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She flees the marriage bed so many nights
to satisfy base urges while he sleeps.
Apparently, he doesn't know she fights
voracious appetites and often keeps
a rendezvous with kitchen's sweet delights.
Tonight her giant slab of mocha cake
is covered with a mountain of ice cream,
pistachio. Tomorrow night she'll make
another huge confectionary dream.
She sacrifices sleep for sugar's sake.
But then she sees an unexpected sight,
her husband wearing nothing but a smile.
He says, "I'm wanting something sweet tonight.
I'll fix myself a treat. Let's sit a while.
Look out the window. Oh, the moon's so bright!"
The lady has two treats: one on a plate;
the other, buff and bare, one foot away.
No brainer! Which increases her heart rate?
She minds that racing heart without delay!
Two plates of goodies meet a soggy fate.
posted as two-stanza poem (first two) in September, 2015
lengthened to four stanzas June 20, 2016
entered in Brian Strand's Contest 256 (any topic or form, 30-line max)
on December 31, 2016 Placed 9th (of 10)
May 1, 2019, entered in Richard Lamoureau's Honourable Mention Worth
Mentioning Contest I really worked on this one. I don't often write
a sexy poem! placed 4th
It was a beautiful morning, the sky azure,
and the air clear and cloudless.
The dawn's sunrise casted shadowy silhouettes
of the city, on the calm and unrippled Hudson River.
The city's streets were heavy with people traffic from
workers and tourists rushing around in the fast pace
of Manhattan's mid-week norm.
While driving to my work destination, and listening and singing-
along to John Lennon's hit song "Imagine"
Suddenly, the music stopped playing and the radio host interrupted
to announce that a plane had just hit one of the twin towers.
At first, I thought it was a small private plane that hit because the man on the radio didn't explain that it was a jet with passengers on it.
As the minutes passed by, every radio station was sharing the "Breaking News" that a plane had hit the North Tower of the World Trade Centers.
Most every was in shock, and clueless as to it being an attack by Al-Qaeda/Osama Bin Laden. Once the second plane hit the South Tower,
it was a no-brainer that we were under attack.
I've never felt so unsafe in my life than that day or the following days ahead. Everywhere I went, every time I left my home, my eyes would be wandering over my shoulder and behind my back. The eerie feeling lingered on for days, weeks and even months. The smell of ash still scents my nostrils, the quiet sound of silence in the aftermath still rings my ears. The memories of that horrific day will forever be with me.
can never forget
the world trade centers collapsed
terrorist's attack
To take the vaccine
That is the decision
People must make
On Covid nineteen
A choice to decide
by the close of day
I have just reached that crossroads
knowing that the conspiracy theorists
warn people not to have it. Some deny
the existence of Covid, and claim it is no
worse than just a common cold, but I have
decided I'll receive
the first inoculation
It's an easy decision
A no-brainer for me
Although inoculated
sadly my poor Mum
has caught the virus
I can't visit with her
It's so heartbreaking
because she lives in
a facility that I can't
visit as long as there
is a quarantine edict
CROSSROADS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
09/26/21
Moses one of the great prophets
showing Christ as an even greater prophet
both sent by God to do His will (Ex 3: 1-12/ John 6: 57)
forever we are in their debt
Both born under remarkable circumstances( Ex 2: 1-16/ John 20: 30)
as well as under threat of death at birth (Ex 1: 15-22/Luke 1: 23-38)
God's hand destined to bless them
preserving them in all the earth
Mediators were they before God and man (Ex 20: 19-22/ 1Tim 2: 5)
reconciliation was their required aim
pointing all to Calvary's cross
where the prize redemption had came
Living foodless for a required time (Ex 34: 28/Matt 4: 2)
proving God to be their real sustainer
then provide food for the people (Ex 16: 2-22/John 6: 5-13)
show their authority to be a no-brainer
Teacher, Prophet, Lawgiver and King
(Deut 4:5)(Deut 18:15-19)( Ex 31: 28)(Deut 33: 5)
(Matt 5:12)(Deut 18: 15, 18)(John 1:17)(Matt 21:5)
just a few titles that they held
Moses to be sure a Prophet supreme
pointed to Christ the greater word did bring
The canal is lined with anxious people, both young and old.
Sitting, standing and laying on blankets.
Everyone has put their bet in. It's just a matter of time to see whose duck comes in first.
Mascot ducks roam either side of the canal heightening the excitement of the possibility of the $1000.00 winning pot.
A giant yellow and blue duck box is hanging strategically over the water ready to be unlatched.
The crowd moves closer. Everyone snapping pictures hoping to catch the first photo of the drop. The box now hovers twenty feet in the air. Children screaming to open the box.
Ready, set, release!
Thousands of little yellow rubber ducks descend the canal floating ever so slowly with the current. There seems to be a few speeding up. Two ducks head the flock.
People follow the ducks as they separate, and the race is really on.
Cameras are flashing. Everyone leaning over trying to get a glimpse of the winner.
Half way to the finish line there's one duck way ahead.
It appears to be a no-brainer but at the finish line is a curve ball. The winning duck must get into a net.
The slower ducks are catching up. Hundred crowd the net. Cameras snap!
Apparently it didn't matter who led the flock.
A gust of wind blows suddenly and pushes the winner into the net!
The crowd roars, the cameras click and the winner is...
Drake Mallard, # 63... Not me!
Inferiority complex viz mine (mien)
Although yours truly modest,
the only personal issue
I will lightly boast about
constitutes lingering
self worthlessness bred
if not prior to first grade,
than most definitely incipient,
academic deadlines
loomed large with dread
and exacerbated by procrastination
quickly adopted as linchpin
damned obsessive compulsive
currents (i.e. thoughts) fed
modus operandi, which intricate
schema writ over lifetime invisible
within this talking head
who ironically enough
never uttered a beep
engendered from lack
of confidence, esteem,
somehow worthlessness,
insignificance,
emasculation, et cetera
took root, and didst leap
(axon to neuron)
and said mindset did seep
percolating into every nook,
and cranny comprising
aging shades, transformed
gray matter, sans this
beatle browed bummer, a deep
purple, though easily mistaken
for minuscule Uriah Heep,
or perhaps, ewe might notice,
(albeit while in a sheep
push disposition) similarities
between mine fist
sized thinker, and another creep
pee totally tubular Charles Dickens
character, or maybe
even a commercial
for nanobot sized jeep
grand Cherokee keep
up a moderate clip despite,
and/or because I
oft times feel a light
buzz sensation within me quite
average gummed up noggin
jammed numb skull,
(essentially barren aged
teenage wasteland recently
undergoing gentrification),
(yeah how really) excite
ting, a no brainer fright
fully glommed with peevish
gobbledygook plus worthless,
obsolete, and crammed academic right
hand busily twiddling, scribbling,
and sloppily drafting
error riddled assignments
deliberately failing heavily
marked with bright
colors adding oomph
to mental blight
punctuated by
attaining puny height
(...oh, about seventy inches,
nonetheless, my slight
physique and mute quiet
as a mouse, I might
as well hove been a stand in
for Charlie Brown right
down to tree eating kite
good grief - never an ending fight
with Lucy, hence now this knight
in rusty armor forever
disparaged his might
and attests to
20/20 hindsight
analogous to Snoop doggy dog.
Unlike the city out west where I reside,
Grass really is greener on the other side
Air conditioning is a must in the summer
Without it, the long hot summer is a bummer
Without it, you best pray for an early winter
No, it's not a necessity; it's a 'no brainer'
In a valley where it seldom snows and sometimes freezes,
We experience many cool summer nights from delta breezes
With a deserving reputation as ' The City of Trees',
We have lots of trees to keep us cool and shady
Sacramento is sometimes called The River City.
That’s because two major rivers run through it
Major airlines and railways; so board a plane or a train
Two major interstate highways also run through our city
You can go North and South by way of interstate 5
Or take I-80 East to Chicago if you really like to drive
I-80 West will take you clear to San Francisco without a rest
That’s where I came from before I made Sacramento my address
12292016 PS Contest, Sonnet about where you live, Silent One
3rd Pl;FB
Who wouldn’t want to take a lovely cruise
Over blue waters with all your cares to lose,
Relaxing on the upper deck and dancing every day?
Land ahoy! You get to leave the ship and see great views
During stops of interest along the cruise ship’s way!
Caribbean or European. Any of them can be such fun.
Royally you are treated! You really ought to take one!
Unless you are allergic to the sunshine and the sea,
It’s simply a no-brainer. Travel lounging in the sun!
Start on any coastline ; tour the world extensively.
End up tan and happy with a lasting memory!
Oct. 9, 2017 For Kevin Shaw's World Cruise Acrostic Poetry Contest
The real world is getting weird, the idea of a second referendum lacks wisdom, an act to pull down and end the system, people vote labour cus they don’t like Tory or are remainer this is an election for the insane no brainer, and who is to blame, remain, for defeat is too much pain, second vote they lose again, laughter I will not contain, they win it, not valid, we’ll bin it, have it, the country too, We Shall Never Surrender, words now haunt us, foreign enemies we’re victorious, Brexit clash, Leave dumb, Remain lame-us , they could be adults and accept.. I’m starting to hate, first move to take , war mate
I’m a limited edition, when all is said and done
Nothing special, only unique in a maze of humdrum
Kill spiders for a pastime, coz I hate their beady eyes
Watching me try to sleep, as they paralyse butterflies
I’m a limited edition, pulling cobwebs from beams
In great physical shape, yet mentally challenged it seems
Guilty of every known sin, with mitigation of course
They are all in my head, except when I use fatal force
I’m a limited edition, preprogrammed to survive
From one day to another, til next time I’m not revived
Still it’s great to be alive, from a dead man’s point of view
I certainly possess one, in a preserve this mind grew
I’m a limited edition, my pets couldn’t care less
Well possibly they do, but look up to me nonetheless
Take me as you find me on any given occasion
Whisper sweet nothings, I’m a sucker to soft persuasion
I’m a limited edition, light Cola makes me cringe
And hate drinking alcohol, unless going on a binge
Alas I cannot find god, he’s hidden away in reams
Leaving himself subjective, to idealistic extremes
I’m a limited edition, playing Russian roulette
Will even up the ante, fill the chamber, rig the bet
It’s a no brainer, literally speaking anyway
With just sawdust to lose, all so easy to blow away
By
David Kavanagh