The present prince of Prussia prances proudly
With preaching priests, while prattling proles suppress
The primal pressure to prank the pretext
Of proper praise for the precious primate.
Categories:
prussia, funny, humor, humorous, pride,
Form: Alliteration
You say you’re in search of America …
go to the food court at the mall
If you can still eat after looking around
—you ignore the Ravens call
(The Court At King Of Prussia: April, 2023)
Categories:
prussia, america,
Form: Rhyme
At Austerlitz I two nations vanquished;
making me historically distinguished.
At Marengo I had Austria subdued;
then I was to honour undoubtedly glued.
At the Pyramids, Mamluks kissed the sands;
then like a French Pharaoh I annexed their lands.
At Jena-Auerstadt, Prussia to her knees fell,
to avoid carnage, and possibly hell.
At Borodino, Kutuzov my boots licked,
as his Russian forces had their arses kicked.
At Ligny, Blucher like a coward fled,
as his smitten forces profusely bled.
At Toulon I first distinguished myself
for a career that would exalt oneself.
Rolica, Leipzig, Waterloo like curses came,
but history will forever my triumphs reclaim.
Categories:
prussia, hero, history, military,
Form: Rhyme
Premiered at Evelyn’s Kitchen,
King of Prussia, PA – 3/27/2010
ACT 1
Spanish Town, Jamaica
Foundation
If I Were a Tree
Ritual
Honey Be Mine
American Gothic
On a Day like This
Hotcakes on the Table
Country Music
ACT 2
Birthday Wish
Tango Innuendo
Bienvenue
Madam Ambiguity
La Fornarina
ACT 3
Fire Drill
Let Me Take You Home
Do It All Again
One Heartache Away
A Little Like the Rain
X Rated Handshake
Ballet
Categories:
prussia, allegory, marriage,
Form: List
Much of the time we’re faking it,
the airs we put on most false
Impressions made and set in jade,
green onions the main course
Our friends change out with stature,
as silver turns to gold
An alchemist’s dream, the grandest scheme
—our hearts once warm left cold
(King Of Prussia Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Categories:
prussia, heart,
Form: Rhyme
An Army of soldiers from Prussia
Were ordered to add P to Russia
But down fell the snow
Where they stood to go
So Saint Patrick preached, "Let God flush yuh!"
Categories:
prussia, history, international, ireland, religion,
Form: Limerick
Beautiful game, crazy game that draws maximum adrenalin
From hypnotized, soccer crazy minds
Glued to television screens to gobble spills and thrills from Russia with hopes lean
Driven to the brink of despair behind Venetian blinds
Betting, arguing, opposing, supporting
Non African teams that their subjective minds favour
Jibing, imbibing, consulting, insulting
African teams their fickle fantasies endeavor
To predict wouldn’t win
A single match based on mere whims
That claim an African queen
Throws her royal weight behind teams
A particular set of soccer fans deem fit
To take the day
While another set of soccer mad warmth seekers claim African teams should quit
Cos they lose and embarrass supporters everyday
With their lacklustre form
Lack of determination to spring a bit of magic
Although some supporters claim a reform
Needed to put to an end to the tragic
Performance African team display at the World Cup in Russia
Becoming whipping boys
But argues a wisecracker, ‘Shouldn’t forget Algeria beat Prussia
In Spain. So, African teams ain’t no toys.’
Categories:
prussia, poems,
Form: Free verse
My maternal grandfather’s name was Gleissert
A German name from the town of Posen in Prussia
They had come to South Australia
For religious freedom in the 19th Century
I have just found out what they put up with
In The Great War and the Second World War
They were pointed out as enemy aliens
And questioned as their loyalty to Australia
I remember my mother saying that
She was taken out to the front
Of her classroom by her teacher
And paraded as a person with a German name
She said that she cried when it occurred
The teacher had delighted in her embarrassment
This occurred when her only brother
Was wearing the uniform of the Australian army
People have their reasons I suppose for doing these things
But I wonder how this sort of thing
Was patriotic in its call and what these people thought
When they were Australian by choice.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Categories:
prussia, angst, anxiety, world war
Form: Free verse
I watched a movie last night
where Denmark was fighting
against Prussia
using body parts in canons
To devastate the enemy
infection and disease
spreading through
the enemies ranks
When will people
learn to live in peace
when will people learn
to treat each other as brothers
A girl got pregnant
to one of the soldiers
Her mother threatened
to kick her out
Children make mistakes
children find love
sometimes with the wrong people
yet they are your children
If my child got pregnant
I would not turn my back
I would not kick her out
I would not make her suffer
We would make
room in the house
for a new baby
and encourage the mother
To further her education
to gain financial independence
to build a life
for herself and her baby
Granted children need both parents
but sometimes things happen
my children would always
have a home
Categories:
prussia, caregiving,
Form: Narrative
Europe my realm and my prized possession
I instill in thee our novel ideals,
for your feudal laws our conquest repeals.
Our boisterous wind of emancipation
liberates Spain from draconian inquisition.
Of the proud Brits' stupendous earning power,
an Egyptian campaign would rest the case.
I have made subservient Austria to face
defeat and lasting capitulation.
By sheer divine providence I soar
above my Italian inheritance
bequeathed by Papal authority
and placed in custody of my viceroy.
By my might, I brought to subjugation,
the recalcitrant fiefdom of Russia,
and the resilient kingdom of Prussia.
Not even Portugal dared resistance,
with her weak army debased like a toy.
But in sudden flight and rare sobriety,
her sovereign lord bowed to abdication.
Categories:
prussia, history,
Form: I do not know?
Prussia and the other states are moving like a juggernaut.
Each day, our forces are falling to the onslaught.
The German states and cities are united as one.
We have been no match for them since the fighting had begun.
We have all pledged our allegiance to our Emperor Napoleon.
However, in the early battles, our forces became undone.
Here we are in September of 1870.
Uneasiness in Europe has resulted in hostility.
It seems Europe’s biggest bullies had to fight it out.
The attack on Worth has resulted in a rout.
The Prussians are moving south, and we are next to fight.
Strasbourg’s defenses have been bombarded day and night.
Just across the Rhine River, we see their fortifications.
The civilians have been evacuated by Swiss delegations.
We have been ordered to defend to the last man.
However, our Emperor has been captured at Sedan.
This indicates that there is no relief in sight.
General Ulrich has ordered we make our stand and fight.
The Bishop of Strasbourg has pleaded to no avail.
It is only a matter of time before our defenses fail.
Categories:
prussia, history, war
Form: Rhyme
As thin as water
Swimming in the rampant blood clots of ice
Lumps and warts, primordial abomination in an absinthe glass
Down in one and down with thirty. Those filthy hands
The snail paths which ooze from each digit. To touch.
To touch. Saccharine words wrapped up in sugar trails
Never close enough to the real thing to be mistaken
We are not quite short-sighted enough to blend the blurs of
Little hands; dirty bloody hands. Wash the clinging stench off
But filth will linger for an eternity under fingernails, under piers and prominade pretences
The world in a box for that one woman. A soul; a crucifix of thirty, a fine daisy
Chain of woven skins and notches, bite marks. Those apple love hearts
Miniscule in comparison. O, Greek god! The chorus calls
The angry Nazi blue, Prussia in droplets; those ink-wells of sulphur
Brilliant blonde, magnificence in porcelein. Brainwaves thin as water
Those little demons; Succubus, Siren! Lillith? Dragging at your closet walls
You whore.
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This poem earned an Honourable Mention in the member contest "Something Wicked This Way
Comes" housed here at the soup and hosted by Deborah Guzzi. :)
Categories:
prussia, lost love, love
Form: Free verse