I was a poor hardworking shepherd boy, Everyday I carried milk for a rich, On an unfamiliar hot summer day, I quenched my thirst with water from the pond, Which was beside a banyan tree on road, I rested for a while in the tree shade, Very soon I fell into a deep slumber, Suddenly I startled by the new scene, A bright lady of celestial beauty, She carried a child of light in her arms, And she greeted me with a lovely smile, She asked me some milk for her baby, I joyfully gave her some milk for her child, Smile spread over the face of the holy baby.
Categories:
greeted, 10th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Other
Would it be safer to be born as a white person
In a world that worships them
What would it take for the world to accept black
When we have always been treated as less than
What would the world look like if we chose peace
Where our hands connect in the name of justice
But you don't want this
Clearly
Cause if you did we wouldn't live in a world of injustice
Where the only language you speak is racist rhetoric
Where your only purpose
Is to spread hatred
To a race that wants nothing more than to be accepted
But are met with your envy turned racist
So what makes you hate black people
Is it because when you look in the mirror
It cracks with jealousy
Is it because you see our potential
Or is it because our blackness is to political
To the point where you decide you have to get rid of us
And if you agree with this
With racism
You are sick and twisted
And if you believe in the devil
Even he would agree that your evil
Categories:
greeted, evil, jealousy, prejudice, race,
Form: Free verse
Trump Had Greeted Golf Game
Each time a golf game Trump greeted,
Only way other players he defeated;
Whoop and holler;
His ball is smaller;
Pulled tricks and constantly cheated.
Jim Horn
Still laughing?
Jim Horn
Over ten again so have to add more
to this poem so I can cut and paste
later.
Trump An Idiot That Blooms
Trump became an idiot that does bloom;
And his veracity is in vase in every room;
Hands small do seem;
No features redeem;
Orange hair and fat face makes us fume.
Jim Horn
Mr. Williams
My father in law and uncle in law
and brother in law are all railroad
engineers for Missouri Pacific which
is now the Union Pacific. Brother in
law is only one alive now. Those small
steps set the steps for our fast growing
future. Write a poem about that.
Jim Horn
Categories:
greeted, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
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People Greeted Trump
When by Trump people were greeted
From him instantly always retreated
Orange hair created quite an image
Like being run over in a scrimmage
Can't imagine next he will have tweeted.
Jim Horn
Categories:
greeted, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Dead dried leaves,
and i bleed for reasons unknown,
I'm the last breath your life receives.
No king will fill the high throne.
And once again my chromosomes make me gasp alone.
Only mortals seems to bleed..
Allergens leave me allergic to substance,
So i tread water 3 inches deep,
Condensation helps me breathe for energy in present tense.
But ankle deep health doesn't seem to seep.
Bandages don't seem to protect,
Just cover and help with a clean conscience,
Damages stay available to the weakness of death.
Life stays unchanging but never constant.
Dinky and fragile things seems needed,
But i wallop in double negatives, freely flowing,
Confused faces welcome me to the stage but I'm never greeted.
Not even a thousand breaths can detour my constant blowing.
Categories:
greeted, lifeme, me,
Form: Rhyme