We the nouns of this here poem,
in order to excite the senses of the reader,
establish verbs for action,
promote adjectives for color,
and secure the excitement of interjections
to our pronouns and to our adverbs,
do ordain and establish
this here document
for the readers of these words.
“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”
We the People, in unity’s quest,
Craft a window, our very best.
A union more perfect, in colors arrayed,
With justice’s brilliance, never to fade.
Tranquility’s tones, peaceful and mild,
Like a mother’s embrace to her child.
Defense’s strength, in crimson hue,
Guards our freedoms, tried and true.
Welfare’s care, in emerald green,
Nurtures all, both seen and unseen.
Liberty’s light, in golden gleam,
For us and our children’s dream.
This Constitution, our sacred art,
Binds us together, never to part.
Before we play, let's preamble with the entree,
Enjoy the soft shoe shuffle, before the souffle.
Dancing tipsy, on tippy-toes, to belay and delay the mainstay.
It's a wily whisper of words, a teaser to savor in foreplay.
To amble and gamble, to begin with the starters on show,
Unscrambles the egg, but won’t scramble the glow.
For it's only a tongue-tip foretaste, a wink to what's next.
A fling ding unfettered, a sinew stretch, before things get complex.
It's like players who tune their strings, before starting to play.
It's like scene-setters setting the stage for ballet.
It's a warm-up, a rehearsal, a try-out, to get things right.
Before the curtains call up, ready to go on opening night.
Mind you let me
Draw my thoughts unwavering
Heart dear don't you see
This feeling that's unquivering
Feet walk through the meadow
To ease this unforgiving sorrow
Hands gives to those dire in need
Where this life ends to where it lead.
Here comes the era of war and hatred,
No religion is anymore sacred.
Once innocent as a child nation,
Is now a stair to molestation and discrimination.
Black or white, we are one,
Born under the same bright sun.
Unpleasant touch like that of a crawling snake,
Comes to you showing love so fake.
Let misogyny and patriarchy be crushed,
Bruised, burned and let’s get ashes flushed.
Where the illiteracy and poverty count increases,
They are busy building masterpieces.
Many Lakshmi’s still gasp for equality,
But are looked down like a mere commodity.
Let’s go back to Golden age,
And repeat history with a blank new page.
The Preamble
By Franklin Price
4/5/2105
Constitution
We the People
In order to form a more perfect Union
Establish justice
Insure domestic tranquility
Provide for the common defense
Promote the general Welfare
Secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves
And our posterity
Do ordain and establish this Constitution
Washington
We in Washington
In order to form a more a more perfect sideshow
Establish ourselves
Insure domestic upheaval
Provide for our sins to defend
Promote the general confusion
Secure the blessings of security to ourselves
And our posterity
Do ordain to ignore the established Constitution
Media
We the media
In order to get much better ratings
Establish recognition
Insure large market share
Provide even questionable news
Promote advertising
Secure capitalistic gains
For all posterity
Do ordain and establish our self importance
Velvet wrapped ring case
Holding a Diamond ring
Red roses bouquet
Plane tickets to Borneo
Preamble of proposal
___________________________________________
For Combination Of Three Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo
Second Place
Words Used: Secret box, favorite flowers, plane ticket
12-16-2015
You met a man who said to you,
"You are the most beautiful woman
He has ever met”.
You *whispered into my ears,
"You felt sensations into your breasts",
I met an *eloquent well dressed woman
Walking with *splendor in *lavender color
In *lilting stride giving a feeling of *tranquility
*Wafting in *fragrant Bocheron perfume
Who said to me,
"She loves my skin the most",
She uttered in such* dulcet & harmonious breath
I had the same sensations as you .
Is it humour in emotional chaos
To be remembered in tranquility?
Were they the pointers- a preamble?
For us to be driven together in *bliss?
Dawn of spring, of thaw and flowing streams
Winter may still hold the reins of a year in icy hands
But spring is moving in quietly and gently,
An overture, an orchestra warming up
A symphony of awakening
The air is filled with expectancy and hope
In the stillness of the morning
Listen to the gurgling sound of water under ice
Listen to the seed pods of the creek bank's giant ash
Drop with a clicking sound upon the melting snow.
Above the pool, a chipmunk hurries over the snow like a yellow streak
Like a child drawing a crayon carelessly
Over a sprawling sheet of white
In this pause before spring, this preamble of song
Look for that delightful country hour
Ushered in over the voice of a redwing's flute
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