He foils all jokes, punchlines and jocularity
He foils all contrary philosophies in hilarity
He's sarcastic and sardonic, he's even ironic
Soon to be iconic and witted supersonic
He stands for absolute truth, this trailer trash sleuth
Rap Reynolds is his name, giving noogies is his game
This spark started in a trailer park
Conceived to be, and to leave his mark
A foiler of all who attempt comedy
And the outcome (for them) is a tragedy
All those who claim contrariness will be slain
He will counteract the bane of the vain
Spoiler alert The Foiler has come to foil the plans
Ready, aim, fire and all the funny business dying with a laugh
Oh no it seems every time an Eighties tune is played
(Within earshot) I transport instantly to that time and space
And for every knee slapper there is a counteract-er
He never went to college and he'll steal all your musical knowledge
P.S. Does he chortle and guffaw at every flaw
Is he witty and urbane towards the lines that are flubbed
Nah he just needs his tummy rubbed
And even though she is in a different dimension
He thinks a lot of Emma Bankz, she's his cardinal direction
Flesh is Flesh and Dust is Dust
though the Spirit Eternal, True and Just
withered away that Spark Divine
yet Kindles in Thy Soul of the Most High,
In Thus, We Must, Illumine thy Torch So Bright
that the Nights shall testify to this Ineffable Light,
by Dross comes Fetters, by Knowledge we are Freed
by Wisdom comes Foils, comes Kings and Queens
where Temples Ignite, Illuming Great Stars and Dust
we March Most High, So High, So Robust
Blazing in Bonfires of Infinitudes
to shake off the Rust, to shake off Similitudes
Scintillating Thy Lantern of thy Soul upon thy Great Precipice
standing aloft upon Thy Spiritual Edifice of Excellence,
never Diminish that Ember that Shines So Stellar
for we are All Interstellar,
beyond the Deluge of the Carnal Mind
we ride the Celestial Zephyr for by the Wind and by the Stars we are Intertwined
so Sublime when we Let It Shine
where All Is Eternal and All Is Divine
Raindrops on Roses
Raindrops on roses glitter
Like bright sapphire gems
On foils of tender petals
Amidst diadems
Of a royal king
To offer on his troth day
His favourite thing.
Did I ever know that I would be born?
Did I decide my psyche and physique?
Why is a rose shielded by a sharp thorn?
Providence creates each creature unique.
I think of building a castle for me.
I end up assembling a thatched hut.
When I, like a sparrow, wish to be free
An unknown force, from within, keeps me shut.
Untimely rain signs on the summer breeze
Floods and droughts play tragedies unannounced.
Earthquakes shake the inmost shrines of the seas.
Divine verdict is wordlessly pronounced.
Events, like gift foils, wrap my existence.
Existence, in turn, is wrapped by Providence.
Glittering unhindered in the sky
Is the star’s glow at places high,
Lighting seas’ abysmal turmoils:
Nature’s eye that darkness foils.
But this glow’s sometimes short-lived:
Evil gods by such excessive shine miffed
May with clouds obfuscate the star
And its heavenly luminescence mar.
Yet whether in resplendent glow
Or by jealous clouds overcast,
A star will remain a star you know;
Beaming still or marred by dust.
My Wonderful Wife
Here — the one who bears the fruit of my loins.
Here — the cheerleader of my flawed bravado.
Here — the bearer of the yoke of my incessant brokenness.
Here — the moon that shines, irrespective of the season.
Here — the one true bridge between life and death.
Here — the one who foils the foul that confounds my soul.
Here — the woman who accepted the task of furthering my fate.
Cheers to you, my wonderful wife —
You are my anchor,
My light,
My forever.
Written: January 2nd, 2025, for Contest, Sponsored by: Constance La France
______________________________
I caught an enormous fish
and held him by the boat
midway to the water, caught in a damp pitch
with a tight hook in the front of his throat
he did not fight, just as I wish to devote.
Bowfin can occasionally be seen
leading the dwarf length of the eel
excess during low tide in between
they're twisting and swinging for real
wrapped in some foils of a green meal.
He grips the crag with twisted hands
an eagle soaring to the sky and sway
close to the sun in desolate lands
amidst the azure universe, may it fey
ready to sink and scoop its picked prey.
"Whatcha gonna do with that 6-pack, man?"
You could share it can by can.
I’d be happy if you ran
one past me as we tan,
stylin’ in the latest Ray-Ban.
You asked a question, and my thoughts began
about what's beneath your tan.
My eyes 'neath these Ray-Bans scan
other eyes. It foils my plan.
Wanna climb into my van?
"Whatcha gonna do with that 6-pack, man?"
You could share it can by can.
I’d be happy if you ran
one past me as we tan,
stylin’ in the latest Ray-Ban.
You asked a question, and my thoughts began
about what's beneath your tan.
My eyes 'neath these Ray-Bans scan
other eyes. It foils my plan.
Wanna climb into my van?
Sterling beauty, scintillating green,
The morning's bright.
The pulchritudinous scene,
Let us conserve this, why be mean?
The trees are a sight to see,
They give shade and beauty to you and me.
Birds and squirrels make their homes and hide,
Bunnies and deer live together side by side.
The lunch foils, the banana peel,
Thrown in bins, with green zeal.
Our Mother Earth is clean,
Let us conserve it why be mean?
We follow the 3 Rs rules,
Spreading awareness with our vigorous modules.
We throw our litter in the bin,
Because we know, it is a perishable sin.
Let us plant more trees
Let us not cut them down
Let us be more discreet
Let us not let mother earth frown
Save the lovely greenery.
greenery, greenery.
Save the lovely greenery.
Save it if you please.
Chocolate? Sure. I like it several ways.
With lots of sugars, layered, and with glaze.
With caramel and peanut butter every day.
Add some mint also, I’ll eat it that way.
Truffles wrapped in fancy foils. Oh, yum!
Crunchy Nestle bar, yes, they are fun!
Chocolate I love in all kinds of environments.
I think I would like it wrapped around peppermints.
I am a chocolate-candy-holic you see.
I would share but I only have twenty-three.
Averaging five candy bars a night,
Most will be gone by Saturday night.
Seeds with butter or caramel
Beads of food, pops all in marvel
All pops and booms, scent that you smell
Popcorns of you, you chew and tell
Oil drops, olive or vegetable
Pops and hops, hot on the table
Salted or plain bops, rolls so well
Popcorns of you, you chew and tell
In boxes or foils, packed and sealed
Flavors of fun, kernels are peeled
Glass bowls or paper cups that sell
Popcorns of you, you chew and tell
Popcorns you keep and love so good
Freshness you peep, covered as food
Softness in you, you praise not quell
Popcorns of you, you chew and tell
cotton hills rise up
to clasp the colorful sky ---
melt into failure
freezing soon again
flickers into silver foils ---
fluorescent earth
27 December 2022
Could this be why one chooses to end it all?
We have all wondered about the whys,
Because life often throws one against a wall
A person can fall no matter how hard s/he tries.
We have all wondered about the whys
Thinking we knew all our loved one’s foils,
A person can fall no matter how hard s/he tries
Or how diligently s/he struggled with toils.
Thinking we knew all our loved one’s foils
We were never privy to what was going on inside
Or, how diligently s/he struggled with toils
When there was no one with whom to confide.
We were never privy to what was going on inside,
The full extent of one’s suffering and pain
When there was no one with whom to confide
They came to feel they had everything to gain.
The full extent of one’s suffering and pain
Finding no solace, life becomes a heartless abyss
They came to feel they had everything to gain
By choosing to leave this life for an eternity of bliss.
Finding no solace, life becomes a heartless abyss
Because life often throws one against a wall,
By choosing to leave this life for an eternity of bliss
Could this be why one chooses to end it all?
Written November 1, 2022
We are the sum of all say I, that intertwines our souls,
Accepting life, as we do take, the toils, and spoils, and goals.
These toils taught, we all must learn, as futures to provide,
To all our young, for everyone, their lives we help decide.
Decisions made, some with haste, and problems do occur,
Perhaps be wrong, perhaps be right, for all, we must endure.
Endurance is strength, and carries through, all of us with time,
Months will pass, the days are endless, but light will eventually shine.
As with all, this life we lead, we’re blocked as we do travel,
The wall before us, can be passed, through hidden doors unraveled,
Clues abound before our eyes, clearest of thought will unveil,
The time to be told we will not know, until wind grasps our sail.
Pushing forward through this life, with all its toils and spoils,
We gather strength every day, knowing of its foils,
But family sees, family knows, family cares and waits,
Our family is the sum, of all that we are made.
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.