Water! Water! The entire landscape submerged
Grave silence! Except the torrents swift and huge
Intimidating sights, plains and valleys merged
Rushing above the tops of roofs with a surge
Clergymen discoursed it the Almighty's curse
The end of epoch, predictors prophesied
Scientists explained it an eco inverse
Country folk acknowledged it ill-fate and cried
Swept by it the colonies of little birds
Corpses drained by the rapid gush of water
Crashed , ruinous, inexplicable for words
Haphazard the course of life by its slaughter
Debris and uprooted trees drained by the flows
Disfigured the pretty landscape of lush green
Distressing sights remained as heart rending woes
Destruction with all its diabolic spleen
Life becomes an endless and relentless fight.
By mingling, can't we make an adaptation?
Western and Indians' viewpoints may be right
But harming nature leads to degradation
Place : 2nd
Categories:
predictors, storm, water,
Form: Rhyme
The days of summer will soon be upon us
To warm us and fill us with joy
Those bright sunny days and cool starlit nights
So sweetly our spirits they buoy
Gone through a bunch of these halcyon days
At my age I should be blasé
No matter the number each one's still a joy
Like my very first summer's day
What wonders this old world can still create
Each year after year without fail
The predictors of doom keep warning us guys
But still a new summer we hail
So now that I've reached my senior years
I've come to realize a truth
With many triumphs and some sad events
Life shares a perennial youth
Categories:
predictors, youth,
Form: Rhyme
According to my phone, the snow
Is set to start at one,
Well, 70% the chance
That it will have begun.
I look outside and wonder
Just how accurate that is.
Predictions sometimes fizzle out
Despite a weather wiz.
Yet plans get readjusted
And cancellations spike
All based on when predictors
Say a storm will likely strike.
It’s probably a foolish thing
Depending on your phone
To figure out activities
You maybe should postpone.
Categories:
predictors, snow,
Form: Rhyme
Children, Children don't be ashamed
You are certainly not to be blame
These hungry predictors will face the cane
One day their will be brought to justice and shame.
Children, Children their will know of your pain
Someday their too will go mentally insane
There wicked ways will torture their brains.
Children, Children there is a saying
Someone great up there knows of your name
I too was once the same
But now I know, I am not to blame.
I am not ashamed
I give no blame
I was given a gift to gain
Now it no longer rains.
Categories:
predictors, abuse, anger, betrayal, blessing,
Form: Free verse
The Set out of the days light
Comes the Set in of Darkness
A resting time for day workers like me
Cool, calm part of the day
The Set in of sweet dreams or nightmare.
Dead tree branches
Knocking the window
Feels like am being watched
Haunted house and creaking sound of the wooden door.
What a scary part of the day,
Crys if little children
The mourns of awaken parent desperate for sleep
The Set out of the sun
Brings up the Set in of Darkness
Scared and desperate for the days light
Set out for star gazing
The kissing of couples
The crying of children
The hooting of owls
The howling of wolf's
The chirping sound of the crecket
The squeaking sound of the mice
The roaring of the lions
The barking of the dogs
The siren of police cars
Seems like an high chase
Predictors set in
Preys set out
Watch not your back
But every where u stand
Someone or something is out to get me
The Set in of Darkness
Categories:
predictors, anxiety,
Form: Imagism
Irma Pulled a Fast One
By Franklin Price
9/11/2017 – 6:07AM
Irma pulled a fast one
Just before I closed my eyes
Took a right turn to the East
To sooner see the sun arise
Was supposed to go to Tampa
Get a cigar there to chew
Now she's wrecking Jacksonville
Her new direction's nothing new
Was not supposed to go there
Was to head for Alabam
Once again surprised predictors
Jacksonville now gets the slam
Passed Daytona Beach's race track
A responders' prepping pad
On the way out of the state
Had to see just what they had
Her blurry eye was very close
Winds blew and rains came down
She made their jobs more daunting
As she headed out of town
In Jacksonville a record surge.
In the Saint John's river way
Irma was not done with us
That's her record for today
Has affected all of Florida
Six million without power
Trees knocking down transmission lines
A new record every hour
She's still exceeding records
Wind speed. over time was set
It was a new world record
One of many she would get
She is still not through with us
On this day the towers fell
She, as nature's terrorist
Still makes our lives a living hell
Categories:
predictors, rain, storm, weather,
Form: Rhyme
Bees
September 2016
Bees live in colonies that contain one queen bee
There are 20,000 species of bees u see
They smell with their antennas and have the same agenda
To work 365 days and Scare away predictors with a hive wave
the worker bee and the male drone
Never leave Miss Queen Bee alone
In the sky he continues to fly
Till he finds her home in the breeze, Up high in the trees
Worker bees clean the hive, collecting pollen and nectar
They promise to never neglect her
Categories:
predictors, farm, insect, nature, strength,
Form: Rhyme
Indestructible you
Endowed provocateur of origination
Forger of paths unknown
Awaken
Yesterday was an option
Today a decision
Tomorrow will come
Eventually
Head high
Shoulders up
Walk
Fear is perception
Defeat is an illusion
Perverse as it is
Fills a void
To incentivize the outcome of glory
For as long as you walk
Deceiving external predictors, you prosper
Enticing hate and curiosity
From your resistance to fall prey to darkness
If perhaps you stumble
Along the way
No worries
That is the way
Categories:
predictors, courage, encouraging, fear, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
Oh the days of summer will soon be upon us
To warm us and fill us with joy
Those bright sunny days and cool starlit nights
So sweetly our spirits they buoy
Gone through a bunch of these halcyon days
At my age I should be blasé
No matter the number each one's still a joy
Like my very first summer's day
What wonders this dear old world still creates
Each year after year without fail
The predictors of doom keep warning us guys
But still a new summer we hail
So now that I've reached my senior years
I've come to realize a truth
With many triumphs and some sad events
Life shares a perennial youth
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
predictors, life, love, summer, summer,
Form: Quatrain
Maybe there'll come a day in the future
When tourists flock to Canada for fun
They say that Florida will no longer exist
Ontario will be the new place for sun
Weather patterns certainly changed a lot
For about the last decade or two
Recent patterns can be a bit unnerving
Big changes for me and you
Should we assume this is the new norm
Just try our best to get used to it
Or is it a glitch and we'll soon return
To the way it was as kidlets
It's what the predictors of global warming
Would have us believe to be true
I'm skeptical about this dire assessment
My thoughts... how about you?
It's sure not too late to turn things around
With dedication and will of us all
So let's get onboard, let's all do our part
Let's show 'em and answer the call
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
predictors, dedication, hope,
Form: Quatrain
If I were an animal the great panther I would be,
Sleek and lean and shiny up there in my tree.
My claws of steel that strike with speed,
Only for food I preciously need.
The jungle my home my heritage here,
Passed down for my cubs that I hold dear.
The grass so long from predictors I hide,
For here is where I go to survive.
Once so many we roamed the beautiful land,
But man are destroying us with there wicked hand.
Guns in one and dozers in the other,
Soon I won’t have a sister or brother.
The panther the physic the seeing the knowing,
No longer is my kind growing and flowing.
Let there be peace to all on the land,
And let man give us a loving hand.
Categories:
predictors, animals
Form: Rhyme
RELATIONSHIPS
Relationships are the greatest predictors of happiness
Healthy ones tend to support our joy and appreciation.
The best way to keep mentally healthy, happy and strong
Can be summed up by love, trust and admiration.
One of the most rewarding things, each of us can do
Is the acknowledgment of others and their fears.
To promote their happiness and sense of worth
By our love, concern, laughter and tears.
Staying eager to display are willingness
To recognize our support from others.
Where would we be without the people we love
Friends, mom, dad, grandparents, sisters and brothers.
We treasure our relationships and pray to maintain them
As they give us our passion and purpose in life.
Cherishing our family, our faith, our country
Our honor, our husband or wife.
By Tom Zart
Categories:
predictors, adventure, devotion, faith, family,
Form: ABC
She talks often of dusty surfaces
and laundry, more
I think, these last months, of leaving
the housework and me;
she tells in barbed epithets of
past indiscretions and wrongdoings
attributed to the mechanisms of
my capricious personality.
Each wicker basket filled with garments
of misbehaviour, and
comments and actions performed,
things I didn’t but should have done;
collectively, shirts of neglect, vests
of distaste, pants of misdeeds
thrown into automatic spins,
until their natures and colours run.
There is no denying, for each article is
labelled with my name, there
for all the world to see, rags and
dirty dealings in her beautiful laundrette;
niggling collars of failings, sleeves
of emotional blackmail, socks of sarcasm,
dirty washing strung up and aired
dripping acidic, fresh and wet.
So, I carry my basket with me, wherever
I go, and some things I put
away, and others I toss in the trash and
certain things I keep and wear;
for their feel to me is a reminder,
their scent a primal keepsake, of each
goading snipe as it chisels and chips
predictors of how soon before I cease to care…
Categories:
predictors, life, lost love, love,
Form: Blank verse