Long Threaten Poems
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The overwhelming noise of the world
lands on hardened ears that have learned to ignore,
tune out, and selectively seek out the tones that are pleasing
and bring solace to their tired drums
Like the sweet silence of the night,
the chirping of a lone cricket in the night,
the low croaking of the bullfrog,
a coyote's drawn out howl across the night sky
Sweet silence fills the air
soothes the soul
giving it time to recover
from the harsh discords that fill the day
easing the fears that well up inside
and threaten to wipe out my identity
Silence is a sweet surrender,
to the longing inside to be free,
wild as the hummingbird on the breeze.
In reprimand of Donald Anus Trump
(the Grand Old Party's best and choicest loser,
who sleazed and promised us he'll “drain the swamp”),
you live up to your name for there's none cruder
than you. And you behave like a male hussy
(who'd lay your daughter because she's a blonde peach),
and chirpily urge Bush to “grab [women] by
the pussy” (on video) in no figure of speech.
How to laud you our Commander-in-Chief;
when all you do is lie, distort, and threaten
your way out of the charge that you're a thief
(and fraud with whom Lord God has yet to reckon)?
And God help those children all at the border,
now dying by your executive order!
© 2019 Ngoc M. Nguyen...All Rights Reserved.
When the day is dreary and dark
And hope is next to death
Funny girl will make you laugh
Til you snort in your next breath
Entering a new situation
With groups of people all around
Funny girl will be in the center
Bringing vibration to melodic sound
When truth is hard to swallow
And choking seems so unfair
Funny girl will make you die
In hysterics 'til you forget to care
When tears threaten to spill
Down your cheeks, unbidden and unrestrained
Funny girl will change your position
Til you have giggled yourself insane
How could that be...wrong
Making people laugh is fun
Funny girl doesn't understand
Why she has no place to run
...no one wants to hear her sorrow.
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-24-2018
Married into esteem, wet blood of rubies
Eighty one ladybugs jitter over decoletage
Prince winks at my wonderment, approving
Twinkle pink flashes, silk rhubarb mirage
His newest attainment suitably adorned
Heavy with resplendent raspberry prize
Chest rise and fall, cool gems warmed
Youngest addition, other wives despise
Purple swords impale my heart, royal highs
Paraded through market bustle by monarch
Scintillation imprisons many envious eyes
Stones steal attention, status makes its mark
Gliding aside sultan, highlighted in twinkling
Sea side suite seduces snaking strawberry
Lavish lashings threaten to erase my history
Desirable princess flung far from ordinary
Chartered fingers caress coves in rapture
Lustre of pandora fulfills intrigue's voyage
Merged territories weave magic carpet capture
Traipsed mapping harbours among cleavage
Enamoured mumbles promise a hundred emeralds
Deftly, he unclasps pleasing planet neck orbiter
Molten mouth sears my shoulder, lurid liquid gold
Rallied rubies release, libation grains pour on floor
18th July 2020
Written for Julia Ward's Contest -
' I Went Shopping for Rubies'
Some people say that God's a myth,
They don't believe He's there.
Others say that if He is ,
Then He just doesn't care.
They look at all the suffering,
Throughout the world around us.
Sickness, pain, starvation, war,
It fills them with disgust,
To think that there are those of us,
Who love Him and believe,
That The Almighty Father God,
Won't leave us here bereaved.
They want to blame it all on Him,
Though they don't think He's there;
But if He does not exist,
Why do they rail and swear?
Why hate someone who isn't there,
Who does not exist?
Why waste their time and energy,
And rave and shake their fists,
Just because we love our God,
Who is a God of love;
A God who is not filled with hate,
Who doesn't push and shove.
Other people worship gods,
That they must serve in fear.
Gods who threaten certain death,
For those who fail to clear,
The hurdles set before them,
By their arduous task master;
But people think them cool because,
They're different from The Master;
He who created all things good,
Surrounded us with beauty,
And gave us total freedom
To choose to do our duty.
If my God does not exist,
I've not wasted your time.
Don't take away my freedom,
By making it a crime,
To love my God as you love yours,
For we all serve a master.
I serve a God who loves me back,
Gives peace amid disaster.
I do not have to serve Him,
In fear and trembling,
And I'm here to tell you,
Such love is humbling.
You don't believe because you can't,
Or you just don't want to.
You have your rights and I have mine,
I won't lose Him just for you.
Judy Ball
Let's not elect a President to the White House that will make religious freedom a crime.
For Frank H.'s Contest "What I Believe Is Worth Fighting For"
BLING IS THE THING!
A gold looking briefcase that glitters
And glows,
A shimmery sequin diary that likes to
Know that it shows,
Crayons of every, and any colour that
one may desire,
Small yet things that indicate that of life
I will never tire!
Adult colouring books and cartoons that
I sketch,
Continually inspire and evolve and
Fantasies fetch.
Bright coloured cushions that contrast
Yet match,
I am now in a world of daydreams,
My very own safety valve patch!
Fond memories, imagination, wishes and
Illusion,
This is the only way of keeping away
Lingering delusion,
African ornaments and trinkets I collect,
And a big bright blue evil eye to protect,
Myself and my family from evil or envy
Even a stuffed monkey wearing the colours
Of the rainbow carelessly hangs on my mothers
Coat rack, she gave it to me, it reminds
Me of her as tears roll down my face,
For this is my sanctuary, my own poetry space!
This is where I find my inspiration,
As fond memories I recall with vivid imagination!
This life may only be afforded to some
They are the ones that collect every bit of life,
Every crumb,
This is the glitz
Of life which brings out the blitz
And bling, which may sound to some, absurd,
To live life in such a colourful, imaginative world,
Almost like Peter Pan or Alice in wonderland,
These people have retained a lot of the heart
Of the child in them – My husband loves me even
More for this,
As he enters my poetry space I give him a big
Hug and kiss.
I believe what I do and how I do it, has de stressed,
My body, mind and soul,
Making sure I take in my stride stressed times, when
They call, and that threaten to take their toll!
Carbon human lives address, express ideas? debate caress'
All mammals made of carbon too' walk and live some are; confined to zoo's, a manmade place to observe
And gather; revenue in that preserve' yet now a human
Zoo is planned, with vax and chip in many lands, maybe
Worming ? with casteration.? A tax on living? The new
Sensation' your footprint eyeprint, what you may eat.? this
To be called utopia' do you find it neat? One great big zoo
Where you'll be learned, to accept without question or
You will; be spurned.' Oh what releif.' At least a choice.! To
Stand in reality, the only recourse' free will; free thought i'd
Rather choose.' than plastic inhumanity's ill fitting shoes.'
So scorn and scoff, threaten of death.' I'll stand and fight
For my right to the breadth, and the height; also the depth
Of Gods creation, all its richness its behests, in a universe
That has no end! what say you reader? What thoughts
Impend.?
ADVANCE OR GO HOME
Stay fit through the tough and rough
Flee to make out for better stuff
LIVE OR DIE
Make marks of honour in history
Never mind if no points stain your mystery
HELL OR ROME
Managing laughter a force face
Presenting visitors with no beast trace
ROPE OR TIE
Frustration gearing a wish for suicide
Lie down a dream of infant to avoid homicide
ADVANCE OR GO HOME
LIVE OR DIE
HELL OR ROME
ROPE OR TIE
KISS OR SIGH
Pretence is the genesis of earthly love
Suspicion is the revelation of earthly above
OR FINGER
Sex is no play to some
You finger(play) it; no peaceful home
CHILL OR CRY
While toughness hang
Her stillness is outside a cruel tongue
HEAT OR LINGER
Chooses to remain yet faithful
No storm but still being artful
KISS OR SIGH
OR FINGER
CHILL OR CRY
HEAT OR LINGER
SETTLE OR FLOAT
Got a pride in marriage
Yet always gallant to disparage
READY OR FLIRT
Commitment lacking in heart
Lagging so deceitful in mind's desire a hit
TAKE OR GIVE
Ready to take chief; her ultimate
Insisted you leave not; divorce she hate
MAKE OR LEAVE
She jugs like staging her stay
If so relax, black hair will color grey
SETTLE OR FLOAT
READY OR FLIRT
TAKE OR GIVE
MAKE OR LEAVE
SCAM OR SCOPE
Roam like a caring wife
Foam as a freeman scouting knife
BREAD OR RICE
Lives locally
Always admire living nationally
PATIENCE OR ELOPE
You see poise in your spouse
Ready to say goodbye to your house
SELFISHNESS OR SACRIFICE
Regret is a treat so threaten
Requiring improvement so lengthen
SCAM OR SCOPE
BREAD OR RICE
PATIENCE OR ELOPE
SELFISHNESS OR SACRIFICE
BACHELOR OR MINSTER
A new young good man
Respect for the church oath counted fun
POVERTY OR LIBERTY
A rough start and desirable end
A good morning and an awful night's trend
SUPPORTER OR FIGHTER
What's important to do in pair
Two working singly out flair
PROPERTY OR ENTIRETY
Aiming at inheritance off permission
Freedom okay for both ambition
BACHELOR OR MINSTER
POVERTY OR LIBERTY
SUPPORTER OR FIGHTER
PROPERTY OR ENTIRETY
Unanswered rhetorical silly questions
Seek and confirm
While you wish for actions
Has it happens at home; it do happen also in political realm
~I don't need, In case you haven't heard~
I don't need to strip for no crown, unless you desire large breast
Casarah, there's no need to be deluded by money hungry psychics,
Reading leaves from a tea cup, a misguided fortune of bribes
Can't you see satin gold already streams through my veins
It's not about wanting it bad or how low I would go
I don't need to threaten you or order dominoes
Never would I clean or do your chores,
Rather, I bet you look good dressed as a French Maid
Cleaning and writing around the beauty of everything
Forget the honorable mention, I want first place
This is your week, blank out the pretenders, fakers and haters
They will never have your back once the contest close
As for me, you've been on my dinner plate, since day one
I don't need a grammar base pen, rhyme pattern to win
What I got is hotter, by far the best rates on everything
I don't need Jan to be my friend, Andrea, to address me with a hello
What I have is satisfaction and loyalty everywhere I go.
I got flaws hotter than the sun, strutting my stuff just for you
No need to scratch my back, what we need is a back massage for two
Calgon will give us the youth Greek Gods can't top in 60 seconds
Unwrap yourself from Broken vines, it's time you deal with--
a moon as gold as every word you ever poured from your pen
Let's enjoy the Groveling moon, together we can enslave and take control
You don't need a genie lamp, you are worth more than diamonds and pearls
Together we can toss that lamp back into the Silent of the shadows
Before, greed becomes a misery --- Casarah darling
I got to admit 1,000.000.000 dollars sounds decent
Too bad, Michael's check bounced before it had a chance
Together let's take these sweet little bribes and make the world of it
Flip the bird, burn down all abandon houses
Built another strong community, wait, something is amiss!
Someone owes a gambling debt, coming to you with casino chips
Casarah, I'm not trying to please your mind, or give voice to my bride
I don't NEED to give what you already earn in your honest way
What I want is to win, no attorney needed - I rest my case
Love the Poet Destroyer
Growing weeds are any gardener's abomination.
My lawn mower appears to want to stay in hibernation.
I can't seem to get the old motor to run.
This is frustrating, and making me come undone.
The municipality says the grass is too high today.
They threaten to send a summons and fine my way.
I want to exterminate all the dandelions and chickweed.
Crabgrass and wild onions are also things I don't need.
There are other undesirable things on the lawn like clover.
They have proliferated themselves just about all over.
What I want is a nice thick green lawn.
When that is accomplished, my life can go on.