Written By: D. Collins 6/14/25
In red states only does deportation get a pass.
In those states only did Trump reach out and ask.
It should be very clear his constituents made a point.
They're "carved-out" of policy where other people aren't.
Once all "illegal aliens" are shipped off to somewhere else.
What makes people of color think that they won't be next?
It doesn't take a real genius to see what this is all about.
To turn this country back into the slavery of the south.
As long as you have "service skills" you're allowed to stay.
Working for farmers in the field and still get underpaid.
For those working in construction deportation is just fine.
Because most of the work crosses into the blue state lines.
I've moved my chair closer
I've walked by purposely
I've made a point to look for you
To see where you might be
And when I finally found you
Behold, inside of me
Were lots of little butterflies
Dancing joyously
I had to try to calm them down
Not done so easily
I had to make them promise
That if I set them free
They wouldn't get all crazy
They wouldn't let you see
How much effect you had on them
And to what degree
I understand those butterflies
And with them do agree
Around you I get overjoyed
My heart you hold the key
Imagine if it came to pass
Like Daisy and Billy?
Both of us together make
Great music, as in "we"
Without you I won't do it
Let this be my decree
I only want you Bluebird
You're my cup of tea
Quite a statement to make
but Einstein was prone to them
he always makes one think deep
so you need your mind kept open
everyone thinks a genius isn't them
something greatly marvelous surely
not the ordinary things of life
but the simple things makes one securely
Take the simple illustration of a fish
if that fish could actually climb a tree
now the thought of it I know is nonsense
so why waste time for its sheer ability
Now the fish would live its life
thinking how stupid can I really be
many a bear and monkey does this
but not me for I need water you see
So old Albert has made a point
when you think through his quote
everyone has its own place to live
these fish love to swim under your boat
Quote:
(" Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.")
- Albert Einstein (1879- 1955)
I ate no goodies for a year
lost weight as fast as others put it on
sixty-four pounds gone
did it one of the worst possible ways
ate lettuce
drank water
for a year
nothing else passed my lips
my tiny waist was laughable
my mother offered to make me a suit
she did, and it was marvelous except way too small
I laughed when I saw it.
That’s a baby suit, I told her. I cannot wear that!
The waist was only twenty-eight inches.
my mother had measured wrong!
She told me to try it.
The waist was too big; I could spin the skirt.
my mother had made a point
while I was seeing myself heavy
others knew I was starving myself
I began to eat
Some go for metal
Others prefer Bach
Some prefer jazz
others like rock
Saw Black Sabbath and survived
Now I think their music is really "jive"
Hip - hop now reviews the airwaves
Hendrix made a point with his "Purple Haze"
so turn on to your favorite station
All kinds of sounds in thsi large nation
I've tried and tried and continue to try,
but I guess it never mattered.
In the end you just laughed at me,
Till you see the torture rip thru my soul.
But somehow I knew you didn't care.
I've tried to be real,
But you've been fake like plastic surgery is.
To you I didn't matter.
Whatever I did or said,
you still made a point to make fun of me.
I guess you were just another bully,
You may not be as bad as all the rest.
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
and eventually they heal.
But your words just tear me apart,
your words lay heavy on my mind.
In the end i never mattered to you one bit,
I'm real,
Your fake as .
But I guess in the end that's what matters.
Showing your true colors.
As i left the house this day
i made a point to pray;
my heart sank seeing the skies
my lips put out to dry.
So as i usually do
my prayers see me through;
i begged the Lord, "no rain"
i begged, cast out the pain.
As i reached my pit-stop point
the skies all out of joint;
in His mercy He would hold
even droplets, oh! my, no!
The Lord held thus the clouds
my prayers from my mouth;
in His mercy answered thus
my prayers into verse.
A lesson to be learnt
His Love ne'er abandon;
the skies to shine for all
His Mercies never small!
Amen!
INTERPERSONAL BATTLE
Two people circle each other in a battle of wills and of strength.
It’s a battle between you and me, I made a point and you disagreed
just because I was right. Did you have to call me what you did?
What right did you have?
Well, I called you back and now we are equal. You hit me once, then twice.
I struck back but you beat me, you walked away, your face strangled by your anger.
I have a bloody nose but in my head I won, I beat you, in my head I’m as cool as ice
inside. Are you? No you’re on fire like the sun, burning
up and falling apart with your anger.
Well I’m so cool while you go crazy –
yes, I won that one in our argument over your thieving violent lifestyle.
Venus's ***** made a point to Love
Hanging high in the rings above
And flashing by in a comment
Went a girl with a pen to vent
Laughing in the Light of a man
Erotic explosions of her mind
Electrifying in the eyes of Time
Venus's ***** is a pointed rhyme...
Sublime in the Juice pool so scoop
and drink up the Love fool! Ample
chants enchant you too as
samples of the damp do soothe...
So move with your hips Love and
Kiss of the Mist in the Me Dove
Drink from the tea of my needs and
Lose your mind to the lust I crave.
Your eYes are the wet of my sea cove
Licking my skin with your see foam
Pulling me in, to your water... hot
from the stream in your steam, Guiser...
Wiser yes, I can be...Venus's *****,
Made a point indeed;
The ceremony was a joke,
The bride didn't wear white.
We were married by Spok,
On the outskirts of Vegas that night.
You wore your tripp pants,
I wore my black corset boots.
Because nothing else mattered,
But being with you.
The rain started to fall,
The stars really came down.
As you gave me your jacket,
And spun me around.
It had finally happened,
We were finally married.
We sped down the road in my hearse,
With Joy Division blaring.
We drank our insides dry,
We hit every bar.
And pulled the car over,
To make love under the stars.
With fake I.Ds in our pockets,
We fell far from grace.
I made a point when we got home,
To throw rice in your face.
The bills grew up,
And we did too.
With every fight and dollar earned.
We lost the innocence of youth.
And everytime we walked out on this,
We found our way back home.
Though every ambulance ride,
We never woke up alone.
And still to this day,
Before we go to sleep.
As I lay down beside you.
I give to you my soul to keep.
The woman that took me under her wing
This woman gave me everything
She gave me hope
Which was the only thing that kept me afloat
She gave me courage I never had
It kind of makes me sad
This woman most of all gave me love and understanding
No matter what went wrong she was right by my side
Even if she couldn't help she made a point to try
I want this woman to know how I feel
I want this woman to know I am for real
She is my mind and my soul
This woman is my Aunt Sherri
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.