and can read my mind.
I just plug ear phones into you know where
And when on the screen I will look there
I will notice my cursor starting to steer
Right to where my poem did appear.
What do you think about these ideas?
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet
PS. My whole Poetry Soup piece is decreased in width.
Help!!!! I'mmmmm shrinking.
the worst hurricane
a category seven
annihilating
destroying places
breaking apart homes, shelters
taking away life
lord please take pity
for the land is gone and life
heal us once again
this storm has done it
brought with death and destruction
the worst hurricane
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's "NATURE THE DESTROYER *HAIKU FORM ONLY*" contest
3/9/2012
after Katrina
bodies floated in the tide…
rooftop watchers feared
storm surge broke the dam
New Orleans underwater…
both lives and homes lost
city known for saints
by demonic sea consumed…
more than a Cat Five
nature lashing out
protesting the harm we do…
history repeats
*Entry for PD’s Nature the Destroyer” contest
I've been told that some of my writes are very funny,
but I could never list any of them under the "Funny" category.
To do so I feel would be presumptuous of me.
It's up to the reader to decide what is or isn't funny.
To the staff of this soup of poetry:
Your mandatory categories are killing me.
I have a write on my PC that I wrote last week,
but I can't post it cause I don't know it's category.
If you could possibly create an "Other" category,
that would make life much more easier for me.
Is there at all any possibility
that one may one day write in their own category?
I don't know inspiration from introspection. I'm not too bright you see.
I've categorized this write as humor/funny
but it should have been categorized "Most seriously"
I'm always in a quandary
whenever I have to choose a category.
the f-scale is used to describethe damage of twisters ranging from lite to devastating
my f-scale is different, describing results ranging from lite to mesmerizing
most twisters jus cause pain and suffering
but my twister causes moaning and studdering
a twister brings rain and all wetness of the earth
but the wetness cause, shows a completely different worth
a twister is seen as jus wind in a twisting motion
the tongue twister is similar, but only its my tongue goin in the same motion
the ending result of my twister leaves wetness and changed lives
when it cums with the impact of a category f-5
Respirator walls
Blinding flashes of blue light
Swirling mass of cloud
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