"Genus"
taxonomic
classifying worth
separating the yolk
from the white
like poets pegged
on a line to dry
still and wet
behind the ears
years slapped
heartily away
and back into
the shore
like tides
to bare feet
hear them cry
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Categories:
classifying, journey, muse,
Form: Narrative
Chicken Chuck Chiggers chose chances of Chow
Changing curly curd curiosities that happened now
Clamping clogging cleats, classifying clones of mad cow
Colorado’s colorful colonists commanding condos of wow
Crusty cramped crullers creeping in craggy crevasses so
Crispy cartooned crestfallen consonants following below
Caroling cartons carefully consternating as catfish grow
Christmas card carolers confusing craggy-topped snow.
Confusing collars commanding colorized classification
Creating confident compact colonel’s consternation
Colliding converse comparisons in curious colorization
Commanding calendars corduroy in cellophane colonization
Categories:
classifying, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Alliteration
I have a bunch of snails in my home, he said.
I would not know what to do I replied. What have you done?
So far, I am classifying then into categories red.
I have squid, octopus and gastropods too, he said, for fun.
I was shocked and horrified, wondering about his house.
Are they salt water, fresh water or land beings? I queried.
They are frightening, scary, and they chase my mouse.
I saw one run past and It was clammy and harried.
Let’s have tea at my house I promptly suggested.
As an oversized octopus climbed out of his kitchen sink.
I am going crazy he replied. I feel I am being tested.
What is your opinion? What do you think?
Categories:
classifying, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
What do you call me:
flower, herb, or weed? I am
a dandelion.
October 2, 2021
entered in the Bite-Size poem Contest #22
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Categories:
classifying, nature,
Form: Free verse
Only this;
And a joyousness
Remembering many beautiful, matriarch models
And so you came gently in forgiveness;
Forgiving, allowing the arboreal atonement
I threw my resort upon the heart;
Of my cold unloving mind;
Back into my memories accommodating
That uttermost - that uttermost;
And the savior was classifying;
The arboreal atonement allowing
4/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Categories:
classifying, appreciation, assonance, community, confusion,
Form: Free verse
A Murder of Crows
A Shadow of Jaguars
A Flamboyance of Flamingos
A Mess of Iguanas
A Congregation of Alligators
A Crash of Rhinos
A Band of Gorillas
A Thunder of Hippos
A Pot of Water Buffaloes may wallow away,
while A Wisdom of Owls roost for the day.
A Battalion of Falcons would indeed prey,
upon A Horde of Hamsters if that horde came their way.
A Tower of Giraffes galloping by,
while A Caravan of Camels migrate close at their side.
A Conspiracy of Lemurs,
A Court of Kangaroos,
A Harem of Chimpanzees,
A Nursery of Raccoons,
A Shiver of Sharks and A Fever of Stingrays
compete to survive beneath our oceans' waves.
A Pride of Lions,
A Prickle of Porcupines,
and that's today's lesson in animal group classifying.
Categories:
classifying, animal,
Form: Rhyme
Scorpion composed an epic song,
about the changes soon to be.
Thoughts and feelings that were once diverse,
Separations lasting years too long
caused global suffering to prolong.
Dividing friends and family;
Strained relationships were getting worse.
Voices joined together and grew strong.
Demanding an end to what was wrong.
At Gorky Park the world would see.
Differences would soon reverse.
A change of heart embraced the throng.
Would all these values remain lifelong?
Injustice ends jubilantly.
The seeds of tyranny will disperse.
The winds of change become the song.
I am not sure what to do about classifying my poem. This poem is called La'Tuin. It was created by Laura Lamarca. It consists of 4 stanzas with a ABCA rhyme pattern. The syllable is specific 9/8/9/8. If I am doing this wromg please advice me.
Categories:
classifying, celebration, change, humanity, meaningful,
Form: Quatern
The perfect year,
two equal halves.
One with leaves
one without.
Forest thinning out.
Bring indoors
swing sets, pools, smiles, thoughts.
Having enough and not much else is a lot.
The transfer of funds is a loving gratitude for work well done.
Not self-sufficient unless self
is defined as family, community and nation.
The world.
Universe.
Thus,
I settle my haunches like a bear content, snug into coming winter.
House will be warm notwithstanding the Muslim-Judeo-Christian condition
not to mention the Hindu-Buddhist vortex.
Searching space
for an entity
to unite us as humanity.
Carbon-based, earthbound
meeting, understanding and absorbing
the clicking, algorithmic logic
of passionately computing species, insects, machines, bacteria.
A world moves only as fast as you think.
If it moves faster you're not thinking, you're it, dead, chemicals redistributed
in an ever more painless process.
What are my feelings exactly?
Systemic joy.
Lovely the logic
we have invented and applied
identifying, specifying, classifying.
It can keep you busy
counting, praying
while all the leaves are falling.
Categories:
classifying, christian, community, family, insect,
Form: Verse
Equilibrium
I am greater than Muslims
Wiser than Hindus
And stronger than Christians
You are all welcome to take all the attributes
You need
I am left very glad
To go along with my consciousness
Best wishes to you all
to be attached with this world
and at the same time
be the part of liberation
I need not anything in particular
Being everything
I am left extremely pleased
Congratulations to all of you
For defining and classifying everything
Into something or other
And taking away all the nomenclatures
I am left very happy
In equilibrium and all-embracing.
Categories:
classifying, wisdom,
Form: I do not know?
TOO MANY IDENTITIES
Young people find identity in a Pro-athletes and “A” teams
others idolize, emulating their rock or beloved film stars
adults, more subtle-- identify with careers , family roles-
hobbies, trends—celebrities—alluring images duplicated
Enthusiastically we akin to people and ideals appealing
conforming easily—desired images—accomplishments
make conflicting—superfluous scheduled demands on us
as passions will pull us in all directions confusing deviously
Perhaps identified pictures—affections are not Christ-ward
classifying Jesus as Savior turn admirations to obligations
examine yourself—how do you envision yearning aspirations
we should mold-- keep reflections- identity entirely on Him
Categories:
classifying, christian, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Why the tag?
Did I give you a reason,
not to trust me?
why the antagonism?
my intention was never
to create division
friendship, purely friendship
or is even that not allowed?
if not, then say so
don’t be suspicious,
and don’t assume,
because by doing so I am being tagged
and classifying me,
will only reflect badly on you
because in the end
you never got to know me…
Categories:
classifying, confusion, friendship
Form: Light Verse
Why is Money
As Sweet as Honey
Feel Few Even When Plenty?
Maybe We are still unsure
About the unfound cure
Classifying the rich and the poor ,
Still varying the ways we earn for
For a few it means nothing,
A few consider it as something,
And the rest as their everything
A Little gap is left between needs and desires
And the latter rules out the necessity
A feeling so pure as love
Yet money is puts it at stake and all above
At the end I stopped thinking
Cause this subject is not worth minting
Realizing the fact that even if we all had more than plenty
Yet there would be ways to make it scanty
---You can purchase my book of Poems "Temet Nosce"------Where you will find the rest of my
poems--
--- Mustafah Mun
Categories:
classifying, life
Form: Lyric