Mag's lover hasn't been seen since.
Mag does nothing but in pain wince.
Her tall Greg was her world,her Prince.
"Once dead Forget A Come-Back means! "
Hoe was popularly Greg's foe;
Thus,his dad's farm refused to grow.
A lot Greg had slept on a mat
And guessed not he'd be adding fat.
Off he had to go for slimming
And with Kung Fu started trimming.
Mag had heard of karate king clegg!
"What could he not do to a leg?
Keeps breaking it as voices beg,
Unless he's served wine: A full keg
The purest tap relieved not of dreg"
"Clegg must've finished the legs of Greg!"
Categories:
keg, bullying, fear, sports, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Pieces of heat scatter and scorch
Over the orange rusted sky
Wildfire season has arrived
Dense and thick, stern charcoal
Eyes capture and deny
Relief's cool rain, as tongues of flames
Kindles tender clovers red
Eating clean the succulent
Green laced gentle ground.
7/14/21
This or That Volume 4 contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title: Powder Keg
Categories:
keg, earth, fire, sky,
Form: Acrostic
Political expedience at the fork of the road is best 'not taken'.
Often, such a choice is enameled with deceit and self-interest.
Wars, especially civil wars, do not settle the causes of the conflict.
Divisions and conflicting ideologies persist like a simmering powder keg.
Every effort should be exhausted in order to disallow each volatile situation.
Reckless disregard for history is a breathing ground for chaos and confusion.
Keeping the Peace, though never cheap, is far more cost effective than war.
Elections in some places are believed to be fraught with fraudulent returns.
Generations prior, through trust in God and proven principles, found a way for political civility.
063021PSCtest, This Or That, Vol 4, Edward Ibeh. HM
Categories:
keg, america, conflict, history, political,
Form: Acrostic
Another
black man murdered
by cops
playing the role
of judge and jury.
The powder
keg they’ve
ignited
is set
to explode.
But bigots
flexing their muscles
receive the protection
of
corrupt lawmakers.
Categories:
keg, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Verse
The powder keg is ready
Explosives readily available
But he wants something more personal
So they know it is him
He needs to see their horror
Feel their terror
Enjoy it
Maybe he felt bullied at work
Maybe he is completely insane
No doubt he felt alone in this workplace
For I think if he had felt the presence of one friend
There is no way he could have killed so many co-workers
with a semi-automatic assault rifle
He would have been fearful of
killing his friend.
Categories:
keg, anti bullying, bullying, work,
Form: Free verse
Jo King loved frothy tankards of beer
Which she drank every day of the year
Interred in a keg
She swallowed each dreg
So her tombstone reads, "Wish you were here!"
Categories:
keg, culture, drink, grave, humor,
Form: Limerick
fiery passion
explodes like a powder keg
a deafening bang!
Date written and posted: 08/05/2018
Categories:
keg, emotions, feelings, sound,
Form: Senryu
(my fashionably late xmas greeting
could long foster for this century 21 a meeting
of thee poetic minds pleasantry sent once
boot not worth reap peat ting).
up in the air
mine barrel sized girth
sloshes with cheap beer
wishing many strangers
happy holidays and good cheer
making me suitable
as santa claus and his team of rein deer
chewing gum to avoid
popping in both left and right ear
yet the rickety sleigh
may not become air borne I fear
landing ungracefully
scattering presents and gear
if wooden contraption alights,
a horrendous crash many will hear
no doubt instigating
children and adults to jeer
comparing this jolly fellow to king lear
yet running for the hills
as this mad man gets considerably near
the madding crowd,
who expected a more
healthy saint nick to a pear
with healthy physique
instead of the trademark outsize rear
which cause for observers
to guffaw and sneer
whereby my trademark suit
will seemingly tear
and reveal that this clown
wears frilly under wear
prompting me to avoid
accepting this role for next year.
Categories:
keg, 11th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Light Verse
Beg for One more Keg
To stand on could not find leg
So decided I should beg
For another keg.
Then I did give her a hug
One more hole myself in dug
And did chug a lug.
Cannot stand for very long
Soon started to sing a song
Where did I go wrong?
If goals you were to surpass
Must have drunk another glass
And then urine pass.
Another great Horn haiku
from way out of the blue.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RivereSea Plantation
Bolivia. NC
Categories:
keg, humorous,
Form: Haiku
Meg has two old battered beer keg legs
that don't look to hold much more than dregs.
But when Greg comes along
she begs; "Please, please, belong
to me. I still gotta lotta eggs.”
*Written at Elizabeth Wesley's request.
Categories:
keg, girlfriend-boyfriend,
Form: Limerick