there was a tale told
which wanky water wrote
callous contractions crumbled
trailing taunted throb, gaunt grumble
eerie syllables dripping dances
impi imagination hoisting advances
pluming porously punctured perception
felon future featuring fusion
he was the thrilled theme
trained by ferocious tendencies' flea
salient sucks, moaning myth's might
wishing lame time would hog furious flight
make your endeavors the mirror
at least a rusty reference to tortures.
'20:05:18:16:46
Note: Of moaning mirror.
Categories:
porously, mirror,
Form: Sonnet
In the pocket of chest
live there many poems,
summer has gone on its path
rainy, autumn and late autumn too
winter is smiling on the quay of sailing
withered leaves of last winter
in the dark grave of absent mind
oh the virus devoured the breaths
and gulped the abreast diction porously
poems are missing
with the withered leave of time;
such this way missing the love
-27/10/19 CTG, BD
Categories:
porously, love, poems,
Form: Free verse
God Given Gratitude
Puttered around and to Poetry Soup do go
And see my great number of poems grow
Which were written by me and well-meant
Into state of ecstasy some poets were sent.
Poem appeared smack dab in middle of night
Went back to man cave and turned on light
Started writing freely and porously like I do
After a picture in my mind the poem drew.
Never would have a worry or even any fear
Words profusely on page started to appear
Into sentence after sentence they became;
To not write down would be a big shame.
I did delightfully accept the delinquent dare
To write one more poem beyond compare
Setting such a high standard poets may meet
And with each other could try and compete.
Finally, my monotonous poem is over and done
And horrors soon will be read by everyone
Why I like each Souper is their great latitude
Would God to my poems give His gratitude?
Tune in tomorrow for my next poem to borrow;
Even with sweet sorrow, Was it by Clarence Darrow?
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
PS.
It is my own funeral so I chose
funeral in the subject section.
Categories:
porously, funeral, funny, humor, humorous,
Form: Couplet
You are simply stitched
folded, sealed
with slender tie
unremarkably hooked
You are dressed up
in silk, transparently
crisped
Your sheath is filled
with a mass of green leaves
porously and minutely mixed
into millions of health help
a single drink may reap.
The steaming hot pure
water waited to be poured
into a tiny colorful teacup
you unashamedly adored
It must be warm and toasty abode
to his spirit of yours
that wanders
from countless cry
to a numerous try
The hands gracefully
hold your lace
into the brimming fluidly
surface
Gently, you flap and plunge your case
As you open to the pace
these kind hands have possessed
They whisk you and dip you
into the unknown
Yet, you yield to the most
soothing zone
Of becoming stronger and bared
This beauty of yours that can never
be compared.
Categories:
porously, health,
Form: Rhyme