When you’re down in the dumps
And life’s giving you lumps,
It’s so nice to have lunch with a friend;
For occasional slumps,
Like a log’s many bumps,
Make it hard with a smile to pretend
All is dandy and fine.
Sometimes problems combine
With the natural ways that you cope
And your pal throws a line,
Which you take as a sign
That you’re not at the end of your rope.
So you sit and you eat,
Which itself is a treat,
And compare what’s been driving you nuts.
Though you do not compete,
Each admits to defeat
By not climbing up out of your ruts.
Still, a heaviness lifts,
One of friendship’s best gifts,
(Which can also take place on the phone).
Though the stuff that resists
Cheering up still exists,
You, at least, feel a lot less alone.
Our relationship is on shaky ground
We don't kiss each other like before
We don't say hello and goodbye anymore
We give each other the runaround
For the grace of God
We need to sit down to talk things over
We need the help of the Lord
Countless serious promises were made
That we must keep, cherish and honor
We must always sleep in the same bed
Until the end of time, until eternity
We must behave and act maturely
We must discuss everything thoroughly
We must smile and be nice to each other
We must live in peace and in harmony
And our love and passion must last forever.
Copyright © January,2019 Hebert Logerie All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Craziness is all I know
Everything I do
Everything I feel
Really it's never began
Which means it nevers stops
I wake up in the morning
Sometimes four
Sometimes seven
I get in the car and drive
Sometimes hours
Then I feel the craziness stop
I feel at peace
With the noise of blow dryers
The smell of pneumonia in the air
Then it's time for the contest
Just like the craziness is back
But I live for that moment of peace
Soon I will forget the craziness
And only remember the peace
White powder is softly falling out there,
And the temperature is getting low,
But I, in my soft fleece, am warm in here.
I hear the sound of those having a scare,
As they slide down their driveways even though,
White powder is softly falling out there.
Cars and trucks are still wrecking everywhere,
For no one knows how to drive in the snow.
But I, in my soft fleece, am warm in here.
The FedEx truck has crashed right over there,
And people rush to the stores even though,
White powder is softly falling out there.
Cars are sliding ‘round and drivers despair.
They call the garage to give them a tow.
But I, in my soft fleece, am warm in here.
Everywhere there is yelling in the air
As chaos comes with the covering snow.
White powder is softly falling out there,
But I, in my soft fleece, am warm in here.
Never act crazy
There will always be someone
Crazier than you.
Divorce is not the end, my duchess
Stop behaving like a wild lioness
Life is made of strange mountains and valleys
Be patient! Learn how to navigate in the alleys.
Divorce is not death, my love
The sun doesn't shine every day
We must take life as it comes, like a dove
Hope for the future, that's the way.
You have to laugh a little and smile a lot
It's good for your health and for your face
Look up to see the clouds out of space.
I express myself, so I don't go crazy
That's what I'm doing now, my sweet baby
Ring the bell. And I'll come to you like a nut.
Copyright © February 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
and so there, this world
with the trauma and troubles
while out I saw upon the path
blotches and spatters
of lichen
I know, right
it was like walking
on the back
of a giant negative Dalmatian
Imaginations fun and free
From simple things to really fancy
Your mind escapes somewhere new
Like when pigs are flying over you
Wings spread out sharing the sky
With large elephants way up high
An umbrella you will need
It will get messy yes indeed
When it's raining cats and dogs
Look out for the falling "logs"
It's hard to tell or really know
If its hot or frigid cold
A coat or not upon your shoulder
Visiting a hell that might freeze over
You earned a penny and can save
Till you turn over in your grave
A bull causes chaos and drops
All the china in the shops
A chip on your shoulder can be
A way to show your vanity
A baby apples too young to see
He hasn't fallen far from the tree
Only coming out at night
Worms won't be the early birds delight
Behold all around is the beauty
That your eyes can finally see
That's all cliches my mind can bring
It's over, let the fat lady sing.
Love is so crazy
Why do people fall in it?
Love is really crazy
Why do people follow it?
People will always be in pain
People will always die in vain
Love is worst than water
Love can fit in any container
Love can explode like mighty dynamite
Love can burst like a geyser
Love is a volcano
Love is a sinking canoe
Jump, jump out
Before the blackout
Love can be destructive like a termite
Like a filthy rat
Like a dirty cat
It seems like nothing is good about love
Because nothing is real until one dove
Wanders off or goes astray
And the partner is left sadly with an empty tray
Love betrays
Love ruins nights and days
Love backstabs
Love robs
What a creature
Which can even mess up Mother Nature.
Copyright © June 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
A poet occasionally writes
crazy poetry...
But an insane doesn't write
poetry... !
Seventh Grade Craziness
Written: by Miracle Man
August 12 2021
Some days my decisions made me look like a master,
but at some other times I've donned the hat of a dunce.
With my nose in the corner due to some disaster,
I was mistakenly taken for a dunce more than once.
Walking into that bar
> That nefarious den of
> iniquity and evilness
>> Twenty drinks too sober
from Bad Craziness Rising
There are some that think craziness is something we can control-
Not like our emotions, it's much deeper than the soul.
It's like a chain reaction... Cause and effect so to speak.
Environmental karma... what you sow, you also reap.
Over exposure to the craziness, pretty soon you'll start to see.
You must stop and ask yourself, "is the crazy inside me.
When everyone you thought was crazy, suddenly start to make perfect sense....
That is when you realize, you're on the same side of the fence.
Yes there's a moral to the story. It's like the phrase "catch 22"
Do you really truly go crazy??? Or does the crazy go to you?
O Dear I read you as Love without knowing true
I refine you many times as my God in my thoughtful vow
Here I'm still alone in the path of rosy thorn
look- I've accomplished everything with my heart colors
the race of river with its concentration towards the ocean
the firing sunlight with the icy moonlight
the golden sunrise with the silver sunset
the tranquil dawn with the greasy dusk
the handcrafted noon with the embroidered afternoon
the dreamy night with the contemplated darkness
the yearning day with a lot of learning chapter of nature
the daily life making intimacy with the imaginative desire
the far flowery stars with the deep silence of the space
the endless galaxy paths with its greatest journey
O dear I embedded these everything for our unity
Our disheveled caravan on the path of almighty
O dear in me craziness
I'm still wayward trace
I find everything everyday within love sublime
I live with my loneliness, it's opined me fine
The decorated rainbow abridging to your line
In me life and death double sim card is activated
But still don't know who is love or God in my debate
13.04.2020 Chattogram
Truly there is a bit of craziness in my heart’s mind
As she colors people beautiful
Even when they are mean
Fierce
And
Unrealistically
Angry
At me, but will not tell me why.
Feeling unsafe, and insecure
Painting people ahead in my thought’s brains
Expecting something that is insanely
Fantastical
And
Maniacally
Combative
Seeing a
Horrible ending
Due to lack of
Communication.
Able to methodically
Sterilize and homogenize
Other’s irrational ugly
Self-defeating thoughts
Yet stubbornly holding
On to my own,
Making myself nuts.
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.