.
she left me no
recourse
everything thick
wuz
and inch
every
her patina
az
clean'd
bronze
.
if she removez hern
raiment
front mine
see'd
if she
trusts
mine
if i
can't get theze
boots off
A-lone,
N-ight's
N-ot
A-fraid
B-ecause
E-vening
L-ight
R-emains
O-n,
S-ilently
E-mbracing
N-eeded
D-ark
O-ccurrence
©bfa052325
Monocrostic (Birthday of Annabel Rosendo)
Fraid of losing you
Til I realized you
Weren't mine in the
First place
Looking out for myself
Saw that crooked smile
On yo face
Whatez unbelivible to me
Is that you kinda like seeing
Me suffering
Suffer ye yourself
Think I had e'nuff and
I say
Leave me alone
Take your thing
Get the hell on
I don't know
You know more
Who you tryna make
Straight
Want this people to
See things your way
But you horrible to me
No matter what your
Freindez say
Straight from my heart
We greatest when
They ain't on your side
Say what you want
Mean and evil as you is
You just want people to
Take yourside
Tell ya sum thang
Leave me alone
Grab your things
Get the hell on
Playing opera
When I am blue
Problem with me is you
Tune it up the right way
Then do your thing
I still want you ah round
But not is you acting
Silly like ah clown
Tell you what it is
You need ah wife maybe
Sum kids
Gone do your thing
Ain't over til
The Phatty lady sings
Fraid of losing you
Til I realized you
Weren't mine in the
First place
Looking out for myself
Saw that crooked smile
On yo face
Whatez unbelivible to me
Is that you kinda like seeing
Me suffering
Suffer ye yourself
Think I had e'nuff and
I say
Leave me alone
Take your thing
Get the hell on
I don't know
You know more
Who you tryna make
Straight
Want this people to
See things your way
But you horrible to me
No matter what your
Freindez say
Straight from my heart
We greatest when
They ain't on your side
Say what you want
Mean and evil as you is
You just want people to
Take yourside
Tell ya sum thang
Leave me alone
Grab your things
Get the hell on
Playing opera
When I am blue
Problem with me is you
Tune it up the right way
Then do your thing
I still want you ah round
But not is you acting
Silly like ah clown
Tell you what it is
You need ah wife maybe
Sum kids
Gone do your thing
Ain't over til
The Phatty lady sings
I took my love, I took it down Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the* snow covered hill
'Til the landslide brought me down Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life? Mmm
Well, I've been 'fraid of changin' 'Cause I built my life around you
But time makes bolder children get older
And I'm gettin' older, too 2x
Well, I've been 'fraid of changin' 'Cause I built my life around you
But as time makes you bolder children get older
And I'm gettin' older too, I'm gettin' older, too
take my love and take it down you climb a mountain you turn around
if you see my reflection in a snow covered hill
the landslide brought it down
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, a landslide brought it down, let the landslide bring it down.
Note to readers, the lyrics are not my own, but property of Fleetwood Mac
as title suggests.
who's 'fraid of poems?
not I, I said. Then again,
who's 'fraid of poems?
I’m going out on a lark;
That I’m not fraid of the dark;
Though I be on point;
Not living the life in this joint
Suspect
Music moment of the time;
Rhythms and themes;
Tarnished polished dreams;
Not giving of sorts;
And in all of this, we all miss
Detective, detecting---
Suspect
11/4/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
dust finally clears
lies crestfallen amongst peers
sunflowers worse fears
nasty accident with shears
fraid not ~ fell into arrears
Ok, so I'm exposed. But the bus stop sign wasn't. The situation is clear. I'm not. My out and about could turn to hit dirt . An out. My contrast were not so rare for the day ahead. First step toward the missed step. Like Jeff. Like Jagged. Like Lie. Like Jard. Like Jeered at. A no one. A addict. Like die. The miss is clear. Like Jeff Jagged. Like dear. At second step. A stage stop. An on page. A GPS. A move and A man. Like Valdez. Like so lean. Like to mean. Like ready go. Like big show. At a no burn. A no ember. Like Jeff jagged. Like dear. A right stop. A fraid not. A bus stop missed mess contrast so clear. My miss step. My meet made. Like bus gone and great. At a no fate. My made up. A mind clear. Like on a page. A man made in a contrast. At a clean call. At a no fall. Like Jeff jagged. Like dear.
At times I am spontaneous
Quick to respond with wit and charm
Undaunted seeker of perfection
Afraid of causing pain or harm.
Romantic traits are not neglected
Imagination serves me well
Uranus powers my existence.
Safe are your secrets: I won’t tell!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Star Sign Acrostic Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charlotte Puddifoot
© 30th March 2021
Cold and dreary from this road I’ve been on
Out here wondering just where I went wrong
Memories hold me together and tear me apart
Inching me closer to the place I left my heart
New places, smiling faces. It is all just a blur
God knows I have been searching for a cure
But peace has eluded me or so it would seem
Afraid of nightmares so I refuse to dream
Caught somewhere in between heaven and hell
Keep telling myself I’ll get through this spell
Holding on to hope and trying to stay strong
Over and over. Stuck on repeat. The same song
Made my mistakes and forced myself to roam
Exhausted, just trying to find my way home
(To the tune of Ghostbusters)
Is there something strange
Deep inside your lungs
Whatcha gonna do
Corona
Will you quarantine
Go out and have some fun
Watcha gonna do
Corona
I ain't fraid of no bug
I ain't fraid of no cold
I ain't fraid of no flu
Corona
Will you wash your hands
Do as you've been told
Watcha gonna do
Corona
Toilet paper is
Worth its weight in gold
Watcha gonna do
Corona
I ain't fraid of no bug
I ain't fraid of no cold
I ain't fraid of no flu
Corona
If a fever hits
Six feet out of reach
Watcha gonna do
Corona
Shelter in your place
Will you hit the beach
Watcha gonna do
Corona
I aint fraid of no bug
I ain't fraid of no cold
I ain't fraid of no flu
Corona
Strong as stone, monotone, tremendous woman;
Muscles of steel, well veneered bulk stature, ( You go girl)
Keeper of a strong will in a race runs faster
She’s a lot, don’t need a man;
Big as an amazon, she ain’t no louse;
She’s full grown, and as her story told ain’t fraid of no mouse
Nor scared of no living or dead man cuz ya see she’s a brick house
She standing on the cliff, faced in a haystack where the needles at
Her voice is in the cloud, conversations from the black-berry
She can lick any man in hand to hand combat, she ain’t no louse, she’s a brick house;
7/30/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
See da culled herd
moving da wrong way
Headed for da slaughter,
but dey don’t know it
Cash cow bells ringing distracts ‘em,
coin cud lapping
from da wishing well
keeps dem pigeons perched on a limb
Da broken vow one
Me guess financial fall gon kill a few,
and da ‘fraid patriotic lines
transmission gon ‘lectrocute some too
Dat’s what war party calls tend ta do
Shepherds with guns
leading da cattle on a violent graze
A pain corkscrew cap squeeze
on the lurid turn of a tweet phrase,
got ‘em body bag
mooing drunkenly at da end of daze
Causing a stampede fo’ sho’ ...
killed by the rule flow of da boo mob
Panic pestilence death of staggering numbers
when dey wrong way move da crowd
Someone gotta par’chute da message in,
boot kicking the lies ... spitting
bullet truth Rakim and Eric B proud
Someone gotta spill da ink bleed loud,
change da fatal direction of da crowd
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.