Long Commotion Poems
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He opened the window in much practiced silence
If somebody heard there would likely be violence
He’d been here before and endured quite a spat
For when he broke in he encountered a cat
The cat ran him ragged but he never knew
That things would get worse because ‘one cat’… was two
They’d caught him off guard for he’d come unprepared
But now he’s forewarned so those cats should be scared
So pushing the curtains aside he climbed in
His flashlight, for now, was tucked under his chin
He listened for footsteps which might make him run
And switched on his flashlight to seek out some fun
He didn’t want money, nor high value loot
He’d come to give kittens a feel of his boot
And then in his beam there were eyes shining bright
He told them, “You cats won’t defeat me tonight.
“Last time I came I found cats in this house
Who ganged up on me with an overgrown mouse.
This time, it’s different… I’ve brought a big sack
So soon you’ll be gone and you ain’t coming back.”
Raisin said, “Mister, we’re taking you down.”
The man heard, “Meow” and that caused him to frown
“Don’t be mewing at me you dumb little moggie
You’re getting a home that is chilly and soggy.”
Rum flicked a paw in an ‘over there’ motion
The man with the flashlight said, “Quit the commotion.”
But he didn’t know that the ‘dumb little moggie’
Had mewed, “Turn around… meet our dumb massive doggie.”
In a moment of silence the man wasn’t ranting
And that is perhaps how the man heard the panting
A young German Shepherd is still quite a beast
The man just saw teeth that looked ready to feast
Walnut’s tongue lolloped, his mind in a muddle
How can a man, indoors, stand in a puddle
This quivering human was one tragic sight
But Walnut was good… and good dogs don’t bite
So, yes, he was good but the man didn’t know it
And Walnut decided that he shouldn’t show it
He feigned a mad growl and emitted some slobber
And local police got a call… from the robber!
The past sets a stage,
As you engage in the story,
The future claiming most of the glory,
A glorious moment goes unseen,
While your lost between emotions,
Creating an even bigger commotion,
Going through the motions,
Rocking your boat in an ocean,
Not sure where its going,
Flowing towards a future,
Rowing fast away from the past,
Slowly passing by the moment,
It could be your last,
A vast existence is evident,
In the moment you stay present,
A sentient experience,
Creating the interference,
Necessary in this performance,
Creating another chance,
NOW is your time to advance,
Dance with uncertainty,
Inadvertently stumble upon yourself,
Grumbling about what went wrong,
Don't linger too long,
Sing a whole new song,
Moving along to a better view,
Feel love for all you do,
The future will wait for you,
NOW is the moment it comes true.
I feel worthless
Am I worth it?
I feel hopeless
Wondering if you'll ever save me
Save me
Save me from my saddened heart of dismay
The ocean of commotion
Is where you're swimming on your own
The sea of devilish devotion
Is where you abide ambitiously all alone
I am worthy of joyous love
I am worthy of hope and faith
I am honored high above
I am worthy, too, of strength
Yeah, I need to move on
I need to really move on
Before the break of dawn
Go ahead and pass through
The reckless water and waves of self-indulgence
Hater alligator, what's new?
Are you devouring the remains of future extravagance?
Bring me to the fountain of vitality
I want to find my way out of reality
Sing me to sleep in blankets of bliss
I have often dreamt of receiving happiness
I feel distress
In my heart of stress
I feel like a mess
Should I keep trying or give up?
Should I stand my ground again?
Maybe I need rest tonight
I'll try my best with my might
And take flight above it all
Above it all
I will stand tall like a warrior's wall, so hear my victory call
I speak to you
You don't listen
You're a heartless stranger
And a rueful man of anger
I am worthy of a better friend
A friend that will be by my side
From start to finish, beginning to end
Oh, can't stand your selfish pride
Put on humility and take off arrogance
Renew the remedy of relieving radiance
Swim your shore
Of I don't care anymore
Dive in deep waters
Be with the other betrayers
Give me a reason
To move on
Give me a reason
To move on
Give me one more reason
To follow in your footsteps
Till your footsteps are gone...
Till the moon turns into the sun...
Sick of the excuses of your desertion
Tired of your nasty denial and delusion
Grow up, why don't you?
Why don't you get the clue?
Why are you telling me what to do?
You're not my Father and you know it's true
You know it's true
So, don't deny it too
Swim your shore
To your hatred core
I did adore you
Until you drowned my hope
If you need my help,
I will say "NOPE!"
Catch you later,
Hater alligator...
Until then,
I'm moving on
At the centre of the sea
A calm a quiet a still
All commotions at bay
There we us lay
Just you and me
At the centre of the sea
At the centre of the sea
No greed no malice
No need of outward polish
No call for any police
Just seated face to face
Turquoise thoughts of grace
Just you and me
At the centre of the sea
No noise no commotion
Despite the waves of ocean
No convulsive motion
Just hearty devotion
Pink tulips of emotion
No sales promotion
Just a tiny transaction
Of purple peace and bliss
Eyes closed a kiss
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September 2, 2019
Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
There are some who say,
that we were never close.
They are the ones who
made the connections impossible.
When you were born God had smiled,
and I cried.
Because we were told,
you were born without fingers and toes.
Father had lied to us,
and I never forgave him for that.
Such sad and wicked things,
we endured.
You were perfect,
in every way, Angela.
A new little sister,
A beautiful little Angel.
We grew up,
In a household full of stress filled commotion.
We never had stable love,
But you always looked up to me.
And I always tried to be,
Like a Mother to you, when you were small.
Angela this poem,
Is dedicated to you.
__________________________________
DELIVER US
The years have passed,
since you've gone,
thrown to heaven,
On a song.
I believed in you,
and the things you said,
I never acted on it,
It was so wrong.
Jealousies from the one,
who told you don't ever call,
I always waited to hear from you,
but she helped to build your walls.
I remember you telling me,
condescendingly she said you looked like me,
she had evil intentions,
hiding way down beneath.
I will always remember you,
you remembered me too,
It was me and God,
In your hour of need, that you last spoke to.
God has you now,
and some day,
I will join you,
together we shall pray.
For all the wicked ones,
who have no conscience,
no morals,
who are in this life an evil constant.
Rock-a-bye my sister,
sleep well and stay safe,
know that I love you,
forever and a day.
Vickie Hurtt-Thayer Poet
A black cloud envelops my sky
Threatening to rain down a torrent of pain
Oceans of commotion swirl in my brain
And I try to bandage the wounds in vain
I see only the receding vistas of light
And night prowling like a stealthy thief
The past chills the mind like hanging icicles
And I feel so heavy with frozen grief
I inch my way up like an ugly snail
My life is riddled with contradictions
Oh, I am waylaid, lost and beaten
From every corner, I meet only oppositions
Yet dreams break forth in my heart
Amidst darkness shines a light
A call to spirit to seek the gift of recovery
Transforming pain into strength and delight
I must break loose of all the tethers
Let my soul embrace all that is dear
From this cage, I must fly out
The sky beyond me lies blue and clear!
Even at moments when we feel,
God has forsaken us, time assures;
However bad things are, recovery is possible,
When God is there quelling all our fears.
Now I am on a journey of redemption
I tell myself- “Come out from this hell
Just start anew, nothing is beyond recovery
The dawn is near and all shall be well”
Sitting in my element,
Becoming a shiny filament,
Representing a beacon,
A reason for keeping hope,
Peering down the scope,
Adjusting for the slope,
Groping a target,
I cant reach yet,
Waiting with my sight set,
Letting the moment happen,
Snapping at the perfect time,
In a flash You start to climb,
Primed by an explosion of emotions,
Their fire sends you in motion,
Opening up to being chosen,
Traveling across the ocean,
A glowing beam of light,
The beacon in the night,
A sight for all to see,
Exposing the enemy,
Setting souls free,
A bullet from eternity,
Fired from within me,
Exploring it's reality,
Carrying the energy,
Tearing through targets,
Shining brighter so you never forget,
Sitting silent sent it in motion,
The bullet that cut commotion
There were two ninjas in the dark
Who lay under sheets
Covered in their linen armour
Safe in servants' courters
There were ninja stars beside beds
Numchucks at hand’s breadth
To wield stealth attack
A forcefield of strength
There were guard dogs as allies
Silent and calm collected
Patrolled with gnarled teeth
Agents of the clan
There were two ninjas in the dark
Who lay under sheets
Quiet and self-restrained
Until window panes did shriek
There were two ninjas on their feet
An assailant was at hand
With much commotion and snarling
Were they at flight to catch that man!
These two ninjas in the dark
Were but brothers trying to sleep
Burglars came to wreak havoc
And that is about the norm…
Don't sit there moaning!
Come with me, and let's create a splendid commotion.
Trying out new forms of poetry
That allow us more use of fantasy.
We can tango madly, in forms so divine.
And sit enjoying them by bright sunshine!
That steaming ebony coffee, yes, that will be our sumptuous toast!
I can smell its aroma from coast to coast
This is not advice, please, no~it's my personal electronic invitation.
To positively pen with me, and rock the socks off this wonderful nation!
We can swim at sunset, in a divinely,deep turquise, aquatic pool.
With iced margarita glasses, oh, that make one drool!
Poets are we, the Mount Olympus pen is our quill.
We can be a loving, moving, positive force on the human will.
June 29, 2029
6am PST
Welcome friends, I know you will be most excited
with tonight's special guest that we have invited.
So, let's give a round of applause and a cheer.
Punctuation's star, Exclamation Point, is here.
Welcome. It's good to see you, Exclamation Point.
Yes! Let's do it, Johnny! I just got out of the joint!
My goodness, I was going to say, you're looking trim.
Tell your fans what kind of mess you got yourself in.
I guess I got too excited, opened my yap,
and told Comma he's lost, falling in the wrong gap.
I impetuously started a barroom fight,
my sentences struck him, with raw power and might.
I'm innocent, but somehow, I stir up commotion.
I'm just excellent at expressing emotion!
Hmm, tell us about the emotions you can express.
For example, what about happiness?
What a great question! Glad you asked it! I'm ecstatic!
What was I saying? Whatever, I'm emphatic!
But was it anger that landed you in the can?
Shut up, Johnny, I'll rip your bloody face off, man!
I guess subtlety is really not your ball of wax.
Do you do sadness? Yes, I weep and do my income tax!
Exclamation Point, it sure has been a pleasure.
Thanks, Johnny, I've enjoyed myself without measure!
and remember, Question Mark asks, and Comma will pause,
but an Exclamation Point thanks you for your applause!