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Sickness fueled my hallucinatory
Visions of Dorothy in red sketchers
The Tin Man had a heart that beat
So loud it was like a marching band
And the Scarecrow with his IQ became
President of the United States
Yes I found Oz. The Lions' courage
Was unmatched to any competitor and
He led soldiers to battle again and again
"Aunty Em" where not in Kansas anymore.
The Flying Monkeys are running the Congress
And the House of Representatives. And Glenda
The Good Witch is the Secretary of State.
Dorothy just wants to go home with Toto.
But tapping those red sketchers together does
Not seem to do the trick. And The Great Oz
In all his glory is somewhere in the whitehouse
Behind a dark curtain. Practicing his mumbo
Jumbo. Yes I found Oz.
PLAYING THE GAME
He leans back, his hand hidden from view.
far back in a cocky sort of way.
A player spies a young woman, innocently, walking by,
decides to change the fortune of his competitor.
The young woman turns red, as he shouts,
“Do you want to make love?”
The competition falls behind
His four aces, take a dive.
He feels the wind and the knots.
Reeling, he’s lost his shot.
“Sorry man, let’s do this again someday”
He chuckles and walks
away with his earnings,
Asks the girl out.
“Perhaps, someday,” she says
and walks away in that flirty kind of way.
9/14/2017
This year's convention was perfectly planned
and held in a beautiful place.
New York was the venue where everyone went
that had enough good hotel space.
Three brothers did come together this year
who shared a room in a hotel.
They had a good time while they were together
as meetings were going quite well.
The third day they went on a short field trip.
Long Island was where they did go,
to visit a major competitor there
and learn how their business could grow.
The field trip was great, they all did agree.
It gave them ideas and when
they talked about what they had witnessed that day,
they wished they could do it again.
When back in New York that very evening,
they parked their old van in a lot,
then went to their hotel and were quite surprised
to learn that the power was out.
They thought of the stairs, in great disbelief.
What were they now going to do?
Their room was up on the seventy-fifth floor,
that had a most wonderful view.
But that many floors is quite a long way,
a long way they all three agreed,
and if they could make it somewhat interesting,
perhaps they could climb it indeed.
John whistled aloud for twenty-five floors,
then Joe began singing a song,
and when they relaxed after floor forty-nine,
they wished the steps weren't quite so long.
Now it was Ron's turn, a story to tell,
while climbing the last group of stairs.
Just twenty-five floors remained to be conquered,
and then the success would be theirs.
Ron then remembered, alas much too late.
Now he knew, but wished he knew not.
The key to their room was not in his pocket,
but in the van, parked in the lot.
Sarah Storey was the first disabled athlete,
In the Commonwealth Games to compete,
As an English competitor, and she’s thrice,
Able-bodied national track champion of ice.
She was born without a left hand, entangled,
But she was firstly a swimmer, she jangled,
Then she became a cyclist on road and track,
And is still pedalling strong, not to look back.
She swam in Barcelona in 1992 and won,
Two golds, three silvers and a bronzed one,
Then in 2008, again at the Paras her fifth,
She won the individual pursuit with much pith.
Sarah Storey won Britain’s first gold in the C5,
In the women’s individual pursuit she’d thrive,
And in the C4-5 5000m, C4-5, and on road,
She won each one with a gold that was owed.
In 2014 she founded a sports cycling team,
Which supports a breast cancer charity keen,
And she became a MBE in 1998, OBE in 2009,
Then she was made a dame in 2013, long line.
She married Barney her coach and duel pilot,
For the tandem duel ride, which could be a riot,
And was on the 2012 Celebrity Mastermind IQ,
With Sex & The City, and also has a girl to coo.
Larghissimo
very slowly; slower than largo Capsaicin
protect the legs of cowboys while
riding horses and when walking
through rough landscapes. Leather
is a thick and durable material
that is hard to penetrate
may want to use incognito
to keep their personal life
separate from their professional life
A way of expressing the number of times
when it seems we are trailing along without
the others need to wish to be victorious
Scruffy, tough with an eagerness to succeed
pending the way my partner feels
my over functioning has caused me to resent
my current condition even though still respect
the person I have partnered with
Seeing so I stepped aside one night
to allow this person to shine
we forwent our collaborated partnership
to allow him to showcase his talents
against the best in the World
It was said that the person to dethrone this guy
would be seen as one of the greatest competitor
I lacked the support to full grasp my situation
and put his needs first
opportunity had past me by
but luck ws my fortune
as he had to forfeit due to the same
issues we had before
I was allowed to challenge even though
our partnership was stable
it would be a championship contest
that both promotion and fanbase would ask
to keep it way above the line
and show the worlds how great a championship contest could be
I wore my chaps and mask
and promised if I won I would unselfishly
demask and show the world who there champion is
unlike my partner who would be my challenge
I stood to lose might I gain
The match was for him to forfeit
but he said he would do so after
a twenty minute challenge
if he wasn't defeated he'd hand the title over to me
Four minute twenty nine seconds
I became champion and demasked just like
I had Promised!
Beauregard Capsaicin
World Championship Titlist
six months later the brawl began when
one guy said
"see ya'll at least I love my fans"
Guitfiddle verse Capsaicin
The End of The Terrific Two
Written by:Pogust Mancey
of the BigCity Cowboys
Zoe was born 1992 and is a Paralympic powerlifter,
Who was born with growth hormone deficiency,
In Ipswich, she attended East Bergholt school, lifter,
And enjoyed the Suffolk School Games, proficiency.
She tried the sport of powerlifting for the first time,
In 2006, and as a result of the thrill of successful lifts,
She joined the Suffolk Spartans club in 2007, dime,
To lift 40kg later that year at a local games, her fists.
Then in Cardiff at the Worlds she managed 47.5kg,
Where she came in second, and then later in 2008,
In May, she had a PB of 60kg, and then repeating
This in June to take British Champion in her weight.
Then in Cardiff again, in 2009 Zoe dropped a class,
But lifted 70kg to come first, then in the 2009 summer,
At the World Dwarf Games she did gate with her brass,
75kg, which she repeated at the British Finals, bumper.
Bangalore 2009 November and the World Games,
And she did take both the junior and senior silver,
But back at Cardiff again she came first, no pains,
In 2010, then improved to 85kg at the BFs to deliver.
She broke the European junior record, she’d doubled,
Her weight to lever 85kg, and then in Kuala Lumpur,
At the Worlds she came first in the junior, not buckled,
And she did come fourth as well in the event senior.
But she lost out on medal position by coming fourth,
At the Commonwealth Games in Glasgow, Scotland,
In the year 2010, on the run-up to the London gorse,
Then back in Cardiff again, 2014, a first she did land.
She concentrated hard for the London Paralympics,
To focus, drive and push for success and the best,
So as the only GB competitor in the under 40kg mix,
She equalled her PB with 88kg taking bronze, chest.
Dear Rose
One of the things that I appreciate most about you is not the obvious.
We both know the obvious is your stunning attraction and beauty.
Were this your only attraction, you would have at least one serious competitor.
I know that you would still win out over her, but Carnation is no push-over.
In my view, attraction and beauty must also come with the accessibility factor.
That's right Rose; and that is another reason why you stand head and shoulders above all the rest.
For example; when I exit my front door, you are standing on both my right and my left. I don't have to look for you or shop for you, and all my neighbors think well of you.
I know that they all have the best of intentions and reasons; It's great that Cactus is always green; but Iris and Lillie come and go with the seasons.
You, my dear Rose, are both plentiful and beautiful, making you highly unbeatable; and I get to enjoy you longer than all the rest.
Even though I have to purchase her at the local grocer; next to you, I think that I like Carnations the best.
10092017 Poetry Soup Contest, Roses And Carnations, Julie Rodeheaver, 2P
She opens the DSM-5 to page 666,
Know Thyself,
who among us is not a Beast somehow,
she's enthralled by Imperfection,
It explains the scars on her heart,
if she believed in Perfection
then she would need to accept her own nature
unequivocally,
she would have to love every part of herself,
poetry is her therapy
building puzzles her bliss
solving puzzles her passion,
she is a madwoman in the 3rd degree,
a sensational spaz
believes that she is a heroine among the herd,
starlet atop a soapbox
cavalier with her cross of crass sass,
she cares too much to be free...
searching in the trauma of souls
for her own ghost
lovestruck by the Devil's lightning
Godsmacked by the grind
listening for God to apologize,
she's exhausted by cynicism
brilliant yet bitter,
a cutthroat competitor,
frozen beauty in a flame,
she expects Life to buck her every day
a jaded girl looking for the grim,
on stormy days she sings to the static
perhaps she's waiting for the Apocalypse -
J.A.B. 2020
Checked it flag
A stand out soapbox
All in grey
Challenger in a race
Speed of competitors
It was fast like a Greyhound Dog
Grey color gets attention
Had to mention
Grey soapbox named “ROADHOG”
As the wheels accelerated more and more
It was definite that the soapbox was going to even the score
Faster Faster and Faster
Maneuvering here and there
The soapbox was beyond compare
Ahead of its time
Throughout the soapbox race
Every competitor was in a chase
Winner to be
A let see
Who will cross the finish line?
You guessed it, the Roadhog being the grey soapbox
Cheers and roars
Undefeated challenger
Winner took all
Soapbox winner call.
Like anything
There are two edges to this sword
The ragged one has, for now, cut too deeply
The reality of its cleaving
And the intent of the hand it is wielded by
Thickens the blood that weeps from its wounds
To collect in a puddle of deep discouragement ... and frustration.
The keen, clean edge shines as always
Kept in precision by the kindness and friendship
Of those whose genuine caring and appreciation of my work
Has been the true motivation of this journey
From the first moments I placed my feet on its path
And I shall treasure it always, held close.
But my weary eyes must turn from the darkness and animosity
The nefarious creatures that move in the shadows
Wend motivations that are contrary to my beliefs and cares
My gaze seeks a bluer sky in day - a more dazzled vault in eventide
A brighter reach to glow and call and stir within
One with hope and encouragement and appreciation
And perhaps, dare I say?
The opportunities of publication and true craft.
Perhaps it is a dream, that
But dreams are what keep us young
Dreams are what push us to keep searching for the righteous path
And striving for the brighter meadows ... the truer stars.
Oh, I will yet be about - a poem here, a contest there, a comment-or-two
But only as the dancing ghost that I have become of late
That I have been told - by indirect fashion - I am
No longer a threat, competitor or antagonist
But a friendly phantom, a role I much prefer ... and affirm to
For after all, ghosts are never missed
Nor are they needed.
Blessings, Dear Poets.
Submitted on February 18, 2020
To the "Strand Select T Any Form Any Theme" Poetry Contest
Brian Strand, Sponsor.