Ropes Poems | Examples

old ropes

I'll swing to your madness,
the old ropes your dad tied to,
a backyard fun that's been wired
and shadows, come part to blind,
and yet, surprises to this fool,
I open my eyes to you smiling
and those snap moments of giggling....
Your hair getting wrapped up here
with the nose to nose of your cheeks.

money lines and ropes

Two or too provoking thoughts
A safe place i write of and at
We both travel throught
And in the invisible line
I am not found
The civil rights protests
Doth though forge ahead
Inside the building as I?
Outside of poverty, all night
The watching of blind
The picket lines of before
Your grocery and your store
Am i stored in place as safe?
Tolerant to entrance and cake?
To check out the freedom
Taking home no reading
Behind you i must climb aboard
Slaveries vessel ever toward
Another defeat beneath the heels
Furious and patience rarely fields
Inner city, inner doctor
Slumming transpiring caustically talking
Duality’s diagram to read and reflect
A lens and inspection, mapping intuition
In the war, in the cold, leading quietly
Awaiting snow
The crane’s lurking plunge
Hello in painting spunge
Again, once more, my defeat
For yours

Show them the ropes

Show them the ropes 
They tighten the nuse
Then roll up a smoke
Decline all the food
Smoke up some dope 
Buy them some booze
Nowhere to go 
But tying their shoes
Going for broke 
Dice that they threw
The goal is a joke
No smiles from you
Gone cold as a coat
Or ice on the roof
That's totally froze
And too high to go scoop

Ropes

We are together
and apart, like hyenas.

You demand to be captured -
roped to a pulse;
we still know
how to knot blood.

After the questing
tenderness arrives quietly.
My lips brush the wet vines
of your hair.

On the Ropes

Roar’n of the lion, silence of the lamb
O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o*

In pit of despair, color robbed from his face,
Joseph loosed from his coat, sold as a slave.

Roar’n of the lion, silence of the lamb
O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o

Swallowed by the sea, whale amidst the waves.
Jonah no longer pouts, he’s in a dark cave.

Roar’n of the lion, silence of the lamb
O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o

Bones imminent crush in this den of fur.
Daniel smells the cacophonous blood.

Roar’n of the lion, silence of the lamb
O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o

Splinters his hands and his feet.
Jesus punished on a crucifix stage.

Roar’n of the lion, silence of the lamb
O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o…O-o-o-o

8/11/2021

*slow meditation of the gravity of these words.
The lion and the lamb - both represent God

Tires and Ropes For Swings

My bug out bag would include my grandchildren.
It would have to be large, because I have ten.
My cat and dog would go in and my wild raccoons.
They count on me for their food right?

My husband could stay home.
I have had him so long we are redundant.
We can watch eight hours of TV
And laugh at only the same things

And say the same words
For the entire time, and only these words.
I would take a jug of red grapefruit juice,
and a five tires and a large bundle of rope.

Matches for a bon fire.
Wait! I am taking the cat out.
She is ordering the children about again.
Making one cry.

The dog gets to go; she is laid back.
Is that a rat? Who brought that?
Okay. If it has a name,
How can I say no to a pet?

Off the Ropes

I'm not a fighter but,
I Didn't come here to play
I go the distance like Kim Duk Koo
So f***ng walk away
You'll have to kill me
Before I go down
So you better be ready
To go another round
Proud I came from nothing
Proud to be a man
My boy Luke said
Sometimes nothing
Can be a real cool hand

No Ropes

We are together
and apart, like hyenas.

You demand to be captured -
roped to a pulse 
but I have forgotten 
how to knot blood.

Love arrives quietly. 
My lips brush the wet vines
of your hair.

Ropes

On a wooded path next to the sea
Three strong ropes dangled from a tall tree.
     They were hung there for swinging
     So guess who was clinging
To one for dear life? Yes, 'twas me!

Seeing them brought me back to my youth
Though I rarely indulged then, in truth.
     Still, temptation did beckon
     And thus, I did reckon
I'd try it, though long in the tooth.

As I grabbed on, I laughed like a child,
Feeling silly and giggly and wild.
     Somehow when I'm away
     Other forces at play
Draw me to them and I am beguiled.

Frayed Bell Ropes - Bell Form

Frayed Bell Ropes

Time

did not

disfigure   her

nor    disillusionment

disarm the strike of clapper’s tears

shed in the agony of renewed peace.

fraying bell ropes forgotten joy
calling
home


6/4/2017

submitted to – New Form – The BELL – Poetry Contest

My Parachute Ropes

I move, I move, 
My wheels turn like wild things
My hands cry the rims
I run in my dreams
I jump with style
I dance

I move, and dance
My eyes sing like sopranos
My mouth uses color
Like a rainbow
Behind me
I run

I run and I run
The drip lines in my arm
Are parachute ropes
I steer them alone
To land here
I stand

I dream, I dream
Nothing keeps my mind
Inside my faltering
Little loving body
With dancing
Writing pen

***

January 13, 2017

Ropes

Turning and turning till I turn through myself, then into myself...

The Poetry Ropes

Don't know what I'm doing.
Trembling I learn
to express my thoughts
and feelings with 
new exciting words.
Innocent yet mindless
to poetic etiquette.
No disrespect 
to the masters
of it's grace and elegance.
Couldn't really tell you
a stanza from a blitz.
Hoping you'll all guide me
just a tiny bit,
so I dont look a fool
and can find my little niche.

Ropes

You done me 
mosaic. 
The rover has landed 
on Mars. 
Will you come 
tonight ? 

Circa.
I was searching 
the white ants 
on the blackboard.
They had drawn 
a map 
of the moon.

I would not 
cry, 
for the fallen tree. 
It had left 
the legacy 
of ropes.


Satish Verma

Two Ropes

Full of passion; it's here I 
stand,
with two ropes taut in each 
hand;
neither yet worth to let go; 
how long must I grip until I 
know? 

Mighty Atlas, I wish I could be, 
for the earth it feels weighs 
down on me;
the pain is torture and it's only 
the start;
for now I can't let go but it 
might tear me apart.

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