Long Quotable Poems
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A smorgasboard of wonderful poets grace Poetry Soup's pages.
There is always something to enchant, stimulate and entertain for ages.
An easy choice for my taste, to pick the standout one, very special.
To pick a favorite there is nothing for my mind to wrestle.
Every poet is special, to expose their thoughts and ideas online.
My choice for poet exrordanaire is Terry Ireland, his poems are so fine.
His rhyming stories, exceptional, each poiniant message is intentional.
Every line notable, and many of his picturesque phrases, are quotable.
A likeness to Banjo Patterson is constantly confounding, it's astounding.
Terry's humour is distinctive, a laugh and a chuckle, as I read - it's instinctive.
On Soup, a stand-out individual, his poetry always engrossing and original.
As good as any Aussie poet you hear of. Contests, Terry stays well clear of.
He may not be known to new one's here, he has been a poet for many a year.
Read the poems from this man from Hull, I promise they will never be dull.
A crusader for fairness and the true English way, never shy to have his say.
He can wrap an issue in fun and laughter, the poignant message comes after.
Sometimes a tender worded love song, will be his forte for you to read along,
Then maybe a powerfull political statement captivates with words so strong.
Did I mention? if a word doesnt rhyme, he will invent one with full intention.
Humour being a trait of the English, his nationality isn't hard to distinguish.
It was a delight the day I discovered this Brit's poetry so to my liking.
His association with returned vets reminissing his tales, so striking.
If a genie offered me the gift of talent, it would be my delight.
I would choose to have the ability to create the poems like Terry can write.
It's my pleasure to guide those that havent yet found his special qualities.
To all my wonderful talented poet friends, for picking Terry - no apologies.
Shutdown Day 21
The White House
Demolishing what was supremely notable
A wrecking of a Ship Of State unseemly quotable
East wing amidst the devils wings
A First Lady has in it blingy things
Like Blackbeard’s filthy lucre
The sea's treasure troves hook her
Taken the cargo of what it once stood for
Torn apart brick by brick a democracy we implore
Left is nothing but its shell
Fill it with devils’ gold and chime your bell
The Ballroom
Is it he and his faithful spouse
recreating a King’s Palace madhouse
How she yearns for a ballroom
A yearning for a youthful—not for a content trophy groomed
His words we could hardly construe
Music to his ears nonetheless he’ll delude
that the funding be all His,
certainly not the people’s that is
You can’t pull the wool over His subjects' eyes,
sprinkling a few pennies about—not our millions He lies
Ring The Alarm
Authoritarianism is here! Enforcing obedience
to authority at the expense of freedom with fear
Because He shreds the Constitution
Should He be granted some royal absolution?
Or let Him be the mad King George the Third
and declare Him unfit but fated to rule the herd
Bulldozing our regret
For His Marie Antoinette
Already losing their heads
Over (meaningless) shreds
Loyal is His henchman Ingrassia,
who evokes his Nazi streak of nausea
Wishing MLK Jr’s holiday to the circle of hell
As a Vice President shrugs his shoulders and sighs oh well
Whistleblowers you best beware,
This nominee bidder does not care
The People’s House
Tis isn't the modernization which rankles me,
it’s non-participation or permissions by the free
He molests ‘Our House’ —His temporary abode
Let our defiance find strength and our resolve unfold
Don't count your days, make your days count for lost time is never again found.
If you want to see rainbows don't stare at the ground.
When everyone else walks out a friend will be first to walk in.
One finds a true treasure when one finds a true friend.
One ounce of Mother equals one pound of clergy.
Her love and concern will lessen your worry.
A teacher is paid to teach us to make a living but we learn how to live at home.
Teach a child honor and good common sense and he'll make you proud when he's grown.
It's better to attempt to do something and fail,
Than attempt to do nothing and prevail.
If God is your partner make big plans,
For when God is your partner the future is grand.
If your lips would keep from slips five things observe with care,
To Whom you speak, Of Whom you speak and How and When and Where.
Don't expect your kids to listen to your advice and ignore your example.
The way that you live gives ample example.
Life is what happens while your making other plans.
Be wise and prepare so through storms you can stand.
When opportunity knocks by some uncanny quirk,
It oft goes unrecognized it so resembles work.
Actions speak louder than words, it's true.
Though they doubt what you say folks believe what you do.
Well timed silence is more eloquent than words.
Folks who talk too much often go unheard.
If you keep your mouth shut you won't be misquoted.
The dog who barks the most is the one on the shortest chain.
We are prepared for great deeds by great trials.
What shouldn't be heard by little ears shouldn't be said by big mouths.
God's people are not without trial, nor are they without their God amid the trial.
Jigsaw puzzle patchwork:
Verses that I love —
Bound by a stern code;
Quotable quotes saved:
In mellow memory —
A quilt of earthly scents;
Rhyme and time and chime:
Flavours of seasons past —
Chronicles of tales unfurl;
Espresso moments divine:
Double, triple, many servings —
Coffee and caffeine conversations;
Rise and shine and style:
Smiles to match fond grace —
Gratitude prompts attitude;
If only I can see easy:
The true me beyond fancy —
Lift canopy above my soul;
Heart and mind attest thus:
What body holds sacred —
A certain immortality;
Knowing what I know then:
Now makes knowing nothing real —
Empty this vacuum now;
Yet more and more floods to fill:
A certain empty feel —
Feels even more than more;
Paradox of a human:
Being in conflict with contrast mad —
Crazy beyond wordy description;
So much About Me is at least:
That I do not yet know more —
Perhaps that works the best;
For in my end I see:
My starting point entrench —
Knowing nothing at best;
So my journey journal jest:
Writes of many cites bite —
Rites of unfinished business;
Dying to live thus:
I die as flesh must die —
Fly into the timeless sigh...
Leon Enriquez
06 February 2018
Singapore
He who draws beautiful eyes
is a beautiful person.
Beyond the pinnacle of arts
is the hand of God.
He who speaks slowly
is the most fearsome person.
He who speaks his native tongue
is a nationalist.
He who laugh first
laugh last.
He who loves his wife
loves his mother.
He who looks the horizon
is a lover by heart.
He who love wines
speaks the truth.
He who love people
loves to negotiate.
He who loves beauty
knows how to appreciate.
He who forgive
forget enemies.
He who kiss check
knows how to betray.
He who love small details
love wisdom.
He who love life
is an Earthling human.
"But love's a malady without a cure. ~ John Dryden"
Love is indeed a malady, greatest malady of all
Since birth we all whine for love
And exclusive love we want from others.
All for love wars have been fought,
endless crime happens
Acids are thrown, rapes occur, murder is done....
Many suffer from depression
But what is love?
How many of us are certain?
Selfish wish to be pampered obeyed and served when young
Selfish desire to acquire someone charming and good
Desire to be the most important in eyes of someone
Desire to be loved and cared
Is this love I ask?
Love is divine blissful feeling
Which is positive and joy giving
Deep desire to see someone happy
To serve that person the best of our ability
Without thinking of oneself
Absolutely no desire, wants, expectations
Only wishing to give without any desire to receive
Such is true love
Mostly parents exhibit it
In name of love, to acquire it
Millions are sad on earth
Love is indeed the greatest malady on earth.
Premier contest winner 6th position
Date: 10/14/2020
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Sponsor Regina McIntosh
Love's a malady without a cure - John Dryden
STILL IN MY HEAD
I tried; I really did,
To get you out of my head.
Told myself it wasn’t the end of the world.
Said I could live without you;
There were plenty more fish in the sea;
And all those other cliches
People use to give comfort.
Perhaps you were right, I thought,
Maybe you weren’t the girl for me.
But you were. I knew you were
“Just forget me,” you said as you walked away.
“You have your whole life ahead of you.”
And that’s what worries me.
My whole life without you.
I tried, I really did.
But love’s a malady without a cure
12th October 2020
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Sponsor - Regina McIntosh
Feeling very trapped
Dungeon canary getting ready to be zapped
Proceed down a level
Only giving a quotable shovel
Building a winning case
In a better place
Riding in a vehicle to transfer
Something in the air had a stir
“Face the gunners mate
Tonight is the date
Do not worry about the sky points
You will not lose em in the Emirates joint”
As for the new castle that was united
Confident acting armored and knighted
Plan to invade the gold sands
Metal detectors in the hand
Mr. Bourne shouted from the mouth
“Why are you heading south?
To pick our bloody cherries
In order to pour your chalices and be merry”
A royal not in a hurry
Answered, “No we want to know what you have buried “
Before the match
Mr. Bourne wondered about the catch
Wanting to fry the whole batch
“A royal meal
Sounds like a good deal”
Stepping off the bus
Convicted canary had no fuss
Ready to take the arsenal aim
Realizing it is just high profile fame
Feeling very calm
Taking the threat made by the cannon ball bomb
Puttering on the beach
Deciding on a lesson to teach
Magpies treasure uncovered a tasteful test
Carrying all the ingredients that were in the chest
Claiming their pies are the best
Mr. Bourne watched in content
Reaching his one goal that he meant
In the flavor went
Deceptive dessert destined to be sent
Baked by mag the pie
Well decorated and that was no lie
Placed in a box
Addressed “Thackray now having Goldie locks”
Arriving home seeing the gift
This gave the west ham and nice lift
Reading the attached letter
That stated you will play better
Table saw a movement that counted three
Jumping over the buzzing bees
Hornets now behind
Closer to relegation time
After eating the treat
Ever so sweet
With a accompanied wine
Temptation that was divine
Not able to decline
In the end Thackray shirt turned color Claret
Due to the after dinner drink that was a perfect pair it
Thackray thought this was good and fun
Before a thought came to her when she was done
Appointment book said Sunday meeting at St James
Playing a game
Letting out a gigantic gastric bubble
Saying “Uh oh I am a west ham in big trouble”
You haven’t found among notable faces
Or even quotable phrases
Any bankable aces
Even as your appetite chases
Though the teaching remains taught
The pursuits remain unsought
For many hearts resist being wrought
By the Blood of Christ, by which we are bought
Through the years of evasiveness and quiet
The loud silence births the disquiet
And the feared epitome is yet
If is not fed the moral diet
The screams near their outburst
But will be ushered by their first
Breaking into a unison of thirst
And the fear of the excruciating worst
But the scripture places in our palms
The quenching word and refreshing psalms
That are the most soothing of balms
Assuring the calmest of calms
As the farmer takes stock of his herds
Sowing seed and chasing birds
So must the evangelist do with his words
Treading the truth within its girds
If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door. ~ Milton Berle
I needed a job-money and more,
I knocked on door after door.
All doors were closed,
now what will I do.
I will be brave,
I will build a door.
The door will be built out of,
learning-reading and floral school.
A business I will start,
my creativity will take me through the door.
Date Written: 10/9/2020
Note: True story. I opened a flower and gift shop.
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Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh