Long Repelling Poems

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Pet Peeves

A dog took a dump near the bench where I’m sitting.
The owner stood by ‘til his dog was done ting,
Then lazily did a poor job with his scooping,
Thus leaving the smelly remains of the pooping.

A breeze came along and the odor came drifting.
I tried with my body to block it by shifting,
Without any luck, so I’m stuck here with smelling
A scent that my senses find rather repelling.

Oh, walkers of canines, please note your surroundings
And give it your best picking up your pet’s moundings.
You should be aware that the remnants you’re leaving
Are causing your neighbors a little pet peeving.
dog
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Death of the Ego

I never thought they would figure me out
How could they find me in the layers of illusion?
I never thought one could completely turn about
So many pleasures, I kept them in confusion

Now after all these years, it has come to this
I push the same buttons, but their minds start to think
They’ll kill their ego in their search for pure bliss
I flash the bright lights, they don’t even blink

They’ve turn to a silence, and peace as they start
Repelling my luring by turning their backs
Inside they are peering, down deep in their hearts
They’re through with my lust, they see what it lacks

It was a great run, we sure had some fun,
I’m crucified like Christ; they now live through God’s Son.
© Bill Baker  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Lipstick

I got this glittery, ruby-red, smudge-proof lipstick the other day 
and I really have to say technology is what separates us from the apes.

Well, technology and hair.. and.. - ok, let’s not dwell on the ape thing.

Remember when lipstick smeared like news-print? Well, neither do I - it was one of those old-timey things you hear about somewhere like phone-booths, CDs and smart republicans.

What about the young teenage girls who aren’t supposed to wear lipstick - who put it on, in the morning, at their locker, at school only to discover - seconds before their mom picks them up - that it's practically non-removable?  Try hiding your lips from your mom.

I want breath-freshening, pizza flavored, jerk-repelling, morning-after-pill lipstick - that glitters, irrisistably, like cotton candy 5ex.

*snort* If men wore lipstick I’m sure we’d have all that by now.

Premium Member Sunrise

In hues that hint at pink and gold,
an edge develops in the black.
Then pushing up there at the fold,
a stunning disc begins its track.

A sliver-pierced pastoral scene,
a shriek, if color had a sound…
Startling, indeed, but pure and clean,
birthed from the earth, pushed from the ground.

The disc has now become a ball,
borne up by some repelling force.
As all are captured in its thrall,
it launches on its charted course.

In seemingly unending ways,
the sun brings light into our days.

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I labeled this a sonnet, as it has the traditional rhyme scheme of an English sonnet (abab cdcd efef gg), but the lines are all iambic tetrameter, so technically, it isn't, I suppose.
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member We Fall To Rise

we reflect in horror at our deep rooted prejudice 
involuntarily according preference to sensory delight
shifting subtly even in amidst layered shadows of dark
seeking enhancement of impulses impelled by lower mind
deselecting innocent souls with whom ego does not identify
signalling bondage by so intuitively judging by appearance
with class consciousness invisibly labelling human forms
reflecting in hearts silent murmurs countenance mirrors
shrouding our auric field in love repelling devilishness 
divine love steering us for consciousness correction
urging us to seek healing resting in the cave of heart
surrendering all past conditioning ingrained deep within
relying upon Gods hand to guide us through the labyrinth 
that we may vaporise identity in entirety as a hollow shell
magnetised in fullness by His all encompassing grace
swirling currents renewing in unbroken continuum 
transmuting our soul into higher octaves of light

17-June-2021


Bird of Courage

In my garden, many trees were planted to grow
In the middle, one stood tall and beautiful
Its green leaves and size gave me pride
For with courage I sweated to feed it

Into it, from all corners flew and sat
Many more weaved for their eggs to lay 
A shelter for the eggs to lay and hatch fledgelings
With courage, day and night the birds toiled 

No birds’ nests the tree hated
In the branches, many were dangling
Majority fell off under a strong wind
The coward birds abandoned the tree

Unscathed was one nest inside the branches
To the father weaver, it gave hope
To allow it to survive, the wind will stop
And no more birds will venture in this shrub  

Mother and father birds will join to celebrate
Their wings, they will flap; they will hum 
For their nest endured the fate
The winds are over to live another time

Repelling nest will live an amazing moment
For through hurdles some perished
As their hope vanquished in the universe 
To rejoice the weavers, fledgelings will mature
Birds of courage will never abandon such a fight

Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Form: ABC

The Amazing Use of a Magnet

The earliest record of magnets was in 600BC when Greek philosopher Thales of Miletus used the term ‘lodestone’, which refers to a naturally occurring magnet. However, according to Greek mythology, magnetism was first discovered around 4000 years ago by a shepherd named Magnes, whose shoe nail got stuck to a magnetite rock.

Sharks have sensory pores on their heads that helps them detect lunch. By attaching magnets to fishing nets sharks are thrown off, repelling them from snacks already caught in the net.
 A magnetic window cleaner is a two-part tool that magnetically clamps on each side of windowpane. 
 Magnets are used to increase oxygen in the blood and reduce blood pressure
They are also used to clean up oil spills, and during MRI's,
you can also find them in a paper clip. 
In TMS, it is used to fight depression.  It acts as an electronic woodpecker 
to help fight depression.  
Magnetic Silly Putty is used to test underwater pipes and structures for damage. It has also been used in vending machines.  Even dogs, like other animals, are affected by the Earth’s magnetic field and often choose to poop on the north-south axis.
So, there you go, magnets of every kind.  Drawing us to the conclusion 
that we need magnets in our lives.  Including the magnetic force of 
spirituality, passion and love to say the least. 


Oct 25, 2022
Form: Narrative

The Ice Queen

If I could hear your thoughts and words unspoken
If I could put the smile back on your face
If I could mend that heart so sorely broken
If I could feel I’m truly in the race 

If I could only tear down your defences
If I could make your demons disappear
If I could reawaken long dead senses
If I could stay and kiss away a tear

If I could wave a wand and make you whole
If I could win your heart, and make it mine
If I could dust the cobwebs from your soul
If I could just reverse the hands of time

But, the ice Queen in her castle high residing
Repelling all advances on her heart
All feelings and emotions she is hiding
And I know, that it is time for us to part
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

On the Shuttle

The shuttle travels back and forth,
Grand Central to Times Square.
Since they’re the only stops it makes,
You’re either here or there.

The ride is barely long enough
For any thoughts to sprout,
‘Cause in a minute, maybe two,
The doors will spit you out.

But in my car today, there was
A sleeping man who reeked;
If he had used deodorant,
It long ago had peaked.

I wonder just how many times
He’d traveled forth and back,
Repelling all but those
Whose sense of smell they seemed to lack.

The city grabs your senses
In a way not very subtle.
The proof of that was there today,
Malodoring the shuttle.
Form: Rhyme

Mesmerized

Written By: D. Collins 1/12/2017


I can mesmerize you before I truly come out.
Then, you will know what I am really about.
Articulation is just one of my strong suits.
But, don't get it twisted, I will come right at you.


You may not like the words that come off my tongue.
But, I carry a big stick and a big 'ole gun.
So, whosoever out there that has a problem with that.
Please meet me on the other side of the tracks.


I'm a professional brotha with a streak of dirt.
And, I really don't mind putting in a little work.
I could turn that into my after hours hobby.
Repelling down into an upscale lobby.


That is how easy a person could be mesmerized.
And, the last thing they would show is silver-dollar eyes.
Because, they know the reason you are actually there.
An unexpected situation, with no time to prepare.
Form: Sonnet

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