As I had mentioned earlier, dear friend,
I had undergone counseling abundant;
Preparing me mentally, psychologically,
My mentor had to treat me physically;
Functioning of my internal organs checked,
Malfunctions, with medications, wrecked;
Detoxifications of chemical contents done,
All that was weakening me were undone;
He filled me, then, with bouquets of advice,
Which I treasured as life’s greatest prize;
The taxi I had hired to take me home back,
Had advertisements of my favorite J.W black;
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I’ve given up drink of alcoholic nature now,
I do not eat anything junk in character as vow;
My temptations are, indeed, very strong,
Especially my brand, whose name in me gong;
I just say to myself: I will not drink today,
Every today goes on passing on every day.
08 July 2021
LET ER RIP #3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
yonder tree so falls
being cut down trimmed and all
saw just let er rip
~
bubbling boiling clog
having an upset stomach
flatulent just gas
~
rooted gases brews
holding back stomach hard pangs
past gas let er rip
~
race start to finish
get on, your mark get set, go
start just let er rip
7/1/21
FOR LET ER RIP CONTEST
Sponsored by: John Lawless
Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 5 7 5 0 0 0 5 7 5 0 0 0 5 7 5 0 0 0 5 7 5
Total # Syllables: 68
Total # Lines: 21 (Including empty lines)
Total # Words: 57
As she opened the letter
She thought she'd feel better.
But this wasn't to be.
The letter was from John.
Whom she had loved long
And now he was setting her free.
Cowardly John.
Who she depended upon,
Now had decided to flee
To love evermore
A life together to explore
Was what John had promised to me.
What a despicable man
And fool that I am
To be attracted to a thug
That crawled from the ground.
And a target he found
I should stamp on this creep like a bug.
A bug no John's worse.
I feel a need to curse
But revenge will not ease my pain.
I'll rip up John's letter.
And trust I'll feel better.
Imagining what could have been confetti is rain
24 June 2021 contest Let Er Rip Sponsor John Lawless
Like a block of ice in a refrigerator car full of Chicago meats
I have a role to play,
an important purpose, and
limited time to be fully functional.
Like fourth chair, fourth clarinet in the Boston philharmonic
I have a note to sound,
a reason for being, and
without me the chord is incomplete.
Like the words that flow unmetered, unrhymed in free verse
I have messages to send,
a legitimate place in poetry, and
require a patient reader.
EIGHT PLACE WINNER
Written June 22, 2021
For “Let ‘er Rip No. 3” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Lawless
LET ‘ER RIP
Let'er rip broken salted chips
Drop your hip, rythinmatic dance steps
Crush broken lined-circle blips
Let'er rip parted lips blowing trumpet
Pucker up screams praise in worship
Screeching tires on highway pavement trips
Let'er rip in kitchen mashing raw potatoes being whip
Art classes making paper mache masks
Strips of papers I crafted art fashion "id"
Let'er rip
12/26/18
For LET 'ER RIP #2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
College students today are a professor's worst nightmare
They come to class late, with ripped jeans and purple hair
Without a word of apology for interrupting what's going on
They proceed to bury their heads in their infernal smartphones
Texting and tweeting and checking out Facebook
They don't give a soul in the room so much as a look
While if asked to participate in an activity or discussion
They grumble under their breath and commence a-cussin'
As far as breaks go, if they're given fifteen minutes
The classroom's still empty after thirty; no one'll be in it
They regard homework assignments as affronts to their dignity
A test or an exam --- Why, that's a cancerous malignity
These arrogant airheads of asininity
Shout down those not of their affinity
But come the end of every semester
They all expect "A's" for their sanguininity
December 16, 2018
Entry in "Let 'Er Rip #2 Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: John Lawless
PETTY POET
You deem
to stand in judgement of me
your mealy mouth poised
whining and whinging
such scathing sarcastic sniveling
What gives you the right
to tear me apart
with vitriolic venom
dripping like slimy snot
from your gigantic gob
Listen up you block head -
pin back your lugholes
because
I’VE HAD ENOUGH!
I don’t give a toss about your opinion
not even a flying fig
after all ...
with your turgid twaddle
you’re hardly William Shakespeare!
Let er rip#2 contest
12/13/18
There are some who meditate
To help relieve their stress.
Others have a glass of wine
When under great duress.
I know people who calm down
By quilting, knitting, sewing;
Some folks get frustration out
By vacuuming or mowing.
There are those who nap or pace
Or sit and bite their nails.
Others do what I resort to
When each option fails:
It’s something I’m not proud of, but
When stress becomes extreme,
I get to someplace private
And release a blasting scream.
For only then, when I’ve let go,
Will I be feeling fine;
And then, to guarantee that fact,
I’ll have that glass of wine.