Disqualified Poems

HUMOROUS CONTRAST

        



        In the Lady Godiva competition
             a nude lady won...
   Others in formal attire were disqualified!

The high jump would be totally different

See if there was an Olympic Games for drugs

Would the use of every drug be expected 

All the MJ athletes still at the starting position
in an endless loops of yeah are you alright
72 hours after the gun went
Might have to call it a draw

Ever coke cola fans disqualified for false starts
That guy hit a satellite with a hammer

Pole vaulting changing its name

Someone in the long jump won the marathon

And now at the swimming one of the swimmers has turned into algae and is eating all the competition 
But the judges are allowing it

Back to the basketball
Ron reporting
Nope he’s still not come down
Day 54
Back to the studio

A Historical Fashion Contrast

A lady who entered a fashion contest 
for most authentic historical costume 
was disqualified, the judges pointing out
to her disappointment that she lacked 
Lady Godiva’s most famous accessory –
a horse – and therefore was under dressed.

Mr Slim

He was a born teacher
From birth destined to be
You'd know by his phene.

In capitalist-run schools
He's taught for many years
Earning pennies for labour.

Three years a beneficiary
On stipend of N-power teach
The Program axed by corruption.

Then long a community teacher
He's rendering public service
For little pay out of community levy. 

He's adept; he got more papers 
Hoping for full employment
With satisfaction in the job.

He got a conversion to EdoStar
State-run, two-year probationer
On the barest wage.

On his appointment
In the civil service, he got
The news of his careerlong pursuit.

The government is youth-centric
On account of his age, maybe his status
Or affiliation, he's disqualified.

Meanwhile politikers in the council
Of politricks make millions 
By the seconds chattering all day.

Unreachable Role

By George P. Lumayag


The cast tried to act his dramatic role in the teaching-learning arc;
He portrayed a character he knew very much
	with a very adjusted tone of his artistic acts.
He loved it so he danced overnight,
and he mastered it in daylight.

He believed he was a prolific actor therefore he portrayed his best.
His character was exposed in the theater as a rising rainbow,
It seemed such a character was struck with a bow and arrow.
His heart was bleeding on a climax as set
 	So, that was the reddest light wave of a falling rainbow.

The director explicitly expressed the rules of artistry,
So, the actor implicitly cried that his role as the cast was disqualified
	from that teaching and learning art contest!

A one breath poem

If the clock is ticking, what will we write,
in as conjure a rhythm, a soft beat,
which resonates with childlike heart’s delight?
To do so fellow souls, is no mere feat.

Save by making mind in sync with our soul,
enabled only if we surrender,
can presence hope to succeed in this goal,
which we will later behold in wonder.

As we auto-write, partnering with space,
are we disqualified right from the start
or can it be deemed were favoured by grace,
which we claim openly, is a learnt art?

So here we are then, expressing ourself,
music of the spheres, that flows by itself.

The world we live in today

Tennis star Sinner’s no sinner,
But Phogat is, and no winner,
Sinner’s sans intention,
She should learn a lesson,
Are rules for the First World’s honour?
____________________________ 
Happenings |19.08.2024| world, today
Poet’s note: The tennis star Sinner was found positive twice for a banned substance. But his was not an intentional crime, and so he is pardoned. Yet Olympic wrestler Vinesh Phogat was not only disqualified for the final but was stripped of her silver medal she won for being 100 grams in excess weight (a glass of water or urine would account for this difference). Sometimes ‘rules are rules’, and sometimes not so. When suits, one should look for motive or intention! But then, this world is full of double standards.

ode to Lucky Orange or El Oh 3

Lucky Orange’s nickname was El Oh 3.
He was so lively and quick, a great steed for me.
We would travel all day, and he never got tired.
He was a Gemini, so energetic and high-wired.

El Oh 3 and I would gallop all over the place.
I am sure we could have run the Kentucky Derby Race.
His bright orange color disqualified him every time.
This was said by the head official, a man of slime.

I knew they were fearful we would win the whole thing.
El Oh 3 was my favorite horse, a giant, a king.
He went to heaven at the amazing age of twenty-one
Memories of him and me help me feel our fun.

A Lighthearted Peek At The Apocalyptic World Of Poetry Contests

This contest style’s description is one I’ve never heard
I’m unfamiliar with that particular word 
An internet search comes up empty 
However, others seem to have poems aplenty 
My eyes are getting blurry a total collapse seems imminent 
Quickly penning an entry appears to be the only way out of my predicament 
My freshly emerged imposter’s syndrome is now on full display
As I throw words together to prayerfully send a piece on its way
Whoops, I don’t believe the lines above were exact rhymes
I wonder if I will get disqualified this time 
I see it is quintessential to utilize the word “quintessential”
Unfortunately, that stretches me to also use a word like “nonextensile”
Argh!  I just realized I’m not counting my meter
I promise I’m not purposefully being a cheater 
Oh well, competitions are all in good fun, 
   even if they drive you a bit crazy
You just have to be creative, put in the work, 
   and not . . . something, something lazy

Foul Undercurrent - Poopy Poem Warning

An Olympic swimmer named Pete
Is disqualified – when caught as a cheat
He propelled through the water
Much faster than he aughta
It’s down to the food he would eat

Before each race he eats sprout curry
Then enters the pool in a hurry
He farts during each length
Stench increases in strength
So other swimmers have to scurry

Pete farted but then ‘follows through’
The swimming pool turned green with pooh
Bubbles of foul gas
Still stream from his ass
Caught cheating the air turns quite blue

Much to cheater Peter’s chagrin
His speedo’s can’t hold the poop in
Pete’s now banned from all pools
For breaking all the rules
Thus proving cheaters cannot win

06/18/23

You Are Disqualified

I know I told you to step forward
You know you'd acted Today's Coward,
Your right cheek scratching then moved backwards,
For my command plain bleak eyes upwards,
Still,you long to be Green Scene's Steward,
Come service with plans to drive onward...

You seem not he who'd keep smiles broad
With piled-high unwashed plates worse than sword
To say: you'll deliver is like fraud:
Who wants you a patient in some ward?

For jobs that won't one give minutes' rest
Failing to qualify just the best...

Split Wide Open

Banana split:
I admit that
I quit fighting.

Where to begin?
A split, when shared:
most inviting.

Scoops number three
by decree; less
will be DQ’d.

They use soft creams
’nilla streams, all,
which seems quite rude. 

First chocolate:
that’s a great start;
Why wait for more?

Then strawberry:
likely me, but
now free to soar.

Vanilla bean:
no machine, please!
So clean and nice.

Whipping cream plan:
one long can spraaaay.
Oh man, or twice!

Cherry on top,
time to drop all
and stop hopin’

      ~~

Last bite must tide;
one more, I’d be 
split wide open.

————-


for the This Or That, Vol 12 Poetry Contest
sponsored by Edward Ibeh
written on 06/11/2022


DQ is 'disqualified' and also Dairy Queen

Than-Bauk is a 3 line 'climbing rhyme': four syllables per line, with the rhyme on the fourth syllable of the first line, the third syllable of the second line, and the second syllable of the third line.

My Dog and I

4/7/22



I often smoke it up, the amount is of a colossal size
Drinking whatever even bottled wines

For a long time
Always in a fog and high
It's just been my dog and I

Clueless or watchful eyes
Get with it or fall in line
Sick and tired of such novel lies
Ya'll guys
Some small fries
Still acting like a hostile tribe
During difficult and awful times

What was done was not that bright
Therefore never got it right
Leading to constant loss of life
As well as homicides
Staying on the rise
Leaving families traumatized
What happened was wrong alright
You should be disqualified

Pockets empty or full of bills not pocketknives
When I look in my mama's eyes
I know I gotta try
In order for our lives to be optimized
Does no good to compromise

Before becoming fossilized
Putting it all aside
I'm not going to apologize
Because I make sure that any of my wrongs I right
Changes made occasionally the plan modified
So much still on the mind

Lost Voyage

To give life, and have that life dejected away, within seconds….. Pleading for a precedent, Incapable of escalating.
 Designed second, within spent habits, disqualified from my child. Bitter sentiments of mediocrity and anguish. Powerless to retreat, decisively surrendering. Trusting to lull my droll agony, melancholy. Imploring for my termination.

Disabled Poets Society

Being driven by others 
who just don't see your illness
since it's not a broken arm or leg
keep saying I'm special I can win
the being disqualified because 

you never attended college.
nor because you suffered injury 
or illness being told you just.
cannot compete struggling. 
because someone said you 
 
and your mind cannot write. 
its own thoughts searching. 
finding real hope within 
The Special Olympics 
where you are among 

your own peers why one 
must believe writing poetry 
is no different that being able
to express yourself through 
poetry and song is a gift no one 

has the right to take it away 
from you the feeling being free  
in your mind to be challenged to soar 
in spite being quote unquote broken
silencing yourself words unspoken

Maya Angelou wrote of great suffrage 
depression and abuse as did Virginia Woolf  
during her madness mental disease her best 
poetry was created including Emily Dickinson 
Edgar Alan Poe William Shakespeare 

many great writers mentally disabled persons 
think write read and sing teaching us about 
mental illness why they have a lot to say 
well in my book I think that it's okay

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