Tammy decided to individualize her car
She hand-painted a cartoon rainbow, butterfly and star
Laura Lee, her next-door neighbor liked this so well
She paid an artist to duplicate this design on her Chevelle
This infuriated Tammy to the fifteenth degree
She never again spoke to that annoying imitator, Laura Lee
379.
The 3 R's
The oppressive Spanish rule gained 3 Responses
From illuminated writers to infuriated armed forces…
Revolts became widespread from up to down
By Muslims, by pagans in a province or town
Reform was a movement against discrimination
By enlightened scholars who awakened the nation
Revolution called for freedom from Mother Spain
To end the years of their corruption and gain
…Through these 3 R's, we formed our identity
We've learned we're different, we have our own country!
-09/13/2015
(Dumarao)
*Philippine History Rhyme Collection
To: Deku (Saniyah)
From: Kacchan (Cheylenn)
I had no intention of liking you,
I actually wanted to hate you.
The way you laugh and smile, infuriated me,
now that you're gone, all I want to do is hear you laugh and see you smile.
I had no intention of talking to you,
I actually wanted to ignore you.
Yet, hear you are running your mouth,
now that you're gone, all I want to do is hear your voice.
I had no intention to get to know you,
I actually wanted to remain strangers.
Though, you came out of nowhere to talk to me,
now that you're gone, all I want to do is learn new things about you.
I had no intention to love you,
I wanted to stay single forever.
But here you are across Colorado, with another girl.
Now, all I want to do is love you.
I had no intention of losing you,
I actually wanted to know you forever.
Alas, you're a different person then you were then.
Now, all I want to do is call you a nerd, and hear your "Fact of the Day"
autumn lingers unfinished
though cold drops november
rain and waits undiminished
'til native summer sun remembers
what could unmake
when days full ache
bloom autumn colors
quick winter all borders
golds greens yellows
reds purples browns
a rusted rainbow frowns
as leaves scoot over meadows
fallen from mountain forest
after fields have given harvest
a father of one teaches his son.
chase catching leaves for fun
they twist turn swivel pirouette
lunge leap slide slice 'til earth is whet
while boy staggers with arms stretched
missing while dad knows misdirect fetched
two and three leaves while son fustrated
cries to quit but egged on infuriated
at last by chance or by experience
claps and traps one in victory dance
Copyright © Cornelius Brantley | Year Posted 2024
lollygagging is something I intend to do more of
because I am older now
many would say OLD
I despise that word
I lollygag here there and everywhere
pausing in between lollygagging to watch tv,
play word games, and play with my two dogs
wait a second.
Isn’t that also lollygagging?
Loving my retirement moments
I tried to lollygag this morning
but I had a doctor’s appointment and an EKG
and no one let me lollygag for two and a half hours
This infuriated me
Let’s be brutally honest with each other
AI poems are being posted on soup
Can be seen on a daily basis
Keep seeing the same names produce it
I don’t bother alerting admin as
Nothing gets done, so instead I
Go and seek genuine poems… HOWEVER
I USED to read a poem and comment
Now I often copy and paste them
To check for AI, and sadly I
Even search for plagiarism and
Get infuriated when I find it. I’d
Really love an explanation how a dead poet
Is able to post THEIR poem here on the site
The time has come to clean up the soup bowl
Yes let’s rid the site of cheaters and fakers!
When handsome and shouting cowboys flirt
with gorgeous gals galloping on wild horses,
they won't catch up despite their manliness:
women know what they are after and resist.
The mid-August sun is scorching, and dust rises
amid rust canyons, making trails of their escape;
youth is precious to them, and these girls seek romance,
not marriage to bear many children and feed their mouths.
We see romance blossoming between two roses,
expressing anxiety and their longing for kisses;
and the only time they cry is when brief showers
from the South pelt on their gleaming petals.
When small brooks gargle down steep, rough boulders,
the dehydrated hunters take a break while cicadas creep;
and doing so they lose their catch and indulge in daydreams:
soothing shade is tempting, they lower their hats and fall asleep.
There are no snowfalls in arid deserts, and that infuriated explorers
seeking gold to be carved out of the Colorado and Arizona hills;
young ladies sought romance, not marriage, which demanded trust,
and whenever tough times came, they weren't willing to pay the cost.
"Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak" - As You Like It (Shakespeare), Act 3, Scene 2
A woman ….magical creation of the Omnipotent!
Not only she thinks,
She expresses her emotions
In the most powerful way!
She is the inexplicable creature
Nature has created so far….
She has a mind, she has a heart,
She has the best oratory device!
Man, you can not stop a woman
From speaking her mind,
Especially when she gets infuriated
With the buffoonery around!
autumn lingers unfinished
though cold drops november
rain and waits undiminished
'til native summer sun remembers
what could unmake
when days full ache
bloom autumn colors
quick winter all borders
golds greens yellows
reds purples browns
a rusted rainbow frowns
as leaves scoot over meadows
fallen from mountain forest
after fields have given harvest
a father of one teaches his son.
chase catching leaves for fun
they twist turn swivel pirouette
lunge leap slide slice 'til earth is whet
while boy staggers with arms stretched
missing while dad knows misdirect fetched
two and three leaves while son fustrated
cries to quit but egged on infuriated
at last by chance or by experience
claps and traps one in victory dance
Vengeful spirits are the most powerful ghosts
the ghost story reader says to the slumber party girls.
Amy's poltergeist gets angry and pulls a curtain down
It lands on the dog’s head
The dog yelps.
Vengeful spirits' energy is fueled by intense emotions
such as anger, hatred, or a thirst for revenge
Poltergeist is infuriated now
She turns into a whirlwind
Cups and saucers fly out of the cabinets
winging themselves at the family and guest's heads.
There is shrieking and running
Poltergeist feels a bit satisfied.
Demons are the most dangerous of all, the reader says.
They are aggressive and attack humans more than other ghost.
Enraged, Poltergeist begins an all out war in the house.
A seed does not stay the same.
If it did, it was stunted
& died.
A seed planted
In soil
Nourished,
Watered,
& fed;
Grows
Changes
& shifts
To it’s
Environment.
Growing, growing, growing.
The plants
Around
Infuriated
Trying to
Drown,
Strangle,
And quench
It’s need
To grow.
To quench
It‘s need
for more.
Jealous of
it’s strength.
Trying to
get ahead
In their game.
When it’s clear
on the outside
looking in,
that there’s more to
life than
their petty games.
Our leaves can’t turn
green when games
are all that are played.
Too busy
tying up knots.
Focusing on other’s
instead of
trying to plant
our own roots and grow out further
Then we’ve ever been before,
before there is too much to loose.
Make all essential moments count,
be the essential part of the living:
this is the promise you must make to yourself!
all generosity starts to crumble if we stop giving...
can music indicate notes without a clef,
or can an unwise guy be smart?
People will trap us into their snare,
it doesn't have to be a stranger,
it's someone we know well and trust;
keep privacy to yourself, sit back into your chair
and sort out the ones underserving of friendship,
of the sacred ideals you adhere to with a firm grip:
learn how to read faces and the untruths they declare!
Make all essential moments count,
it's an event in your calendar;
remember who lent you a hand,
praise who didn't make a demand,
imposing a will that changed your intent...
what an adverse way to provoke anger!
One less friend won't spoil anything,
if he turned out to be a fiend infuriated with envy:
how green was his face showing a contrived feeling?
Shun the evil one bloating with vanity!
the jack-o-lanterns were infuriated.
The ghosts and goblin mad.
garlic heads had crashed the party.
Halloween this year was sad.
How dare they show up again
With sloppy ink on their weird faces.
They cannot just come in here right?
Asked a vampire named Aces.
They are already in, the jacks said,
Feeling angry and upset.
The garlic heads are smelly.
They will stink this place up yet!
The werewolfs tried to get them to leave
By biting off their heads.
Now the smell was worse than ever.
We are leaving said all of the un-deads.
Neon fingers
banish the remnants of the day
Dustbins loiter ominously
blurry eyed
The Night people slide in between
Sailor doom bewitched by sorceresses
as heckled men face electric spears
Stet the occasion
A drawbridge opens
staining the gangster day
Outstretched palms
preclude the day
Jewelled ghost trains
ordinately take you
further away
Velvet dolls with a brainy side
watch stale commissioners slide
Star clad ingénues infuriated evermore
Makes me Mad Marla cannot help herself.
She was born with a frown along with big angry feelings.
If the first oak leaf that falls is red, then Marla gets irritated about it.
She wanted the first fallen leaf to be yellow.
If the first car down her street in the morning is a Ford
She is infuriated and cannot stop whining about it.
If she hears a word that rhymes with her last name
She wants to hit somebody
Claiming she is a warrior, she walks around lopsided
Because the giant chip on her left shoulder pushes her to the floor.
If her friends….
Who am I kidding? Marla has no friends.
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