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The Boogeyman'll getcha if ya don't watch out.
The Boogeyman'll getcha if ya try to go out;
So stay inside and cover up your head.
Pull your feet up tight, could be under the bed.
The Boogeyman'll getcha, he's out on the hunt;
So disguise yourself and growl and grunt.
If you must go out you just might get by,
If you look like a ghost and moan and sigh.
He's free to roam till the Witching Hour;
So till midnight's passed our plight is dour;
So out on the doorstep leave him some treats,
'Cause he's coming by for something to eat.
Judy Ball
For "Creatures" Of The Night Contest by Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of PS
Meaningless
I want to write you something that means something,
But all I say is meaningless;
Less to me and less to you.
I struggle to get myself out of your bed, because of my head.
I am trapped inside a box of thoughts.
Which question to ask of you?
No answer to ‘We need to talk.’
Leave me lying here in my own pity;
The dreams I keep inside my head.
You orangutan through one night stands;
A love like this is without love.
Break a promise to be a man
And you will see a divorced wedding dress,
So drenched in mud.
This is how it all begins,
So this is how it will all stay.
You can never remove those stains, those sins;
So tear apart every syllable I just have to say.
Your lies are on fire! I vow to change;
You and I have never really felt the same.
I say what I need to get you off my chest;
You hold me down with promises.
Tell me when I have passed your test,
So I can admit the truth; that it is you who is worth less.
Less than friendly and now a part of the family.
A part of the furniture; surely soon to be less than all I have.
Prepare to take a grand piano, to the head
And I will tell you where you need to stand.
Stand apart, we are never near,
To understanding the words we never speak
And the thoughts we never hear.
I cover up the bruises on my heart,
To hide the shame of loving love.
I leave behind all the memories of what we are…
By simply giving up.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Never
Bargain success,
To value of living,
And been remembered as legend
Daily.
Do stay positive,
While solemnly reminisce...
Of turning motive,
Within an empty silent
Space that houses fertile thoughts.
Hard times are boosters,
That energize recreation,
For troubled mind's joy.
Fighting
Through uncertain
Loyal schemes meant for gain,
No matter how close is the cruel
Setback.
The sea of life flows
With little energy fluid,
Yet overcome blocks,
Aiming at stopping its run:
How unstoppable force slides!
Keep fighting bravely,
Loose doubt to yesterday's game;
Which can not but flee.
Favour-
On her own day,
Would have spell bound off risk,
Possible earth's longevity
Apace!
Before luck, propose
Setback to rest while grace speaks,
And put shame to eyes*
Watching out for need to seek...
Resolution in bondage.
Two people apart;
Wrong connection do impart,
Cruel force to depart.
Protect
Your admission,
Cum discipline's design
If demand to secure is s*x,
Resist!
Having sailed through such-
Remember, it isn't all.
Same might be for grades-
Tempted; if need be, resit
For any whatsoever!
Not for employment,
Rather for due enjoyment,
Than rude commitment!
Victim,
Are way too far
To be wise or prudent,
When found wanting in misfortune
Relay...
To beat judgement's claim,
Pleas not enough cover up,
For our dear daughters,
Or darling sisters offense,
But back's bail battling breaths' bleeds!
Not for promotion,
Rather for cold emotion,
Cum sad devotion!
I see the life I used to live,
Through his eyes my childhood is,
Broken mirrors, I can't look back,
A perfection so perfect, my heart retracks,
Like walking back through time, the atmosphere feels,
So inadequate, so unreal,
The picture painted perfect but far from true,
Have I lowered my standards for living proof,
Have I lived this life to prove less is more,
And not have the best of the best, to pretend to be poor,
So you would never view me better than you,
And I could never intimidate you from being real,
I forfeited luxury, the painting of perfection,
Because I saw the dirt outway the cleanliness in the mirrors reflection,
And spotless was a cover-up my childhood showed,
An assumption to others she looks happy, ya know,
To good to be true, rich paints the pretty picture,
Yet underneath it all, this little girl felt tortured,
Contemplating suicide everyday,
Behind that beautiful house was a soul in pain,
No money could satisfy, not one heart could see,
Behind closed doors, the abuse that reaked,
The image was beautiful, everyone assumed,
But I never could enjoy it, I locked myself in my room,
I could not stand the perfection, the atmosphere was a lie,
I would rather run away than look perfect in societies eyes,
I would choose to look poor, and hear the truth,
It was better than the image with the torture you put me through,
Dear God, why are you bringing me back to this horrible place?,
Showing me the depth of my confusion, my old childhood pain?,
I walk out this mans door with tears in my eyes,
This image scares me, do I deserve better in life?,
Will it bring back the nightmares of the white washed tomb?,
Please Lord, help me to understand, what should I do?
From thee over-ewesed too letter word 'up' wee get a lot of mileage.
It has moor meanings than any other word inn thee English language.
Without reelizing it wee weave it intwo hour daily conversashuns,
Oratshuns, knowtashuns, quotashuns, summashuns and exhortashuns!
Wee pier 'up' at thee sky butt it makes know cents two say wake 'up'!
At a meating if a topic comes 'up' wee mae bee asked two speak 'up'!
Politicians ar 'up' four election and beefour exercising wee warm 'up'!
People tend two stir 'up' trouble and wee panic when a drain plugs 'up'!
She gets gussied 'up' fore a knight out and he drives bye two pick her 'up'!
Gluttons work 'up' an appetite, gorge themselves and then throw 'up'!
Wee drive a pick 'up' and if it gets rear-anded wee get it fixed 'up'!
Wee lock 'up' thee house, cover 'up' hour tracks and make excuses 'up'!
Mom dusts 'up' thee room, warms 'up' leftovers and cleans thee kitchen 'up'!
When it reigns it clouds 'up' and when thee son comes out it clears 'up'!
When it reigns it soaks 'up' thee earth and if it doesn't reign things dry 'up'!
A joke cracks ewe 'up'. If things don't go write, yore dey's awl screwed 'up'!
Stores ar opened 'up' inn thee mourning and at knight they ar closed 'up'!
Ewe use thee dictionary two look 'up' words if there meaning is mixed 'up'!
If ewe ar 'up' two it yew mite try two think 'up' moor weighs of using 'up'!
Butt four now my time is 'up' sew eye'll shut 'up' and rap this thing 'up'!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Tatters, a tall funny clown
Is so famous in town
Always at a birthday party
Making kids extremely happy
But every trick or joke he makes
A disguise of his heartaches
Brought by his painful past
Grown at streets, feeling outcast
Parents died when he was ten
Adopted, abused and maltreated
He left home and went astray
His life went miserable everyday
Trying to cover up his sadness
Works at carnivals for madness
Entertaining people at parties
Loud laughter conceals
Within his bright costume
Are tattered clothes and soul
Struggling to hide his gloom
While trying to cheer us all
Jan 11, 2023 8.05am
This poetry contest is closed. Enter a new contest here: Poetry Contests
SECOND CHANCE
Contest Judged: 1/18/2023 1:39:00 AM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Place: 8 ( order 1,3,5,8,10, HM in multi-w)
When I was young, a coughing child
Who followed Mom’s commands
Would quickly cover up his mouth
With both his little hands.
Of course, he likely spread his germs
To all that he would touch
But years would pass and protocol
Would not change very much.
Today, however, that’s taboo.
You’ll get a nasty look
If coughs or sneezes aren’t caught
In your arm’s closest crook.
I have to thus remind myself,
(The older way’s ingrained)
But lately in my armpit
My contagion has remained.
I wonder why it took so long
To add up two and two
And decide a cough in hand contains
Some germs within that goo.
I hate this world I'm living in
I hate it to the core
I hate this world I'm living in
Can't take it anymore
The hate that sparks a genocide
Does anybody care?
The theft, the lies, the cover up
Is there much more to bear?
I hate this world I'm living in
A place where children die
Abused, neglected, underfed
The world stands idly by
I hate this world I'm living in
The constant threat of war
I hate this world I'm living in
Where is that exist door?
I hate the trafficking of souls
Who are in desperate need
I hate the leaders who are blind
By power and by greed
I hate this world I'm living in
Where animals are killed
For sport or just for appetite
My cup of wrath is filled
I hate this world I'm living in
Where sex is monitized
I hate this world I'm living in
Deceit's been digitized
And yes there are some happy times
Where sun shines through the rain
These fleeting moments are so few
The residue is pain
I hate this world I'm living in
And though I rant and rave
It will not change a single thing
I have no strength to save
And so I struggle through each day
See nightmares every night
Please make for me a world in which
The darkness turns to light
Eileen Manassian
He comes into preschool worn out, not trusting others
For he has learned he cannot trust fathers or mothers.
He is sad, sighs and quickly want to beat someone up.
He is ready to smack your hands, take away your cup.
Luckily for him, his teacher has met a similar girl or boy before.
She knows patience and love and trust must be in store.
It will not be easy, but she must help him unlearn his ways.
If he is going to make friends or have better days.
She begins to compliment him on anything she can find.
He gets angry about it, and does everything to not mind.
The dance of the child who has been told he is worthless and bad.
Before he can trust, he will get angry, and mad to cover up his sad.
I watched some news on BBC
Then turned to FOX and got a surprise
Compared what I heard on the other source
And found FOX to be full of lies
Nothing on Leavitt, Noem or Bondi
Three submissives of Trump unqualified
Just gossip and lies to offer the audience
Right leaning propaganda undignified
If you watch FOX for a little while
Wonder why they cover for a pedophile
Lying to the country with a smile
Nothing mentioned of the Epstein file
GOP cover up for their owners
Rich child molesters that are political donors
Live in fear of losing their career
Covering up for Miracle Ear.
Afraid to vote outside the box
Most of the cabinet came from FOX
The Russian asset can give two hoots
While the GOP will lick his boots
Normalizing corruption and greed
Taking away from those in need
Raiding the treasury when opportunity knocks
It might make the news but not on FOX
Silencing the media, aligning with terrorist nations
Attacking minorities with military occupations
History lessons when I was a kid
Watching him do what Hitler did
Vengeance to all who have resisted
Stopping wars that never existed
Poisonous words no time to detox
Presented as truth by the fiction of FOX
Changing the department of education
To the department of indoctrination.
Destroying the truth that is taught in schools
Backed by uneducated MAGA fools
Nothing but lies each time he talks
But it will be presented as truth by FOX
One man looking to wear a crown
Turning America upside down
No use for the poor, the elderly or the ill
No conscience at all when ordering a kill
Steal from the people when opportunity knocks
You won’t see the truth on bootlicking FOX