a slimy brown turd
lurks deep in the toilet bowl
guess it’s a Kling on!
Sooner or later the presiding politician
will be pushed off his perch
made to do the walk of shame
on his own and left in the lurch
then marched off into eternity
no matter how loud he begs
with head bowed down low
and tail tucked between his legs
he went on to bomb and kidnap
after his flag unfurled
and became the self-elected
policeman of the world
by annexing Canada and Greenland
he wants to make America large
guilty of piracy on the high seas
blame those who put the clown in charge
he may beg plead bribe or cajole
only to wear on our nerves
but on the whole let's dump the chump
and hope he gets what he deserves
Nature is pushed back
Further and further, until
Childhood disappears.
At roads' terraced end
With his stick of age one points
Innocence' lost years.
Yet its strident will
Of a wind's force, ghostily
Strikes at the hearts, nights.
Fills up an image
In the mind, in a rainstorm
Of tears, tantrums, fights.
I've never been good enough
For you or anyone to love
The simple act of touching me
Made you wish for a glove
To you I'm fat and worthless
Or disgusting and not clean
I know that's not how I am
You only say it to be mean
You've destroyed my confidence
Relentlessly abuse me mentally
As I put the barrel to my head
I cry as the trigger sets me free
For the hard work you've done
And all the compassion now shown
You pushed me to do this now you
Are whoo feels worthless and alone
If a cop stops you and says, "Show me your ID,"
Know your rights before you agree.
They can’t demand it just on suspicion,
There must be a crime, a law must be broken.
No crime? No reason? Then stand your ground,
Don't allow yourself to get pushed around.
If they threaten you with arrest, if you don’t comply,
They have broken the law, and their career dies.
They’ll lose their shields and all immunity due,
They and the police department can now legally be sued,
For using force where force wasn’t due.
If you don’t use your rights today,
They most definitely will fade away.
So know the rules, stand up, be smart,
Don't let fear tear our rights apart.
And even SHOVED I say!
For the love of my life threw me away.
It happened too fast--
Quicker than a flash--
And now, alone in the bed, I lay.
Oh, but she couldn't just let things be,
Couldn't find it in her to set me free,
For she pushed and shoved
Then kissed and hugged
And left me to wonder, "What are we?"
And not five minutes later--
That hussy! That traitor!--
Found aloft the one I called friend
That day two relationships she did tend
For it was him, not me, who could sate her.
With my shock and anger, I sat
Doing my best not to look back
Then I looked up to the fan
Slapped my face in my hand
And said, "God, I need a new cat."
Spring is on its way
(The Snowdrops have pushed through)
By Michelle Morris
07/02/2025
The Snowdrops have pushed through
Just like you and I
They're beautiful and joyous
Reminding us to keep trying
For Winter is not forever
Spring is on its way
Let's focus on Love and Light
The beauty in every day
And if you're feeling afraid
Take comfort in my words
Let my arms hold you close
My warmth your Universe
For we are bound together
I feel everything that you do
Know that I'll be there forever, darling
It's our Destiny and Truth
© Michelle Morris, 2025
Yet Pushed, Ever Onward, I Dare Tread
BEHOLD, I wade into darkening mists,
My journey, clarification of Fate
When I balked, black ghost said, I insist
Hurry destiny cries, it is too late,
Strolling deep within, horrific the sounds
So strangely pungent the circling winds
In distant valleys, baying of the hounds-
I fear what that hideous sign portends.
Now so afraid, through weeping years I trod
Yet pushed, ever onward, I dare tread
My shield, simply faith in Light and my God
And bushels of truth, to me, life has fed
I pray for salvation of divine light
Blessed ending of this courageous flight.
Robert J. Lindley, 9-02-2021
Sonnet(dark)
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2021
I remember when I was a young man,
My manager has a sense of some place to go. He was a er, a screw head, a person that would not take it anymore. A man that stood up against the scum, the s the dogs, the filth, the . After meeting a person with allegations of guinea pigs and a court date for molesting his sister.
I watched my managers head, explode, because in an email the probational officer never said “hello, Hi, or my name”, “its “so ing rude” as she “makes me want to ing leave, I dislike her and can't work with her”! “SO, SO, So MUCH I'm thinking of quitting, because of HER”.
Some days I get bad ideas in my head. Next, I’m talking to the receptionist, and I tell her about a date tomorrow.
I told her my reservations, regarding meeting someone “she has two children” and “It' was hard to get over one boy”. “Dave, you have not met her yet, don’t think about the end”. People are cold and distant.
I smile as both the movie and life is true.
Like a clenched handful of sand,
The small granules of my days slip
through my tight fist,
Refusing to be held captive,
Escaping so quickly
into the past,
Pushed out by the pressure
of tomorrow,
Unable to be saved
for a better
time.
Yet Pushed, Ever Onward, I Dare Tread
BEHOLD, I wade into darkening mists,
My journey, clarification of Fate
When I balked, black ghost said, I insist
Hurry destiny cries it is too late,
Strolling deep within, horrific the sounds
So strangely pungent the circling winds
In distant valleys, baying of the hounds-
I fear what that hideous sign portends.
Now so afraid, through weeping years I trod
Searching, ever onward, I did thus tread.
My shield, simply faith in Light and my God
And bushels of truth, to me, life has fed.
I pray for salvation of divine light.
Blessed ending of this courageous flight.
Robert J. Lindley, 9-02-2021
Sonnet(dark)
Thurst from the safety of a warm womb,
With a brand new destiny to explore,
Pushed outward to a grand world unknown,
Not to return to its comfort anymore.
Taught academic and skills for life,
Urged to expand your natural giftings,
A strategy to push you out to thrive,
to start a life with new beginnings.
Not long, you will reach your twilight years,
You are being pushed out again,
Your purpose here slowly disappears,
A new life in eternity will soon begin.
Stress pulled Me Myself and Irene
went from nice to stubbornly mean
had to change to help me
because nobody was helping me
No respect a joke and clown
treating me without a care
as you expect broke me down
a long long time and everywhere
I went from saying please
to I will hurt you
no time or energy
no concern too
naive and nice
kind for approval
desperate to be liked
easily useable
Make effort show interest
take time to care
looking to help, notice
always be there
Hoping they’d be helpful
slowly felt a fool
needing yet still hopeful
No help at all
Listen to my mind
tell me what you think
haven’t got the time
weakening the link
Where’s the friend like me
lending hand and free
Care they’ve come to see
when in their hour of need
You treated Me Myself and Irene
and I became mean
Note the difference and complain
explain? You drove me insane
You saw the way Hank had to be
well you did that to me
started behaving how I see
thanks for nothing
You pushed me away
And I remained rooted
On the spot
Drenched, in the pouring rain,
Having no strength left in me
To even walk away!
The winds surging forth saw me,
Pitied me
And blew me away
As easily as they could
Lifting me up as if I were a mere
Dried up leaf!
I landed somewhere else
Somewhere where Death is revered
As the deity of all life,
Since, in the end,
He rules all of humankind
Even if the latter chooses to remain
Blind to its truth!
You pushed me away
And now
If I would see you
I would probably not recognise you
As there where I fell
Is a land powerful enough
As to twist and turn my memory
Into that which it desires!
You pushed me away
And I now live solely for Death,
In love with it
As would be a maiden
Waking up to the fresh pulls of her senses
At the dawn of her being!
You pushed me away
And may you enjoy my absence from your life
Since my presence
Was always some sort of disturbance!
Oops, they pushed their captain off his own ship,
made sure the deck was slick, black-boot polished,
waited ‘til great white sharks surrounded it,
until sharp sword swells upended its whip.
They turned their back, mocked, laughed, pretending to
be very serious - glasses pinch nose.
They swabbed the deck whitewashing its bleak sin.
OvErThRoW overthrow, not noticing
a tidal wave is coming — a rogue wave
ripping and roaring, exploring — the bore
soaring, sore like Noah’s flood overdone,
as the fallen angels drink from its cup.
12/4/2019
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