In public, it shows dominance
it threatens and pretends
But later on in private calls
it grovels to make friends
It begs the leaders to make deals
they mock it everywhere
The butt of jokes, the world around
it thinks that it’s a player
Filled with all the foulest traits
a creature can contain
Greed and racist, bigotry
a narcissistic stain
And every place the Thing has been
its putrid stench remains
Lingering and poisoning
more gullible, weak brains
Betraying all our allies
and making them our foes
Damaging our friendships
in its dirty roadside shows
The GOP relinquished
all its power to the Thing
They trashed the Constitution
and replaced it with a king
Now the Democrats must fight
to knock it off its throne
For we’re the fruit from all the seeds
Democracy has sown
Categories:
grovels, america, corruption, political,
Form: Rhyme
slithering, creeping, shuttering terror
serpent grovels along the dust of earth
forked tongue hisses, taunting and twisting
is there smoke as nostrils flare?
is he something to beware?
followed by scorpion, sharp edged spite
stinger rises, poisonous venom hot!
daring a challenge, zig zag striking!
watch your feet is this the devil’s plot?
owl in the sky stretches its wings
caresses air above the cursed ground
screeching, taunting, threatening
for it wells knows
one snap of its powerful beak
its death gripping talons
will extinguish
both serpent and scorpion
below.
Categories:
grovels, conflict, nature,
Form: Free verse
SENSE PLEASURE
Red honeyed apples
autumn leaves dewed
****** merge with sun streams
whilst children sleep dear dreams
Bobbing bubble baths
yogurt on hot chilli pie laughs
smell the sour dough
nourishment oh oh oh !
Blue moon paints front stoep
knobbly hand whispers stories
of heritages and future glories
skin ripples aptly rapt
Prancing clean laundry dance
mother’s milk in melting mouth
puppy grovels dirt digging south
sound frequencies simmer smoothly
Von Gogh sunflowers float in
mental notes skipping
Mozart phantom pianos airwaves
come dine alive then to jive
Pleasure finding the lost gazed
glance glimmer with God at no cost
Earth to Heaven find
THE JOYOUS JOURNEYED CONNECTION !
©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song
2000
Categories:
grovels, beautiful, children, color, earth,
Form: Idyll (Idyl)
I do not want to see her face or hear her voice yet
I am licking my wounds, relishing in my hurt feelings
Not ready to forget, maybe never ready to forgive
Most childish, but please allow me this luxury.
She grovels, but I do not believe her.
I am holding on to my rage, killing myself softly
Outthinking what is happening.
Imagining myself into a frenzy of irritation.
She tries over and over. I do not relent, determined to retain my ego’s hurts.
Forgiveness is not easy coming, I get coaxed into it, by a wiser person.
One who understands that I am truly in a dark place,
created by my own determined ego. My attitude lightens almost immediately.
I feel like an abscessed tooth that just got lanced.
The pressure and the build up so much worse
than anticipated.
Release brings relief.
Written 5-28-2021
Contest: Forgiveness
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Categories:
grovels, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Is it for pleasure or for pain?
to see what lingers in her veins.
to watch it spill across her chest,
cherishing the scars that are left..
it's not normal the way she begs for each incision ,
she silent as she feels steel on skin and blackness clouds her vision.
she really wants this.
she's damaged at the least.
she begs for him to hurt her as she grovels at his feet.
she's a different kind of submissive
he wouldn't have believed it had he not witnessed,
shes bleeding on the floor and this time shes too calm,
that cut looks really deep as he takes her in his arms.
He feels sick...
"Are you okay?"
He shakes his head and questions if all of this has gone too far..
"My Love?" He whispers as he counts all the scars..
How can you heal the wounded when they enjoy the pain,
Could you bring yourself to stop?
When she whispers your name?
Categories:
grovels, abuse, body, desire, emo,
Form: Free verse
Sitting high atop a dining chair,
A feast of words tonight,
And crawling in the window sill,
A gnat breaks through the fight,
Giving in or giving out,
Seeking all but praise,
The end is near,
So don’t you fear,
This is the end of days.
Sitting slouched low below the dining chair,
The victor grovels now,
Wishing pleading,
Biting bleeding,
Sweat dangling from his brow.
Closing in or drawing near,
Whichever seems more dire dear,
The judgement rushes in,
And with the hammer,
Swiftly stammer,
Let the game begin.
Sitting high atop a dining chair,
A feast of tears tonight,
And quenching thirst,
Seeking rest or light,
Dreaming now or dreaming less,
Bleeding from your ear,
So don’t look down,
Your broken crown,
Never truly quite clever or clear.
Categories:
grovels, fantasy, judgement,
Form: Rhyme
Pick a ‘Cause’ and then lecture the press
On why this ole world’s such a mess
With a high school drop-out degree
‘So what? I’m a STAR! I’m just… ME”
Oh the charities your slick agent books
How bout giving when nobody looks?
Slip five thousand in cash for a start
In that can at your local Wal-Mart
THAT'S right, you don’t shop there! My-my
(“Oh, they abuse their workers that’s why”)
Feed that starving, unfortunate child!
Who grovels in the African wild
“Um, that’s why I’m so pale and so thin
I SOOOH much identify with him”
"SO sorry, gotta go, here’s a wink
Got a date to go scream at my shrink”…
Categories:
grovels, angst,
Form: Couplet
We communicate without language,
Gestures,symbols,motions of a hand.
He understands my language.
I struggle with his.
But somehow we make it work.
We've lived together 14 years now,
Never thought to make it legal.
Our love could not be
More committed with a license .
He likes his hair long,
I prefer him less tousled
Though he does look appealing
When the hair fall in his eyes.
To find a partner like him is rare,
Although he has wandered on brief occasions.
I close the door behind him, but never turn the lock.
He always manages to find his way home,
With downtrodden posture and liquid eyes.
I allow him to share my bed again,
After he grovels at my feet.
My heart has grown soft for him over time.
I overlook his laziness and graying hair.
Smitten by his warm body and childlike ways.
Oh Theo, life at times is so unfair.
Though only a dog, I've rarely met a better man.
Categories:
grovels, friendshiphair,
Form: Free verse
In complex twists I unwind,
Her soul and mind to render,
Each desperate body scuffle,
To execute seduction:
Fingers in crucial moves,
Intimidate desires,
In the jovial burning fire,
Arousal tactics focus;
On removal of the net,
She grovels like a tame pet.
Categories:
grovels, life
Form: Free verse
When a man has a pound,
he grovels on the ground.
If he gets two,
he searches for gals to woo.
when he has three,
he goes on a spending spree.
when he has four pounds,
he gets naughty by leaps and bounds.
When he gets to five
thinks he's got more than a life
when he gets six
he looks for ladies to fix.
On getting to seven,
he thinks he's in heaven.
Finding himself at eight,
he uses ladies as his bait.
Now, holla! he's got nine pounds,
he's sniffing around for more, like hounds.
Yikes, he gets to ten;
he's like a lion, fat in its den.
Now, add an extra one
and he's looking for extra fun.
Make it twelve, and then
he thinks he's got nothing to learn!
Categories:
grovels, funny, philosophy
Form: Crystalline
The dragon reptile in fairy wings holds you to his captured whim,
Lewd curves please and torment your body in fantasy desire.
Enslavement mementos on hands and feet as pure seduction:
He grovels to fang strikes should you choose to disobeyed his command.
Bound to the joy and sorrow of the taboo genetic order,
You yield in frustrations of traditional uncontrolled anger.
DNA freak restricted to be cloned subverts nature’s equilibrium,
Crossing over to the human gnome will end the Eden theory.
Eve, you shall always be tempted by the devil to ostracize man;
Beware this serpent’s satanic wish to replace the true Adam.
Picture Prompt:-
http://www.feebleminds-gifs.com/serpent-kiss.jpg
Categories:
grovels, faith
Form: Free verse