Like old paint,
the discarded heart chips away
where it lay
in a hollow chest
not unlike my own breast.
In its prime,
untainted by sin
and made of sheepskin,
its candy apple hue
captivated everyone—especially the likes of you.
However, who now
could admire a color
so mottled by misuse and so drastically duller?
Verily, no unclouded eye could find merit
in such a sorry trinket.
Categories:
drastically, angst, extended metaphor, heart,
Form: Rhyme
I'm really much too young to get old
Something's drastically out of whack
I'm still this handsome, charismatic stud
Why's my body giving me flack?
A strange bump just formed on my neck
Don't think it was there yesterday
My hair seems a bit thinner and greyer
But I'm still young in all other ways
My body is falling apart, bit by bit
Takes me an hour to put on my pants
I wheeze while watching sports on TV
My wife never asks me to dance
There must be a pill old geezers can take
To slow down this aging tommyrot
I'm not ready yet for an old folks home
I feel like I'm still pretty hot
This can't be, I'm much too young
To say 'uncle' and throw in the towel
Gonna fight like hell and never give up
If only I could control my bowels!
Categories:
drastically, age,
Form: Rhyme
Not all poems are happy
Some are sad and some are sappy
This poem is so odd
It's about a boy whose name was Todd
Todd has hair that is very ginger
He wears a ring right on his finger
His skin is so so soft and fair
He wears sunglasses everywhere
Today Todd's day was awfully horrid
He woke up and he burnt his porridge
He tried to go put on his shoe
But his angle twisted and broke in two
Todd screamed and wailed VERY loud
Outside his house there was a crowd
"HELP ME HELP ME" Todd yelled
None of the people were compelled
With the smell of fire in the air
Todd hobbled over to a chair
He grabs his phone to dial a number
9-1-1, oh what a wonder
Suddenly there's a surprise
the fire alarm goes off and cries
"THIS IS GREAT" says Todd sarcastically
His day is going worse and worse, very drastically
With the bone still sticking out of his foot
He feels a drop of sweat. Todd's shook.
Slowly he begins to faint.
He didn't know today would be his last day.
Categories:
drastically, 9th grade, death, funny,
Form: Rhyme
I'm really much too young to get old
Something's drastically out of whack
I'm still this handsome, charismatic stud
Why's my body giving me flack?
A strange bump just formed on my neck
Don't think it was there yesterday
My hair seems a bit thinner and greyer
But I'm still young in all other ways
My body is falling apart, bit by bit
Takes me an hour to put on my pants
I wheeze while watching sports on TV
My wife never asks me to dance
There must be a pill old geezers can take
To slow down this aging tommyrot
I'm not ready yet for an old folks home
I feel like I'm still pretty hot
This can't be, I'm much too young
To say 'uncle' and throw in the towel
Gonna fight like hell and never give up
If only I could control my bowels!
Categories:
drastically, age,
Form: Rhyme
Demon possession is on the rise
Because so many people are believing the enemies lies
He loves to dress in disguise
Seducing his victims until their demise
He creeps into families when there is no order
Then cleverly steals your sons and daughters
He feeds on wounds that were left without care
Before you know it your true identity isn't there
He comes to those parties, dressed with a name
And slowly injects you with all of his shame
He eats away at anyone with purpose
One Day you wake up and your life is a circus
But there is nothing funny about the show
Every night of the performance the tears drastically flow
Spiritual cataracts and scales form on your eyes
Your spirit man becomes vexed and it quietly dies
The trauma and tragedies play on repeat
The only remedy is a love that made death obsolete
He destroyed every curse with the cross of redemption
He is the only one who can change your perception
There is no one too far gone that he can't reach
Even if you have felt that your life has been breached
If you open your heart to Jesus you will find
He is the only one who can give you true peace of mind!
By: Sabina Nicole
Categories:
drastically, bible, destiny, gospel,
Form: Rhyme
school was my earthly life for longer than most
I taught until I was seventy-two, my brain now toast
today was the first day of school I did not return
my health is bad; I thought I would be in an urn
you will hate being home, you will cry said Guy.
He knows me, but I am glad not to work. Here’s why.
The drive was horrible, forty minutes each way.
I could not bear it one more second, let alone another day.
I pictured the children at school, with a staff that is new.
Eight new teachers, and a new counselor and nurse too.
So many vacancies, filled by teachers who are brand new.
One of them has a September 3rd baby due!
school is wonderful for those who want to learn.
The others stir everyone up, a huge concern.
When they act up, taking the class hostage all day,
There is no way learning is happening, simply no way!
Things changed so drastically, it is no longer a good place.
The behavior problems are horrible, it is a big disgrace.
Many parents are ready to blame the teachers for their action.
Teaching these days is hard work, with much less satisfaction.
Categories:
drastically, teacher,
Form: Rhyme
It may be a different world
But it was not that long ago
Less than sixty years
The world was not just black and white
Not even just shades of grey
The thing was despite what was wrong
The world was full of colour and hope
People took drugs and spoke of love
But times have changed drastically
All of the colours and hope have gone
The drugs have become deadlier
And love no longer exists
This world is now the different world
Sadly, it may never survive this time
© Poem – XII/VI/MMXXIV
LRET
Categories:
drastically, history, life,
Form: Free verse
Written: May 14, 2024
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Oh, how life has evolved drastically over years,
Similar to constant river flow and gears.
A world has spun, and time has obeyed its tune,
Leaving a scattered path of memories strewn.
People who are remembered and revered,
Their souls are always linked, never severed.
They carried on with grace, as a cool breeze,
Leaving an undying legacy that will never cease.
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Fostering inclusion of any person without trials.
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A gilded world where reality is ubiquitous,
A lovely site where word growth is felicitous.
Poetry soup is a fusion of body and soul,
When something fails to bond, seek console.
Within this colloquium of writing and rhymes,
We sense kinship, a correlation at all times.
Categories:
drastically, appreciation, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Spring and Winter are locked in a battle
we know that spring will be triumphant
that in the weeks to come seeds and bulbs
will shoot letting nature's pallet blaze out.
Now things get interesting we can see
what things need to move or be thinned
we adjust until nothing clashes with each other
and get rid of drastically weeds always waiting.
As we move into May the garden is a hive
of activity pollinators hard at work harvesting
making sure that the following year is a blaze
soft yellows blending with the hot scented plants.
As you move round your garden you will see success
but also failures which you alter to fit the map
that lives in your heads now for a short while
you can sit back and drink in the creation you made.
Categories:
drastically, appreciation, beauty, creation,
Form: Free verse
("The Heart of It #4", 2007, original oil)
The Good Heart
My hunch is probably everyone thinks they have a good heart
Since we are all humans with some degree of empathy.
But while it’s empathy that makes us feel good helping others
It's also empathy that leads us to lynch them.
And it’s shown that when push comes to shove
Nine out of ten of your good-hearted neighbors
Will lynch you if you threaten their peace and security
And end up on their sh*t list.
So there is the paradox of being human,
That even the good habitually do bad
And even if we are in agreement
That we are good or share good intentions
(say, to benefit and avoid harming others)
Then what we each choose to do
In the cause of the good
Will often be different
Even drastically so.
This paradox is what divides nations,
Families, political parties and religions.
It is what divides us within us,
What gives us doubt and confusion,
And ultimately makes us
The humans we are.
But that one out of ten
Who doesn’t join the lynching,
Now, that’s the human we should aspire
To become.
(1/6/24)
Categories:
drastically, perspective, society,
Form: Narrative
Written: November 11, 2023
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Oh, what strength and valor the heart may be!
As a way of enduring life's various struggles,
Minor flaws are where it typically falls poorly.
Which develops drastically, days troubles
We brace for battle by bearing sturdy gear.
To meet physically with something awful.
Defiantly ignoring the potential to feed fear
And convey your fierce drive to win, lawful.
An anonymous, as feathery as a fluffy cloud,
A thoughtless phrase, a glance, a demeanor
Destroys our smug sense of awe; to be proud
Both stamina and vigor vanished in a steamer.
Despite whether it is stubble-covered or spare,
Losing may as well teach us how life will dare.
Categories:
drastically, analogy, angst, bereavement, life,
Form: Sonnet
Can anyone die of sadness
Like a disease feasting on life from inside
I wish and wonder often
When will these blues come to the shore to drown me finally
Why am I a weightless cloud staying afloat still
Drastically heavy with rain of pain
Darkness is my sanctuary
where emptiness is my only friend
No matter, night or day
I am a prey
To numbness - which leaves me astrayed
I know no language to talk to my demons here
Because my words are exhausted
So I want to rest forever
and forget everyone's names
Will God care enough to embrace me, when no one else did?
~Ayesh
Categories:
drastically, blue, death, depression,
Form: Free verse
I walk the desert alone
High dense sun
I am the only among
Struggling, but determined
Maneuvering is a hard able
Scrawling on the desert sand
A rush of a desert wind storm
Blowing and swirling
Thirst rushes to my mind
My eyes visualize an oasis
But no quench only imagery found
Sweat pours over my body like a running fountain
Birds circle overhead waiting until I die to feed on my flesh and bones
Drastically trying to survive, but darkness is slowly closing in
Hours seem like days
My moments full of haze
Tears don’t even come down
I don’t know where I will find myself
Man to Sun, let my soul ever be humble, and solitude prevail
I can make it no more
Within the sand I soar.
Categories:
drastically, adventure, anxiety, body, care,
Form: Free verse
I don’t know you anymore
I don’t think of you anymore
You have changed drastically
You don’t smell the same anymore
You now look and act too crazy
Your eyes are bigger and wider than ever
You stopped walking and strolling like a lady
You cracked the window and slammed the door
You no longer speak like an avid reader
You now lie and don’t tell the truth anymore
You don’t know for what to live for
I don’t know you anymore
That’s why I have stayed away very far
Thank God, you’re no longer in my dream
And you and I don’t belong on the same team
I do not know you anymore
You are now a boor, a bore.
Copyright © August, 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Categories:
drastically, bullying, crazy, evil, goodbye,
Form: Rhyme
I'm really much too young to get old
Something's drastically out of whack
I'm still this handsome charismatic dude
Why's this body giving me flack?
Strange lumps have appeared on my bod
Don't think they were there yesterday
My hair seems a bit thinner and greyer
But I'm still young in other ways
My body is falling apart bit by bit
Takes me an hour to put on my pants
I wheeze while watching sports on TV
My wife never asks me to dance
There must be a pill old geezers can take
To slow down this ageing tommyrot
I'm not ready yet for an old folks home
Yesterday I was still pretty hot
This can't be I'm much too young
To say 'uncle' and throw in the towel
Gonna fight like hell and never give up
If I could only control my bowels!
Categories:
drastically, age,
Form: Rhyme
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