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They do not move a muscle
Nor give unto their fears
But contemplate their carnage
Have you even not, one tear
Had I known you like I do now
You wicked callous beast
I never would have shown you
That my heart was in your reach
When the first drop of precious blood
Impacts upon this ground
I swear I’ll not forgive you
And by the Gods I’ll strike you down
But could we not turn, this tide
And you and I once more
Find the love sent from about
And do, as we adore
NO, cause you insist to make my wish
Lie broken on the floor
And wear a glove while touching love
Just like a filthy whore
Don’t think the Gods won’t notice
You’re defiled and you’re sick
By using love to hide behind
To pull this dirty trick
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Ah, to one trick there’s another
And I possess my share
Be patience and I’ll show you
What can happen to your lair
With cunning and with cruelty
My counsel will evoke
A very cunning plan
That would make Poseidon choke
I will converse, with Apollo
To have the sun replace the moon
So therefore catch a tan
If it’s possible, by noon
Then I’ll call on my Seamstress
To sew me something smart
With these hand made silver boots
This is Fashion’s off the charts
Of course all my solders
Will be dressed up in their best
Tunics will be optional
And so might the rest
We will decorate the beach
With a bonfire and some torches
So the enemy can watch
While they’re lounging on their porches
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Send a ship down to the tropics
I think seafood would be nice
And one up to the artic
To fetch all some ice
I know some Greek dancing songs
We’ll get the band to play
And I’ll maybe sing a solo
To melt, their hearts away
Cause no one, but no one
Puts a party on like me
And makes the end to every war
A spectacle to see
When things start dieing down
Very late at night
We all crawl to our ships
And we’ll put out the lights
We give them the impression
We’re all drunk and going home
This should make them feel relieved
That we’re leaving them alone
But that is when we pull
The oldest trick, found in the book
With a sinister contraption
This deception’s off the hook
To Be Continued.................
Don't promise me or say things that you don't really mean
Don't say that you love me and then start to act obscene
Don't promise me a fairytale, and that I will be your Queen
Don't say it's forever then run off with some young teen
Never get my hopes up and then dash them to the ground
I might not get over it if you kick me when I'm down
Never promise and not deliver there is no 2nd round
One day you may look for me and I'm nowhere to be found
Don't play with my feelings I am not your pocketbook
Then try to walk away as if I let you off the hook
Don't promise me you'll repay me so I finance your chores
Then leave me alone without a home because I helped with yours
Maybe your intentions were well meant as you once said
But your word was never heard except inside my head
Promised me the light then left me in the dark
Feeling like the jackalope that did not make it to the Ark
Once your word is spoken, it should not be taken back
Your given word is not lightly heard so best you keep track
One day it may mean the difference between someone’s life or death
But if your word isn't worth a turd their life won't be worth jack
People are pretenders dressing up for their own games
One day they find their in a bind and still push anyway
Maybe they will read this or perhaps their time has past
They play their play and go away - forget what happened last
If your Word is worthless, said only for your own gain
A trail of disappointment, do you even feel ashamed?
It is of your own making and there is no one else to blame
Start right now repair the trail and redeem your family name
If you promise someone - you should try to follow through
Do your best - put it to the test this isn't something new
There was an old saying that I've heard a thousand times
You are only as good as your word, THE WORD YOU STAND BEHIND
Decided to write about the ills of the world.
Perhaps I'd need a bigger forum
for such a vast undertaking.
Now let me see, where should I start,
with the Neanderthals?
Well, methinks nothing much has changed
since we became “civilized”.
Wow! That was quite a stretch,
The word civilized is open to interpretation.
In my wee brain, it means
acting in a civilized manner towards
our fellow *****sapiens.
Listening to the six o'clock news any day
and you'd be hard pressed to find
any examples of civilized behaviour.
Is it just the mood I'm in today?
NO! It's been like this since the dawn of time.
I absolutely DO NOT UNDERSTAND!!!
Can we justify it by saying.
“It's who we are... a combative species?”
There, that let's us off the hook.
With today's modern technology
methinks it will only get worse.
We will all become detached from our feelings,
robotic like the mechanical creatures
that will some day be the rue of mankind.
I don't want to be around to see it!
© Jack Ellison 2015
I’m not string, I’m not spaghetti
And I’m certainly no yeti
With a bit more evolution
Could have been a John Paul Getty
But I love to make you squirm
Cos I’m just a wriggly worm
Yes I’m smaller than a human
But far bigger than a germ
Children often giggle
when they watch me wiggle wiggle
It’s actually a wriggle
But I wouldn’t want to niggle
But when I slither slither
They run off hither thither
For sometimes its just fun but
sometimes fear that I deliver
I was living in the park
In my tunnel nice and dark
From the sound of those vibrations
Kids up top had quite a lark
Well I should have stayed down deep
But I came up for a peep
Then I caught a rapid movement
And got captured by a creep
So he dropped me in a tin
My wife and kids already in
So I swelled up nice and thick
Cos my wife and kids were thin
So when he had a look
It was I - the worm he took
And now I’m slowly drowning
While I wriggle on his hook
But then I see a chance
And I take a second glance
I can’t believe I see
Some wartime ordinance
So I jiggled and I shook
And I wriggled off the hook
It was in a former life
That I’d read a wartime book
And so my plan well made
I hooked up the hand grenade
And said a quick Hail Mary
At the ticking sound it made
Sometimes it’s a win win
My family’s safe inside a tin
As I give the line a tug
And he reels his tackle in
8/11/17
Not yet a pundit
But I'll reach the top of many summits
Before I kick the bucket
Going after anything I covet
They sometimes say easy does it
Not going to stress myself out about any what if's
I'm not one to pass judgment
And I won't always come out triumphant
No intention to postpone
I came to kill two birds with one stone
On my own
Near and far away from home
And anywhere else I roam
Or comb
Regardless of if the location is well-known
Still many different talents and skills to hone
If you don't believe me, you will if you look into my eye's and hear my tone
Involving similar and different habits
There usually was a method to my madness
Whether or not through the use of an atlas
And apparatus
In the daylight or pitch blackness
Do you hate or love to cook?
Do you realize how much it really took
By oneself or with help and input
Not going to find it in many if any books
Something I will never forsook or overlook
Innocent people wrongfully convicted and some crooks easily let off the hook
DIG THE GROOVE MAN, IT'S MIGHTY HIGH/
MILES, KEROUAC, BLOWIN’ WORD JAZZ NOTES, TO THE SKY/ LET’S GET DOWN 2IT/KEROUAC INNOVATIVE, REVOLUTIONARY WORD JAZZ WITH STRINGS/MILES AT THE BLACK HAWK, MAN, WHAT A SCENE/
JACK AND MILES WALKED THE WALK AND TALKED THE COOL HIP JAZZ TALK/
NO BLUE MOODS HERE/JUST HIGH NOTES OF WORD SPEAK AND BE-BOP, MILES COOL/
MAN, I’M INTO THIS JAZZ SCENE SO DEEP CRATE DIGGIN’ 4 VINYL ON THE WEEKENDS IS MY GIG/ LOOKIN’ 4 BLUE NOTE JEMS IN THE BENS/SAY BABY WHACHA SAY? / SHE’S ON 2 MILES ALL THE WAY/ SO DIG WHAT MILES SAYS IN HIS RASPY VOICE/ LIKE I GOTTA GETS GOIN’ TO A LATE-NIGHT JAM WITH MONK, DIZ, AND TRANE/I’M OFF THE BANDSTAND, WILL SOMEBODY CALL ME A CAB? /LIKE I’M OUTTA HERE, LIKE YESTERDAY/ (GUITAR SOLO)
TOP DOWN RIDE DEX’S BLASTIN’ FROM THE CAR RADIO/ THE COAST HIGHWAY LEADS THE WAY/ MILES REMANES HIP 2 THIS DAY/ BEAT POETS DIGGIN’ DEEP INTO THE NU BE-BOP SOUNDS THEIR WORDS FLOTIN’ HIGH ON WEED, COKE, AND RYE/ LIKE A CIRCUS ACT FIFTY FEET HIGH/ SO WHAT MILES SAYS, MAN, I GOTTA BOOK 2 A SWINGIN’ LATE NITE PARTY THAT’S OFF THE HOOK/ (ORGAN SOLO) KENNY CLARK, HERBE HANDCOCK, AND DAVE HOLLAND MAKING THE ROUNDS IN HARLEM SURE NUFF/ BACK BEAT 50’S JAZZ SWINGIN’ WITH JAZZ WORDS/ STEVE ALLEN HAD KEROUAC ON HIS TV SHOW/ GOT HEADS BOPPIN’ THAT NIGHT/ MAN, THINK IF MILES HIT THAT SCENE/ KEROUAC, MILES, AND STEVE ALLEN/ HORN PLAYIN’, WORD SAYIN’/ PANO PLAYIN’ SET/ SO WHAT DOES MILES SAY?/ I GOTTA BOOK OUTTA HEAR/LIKE MAN, SPLIT THE SCENE/REAL GONE BABY/ LIKE NOW…
"Wrapped"
(Verse 1)
Swaddled, cuddled
Oooohhhh I feel snuggled
Warmth of a heart
Where do I start
Feeling so safe
Don't want to leave this place
But I know got to get up
Can't live my life tucked (tucked)
Hanging on barely by a strap
I need to be re wrapped
(Chorus)
Falling out of a place
With myself I did not chase
Chase my dreams
By any means (means)
So where do I see
Where do I look (look)
Don't want to be left off the hook
No longer trapped
Just want to be wrapped
(Verse 2)
Wrapped in myself
With no excuses
Loving me for me
Time to get use to this
Where has all this come from
People thought i would
Stay down huh?
I want to succeed
Please here my plead
Let go of my wants
Focus on my needs
I need to do better
And that's the truth
In speaking out to the youth
You got time to fix it (fix it)
So cut the crap
And get re wrapped
(Chorus)
Falling out of a place
With myself I did not chase
Chase my dreams
By any means (means)
So where do I see
Where do I look (look)
Don't want to be left off the hook
No longer trapped
Just want to be wrapped
(Hook)
Trade in my circumstances and trials (and trials)
Go after me for a while (a while)
Listen to where my heart goes
No matter what life may throw
Get on the right track
No switching lanes
Because it's me I'm going to change
But I'm changing for myself
With Jesus he's my help
Talking through tip tap
I want to be wrapped
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by : Concetta Hardnett
3/10/2015
My imagination can run wild, from fairy tales to lions that don't smile. Can you imagine being in a fairy tale, where all the knights in armor were for sale. Can you imagine in my dreams the lions don't smile, the lions all got eaten by the crocodiles. Can you imagine by day-night or a book, my imagination is always working and never off the hook.
Date Written: 1/24/2021
4 Place Can You Imagine - Any form Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Contest Judged:1/27/2021
MISS CARLINA
Hey, dearly Miss Carlina,
your beauty radiates inner
and settles amicably on the outer.
Your vibes strike hard from distance,
And paint the colours of romance.
I welcome the allure your looks pose;
Joy is the fragrance your personality ooze
Inside out, your beauty shows.
Inside me, this feeling grows.
Maybe 'ts your hair, your outlook,
or your flare that took me off the hook
But most definitely it's your smiles,
Gosh! It's an aura even from miles.
In fear of the sunshine there lies
the lotus flower which trembles,
your strides turn both heads & tables.
Your beauty strikes off the hook.
Whenever I surf the net & Facebook,
looking out for your posts is my addiction,
they're needed in my vocabulary & diction.
You bloom & glow with(out) silver lining,
lookin' happier with e'ry pic sparkling & shining.
You exude grace with the perfect oval face.
I bask in your day's extendible preface.
Hello Miss Carlina Fulgern,
Swing to calypso & the rave of Naija Fuji,
dance to the rhythm of your favourite hit.
I'd play you b'day songs, R'n'B or Afrobeat,
Send you videos and funny skits
just to make your day & spill over till the next.
I'd gift you a garden of full green.
Curiosity gets the best of my smiles & grin
whenever I sight you from this internet world.
Never let your head be casted downward
cos a mustered smile is assuring than mere words.
Just like stems, continue to grow upwards.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Form: Rhyme
Copyright ©? April 16th 2023
Dedicated to: Carlina Fulgern.
I may have been bullied
and I may have been slandered
but I ain’t no pussy
or a backdoor bandit
with desperate standards
alike feeble cowards
sieving slander
needing power
their grace honour and pride abandons
allowing lows below lowest chartered
shameless disgraces devour unburdened
humans are objects to the heartless
alike a tool with no value
moulded to be cruel
sneaky not sinew
false and feeble
snipers claiming their warrior
far from the battling hell
slyly aiming the field of rioters
cowardice of a perplexing scale
stabbing backs just too stab backs
safely camouflaged never stabbed back
simple safe stuff no planning no map
you failed I quit wanted me sacked
now thinking you live off the hook
strike back straight why would I wait
Friday night drinking you have a look
when I control your mental state
references for John Anthony weren't given hmm,
still I got the job,
lied to get the current wage you're living on,
still have a job? you do not
I'll tell your employer
and it'll be joy,
I'll be the life destroyer
you'll be my toy
I may have been bullied
and I may have been slandered
but I'm in no hurry
to reap the advantage