Short Betters Poems
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A hundred or more there were...
With their betters they came--
Two then three then six then none--
Never will I be able to stand above him
Never
My Dad
7/9/'16
Ace
Top card
Trumping all
Beats the high King
Into submission
Forcing him down the deck
To acknowledge the lowly
And accept all have their betters
New game begins with different aims
Shuffle serves to level the playing field
From lips of thine I would review
The poems you've written, oral true.
Each breath, each sound, that carries words,
When rhymed together betters birds.
The high perfect' of human speech
I will detect, my ears will reach,
And with the soul of thought for guide
I'll hear YOUR soul and vibe with pride.
So many lives lived
are unsubstantial
too many conversations
inconsequential
lifetimes of potential
unfulfilled
hopes dreams ambitions
killed
days wasted
nighttimes too
some held down by others
not necessarily their betters
accepting unquestioning
living a life in mental fetters
prisoners or prey
of the powers in play
This train is not the one I need,
Though it's warm and inviting,
It doesn't fit me.
The service I want is indefinitely delayed,
Though I'm ready and waiting, and I've already paid.
I stand with my bags, looking down at the track,
For I've chosen my train and I cannot go back.
Although there'd be others; betters, perhaps,
The promise of maybe keeps me platformed and trapped.
Form:
("Blue Egg in Red Sea", 2020, original oil)
According to our betters,
The Karens who rule the internet,
We should all be aware enough by now
To know what is expected of us,
And so suitably clothed
In political correctness
Never offend again.
In this way each generation
Will leap and bound
Ever adapting
To the latest trend
All together now
In harmony all
Flotsam on a tide.
(5/16/26)
Longing to replace my old shoe
And then I met him without leg
Crazy I was for sunglasses
Lately I saw a beggar he has no eye
You are wealthy and not even healthy
Shame on you, ho! Unto your wealth
A living dog betters a dead lion
Great men fall mostly to women
Biblical Samson suits the example
Six feet under the ground we walk
There ends our struggle and bustle
An irony of life
And life’s irony
I write to the minds of naive
Honors of boring bathe
Less understanding than homage
Exactly exceptions students
Lackey of Britain
None request competent understanding
For my illusive quill, as Elizabethian
Mastering forms above fragile die
Pleasing peasants groveling
Yes again I am thus of betters
Swelling satisfaction
American Irish Jazz Women
Nubility afar
Daring silence
Squandered Scottish flem
Welfare is costly to my crown
Cake is the thing which betters ~
The leanness of my soul ~
And frosts ornate the naked plate ~
And pleases one ~ and all ~
And sweetest ~ is the bite ~ that's warm
A sinful sugared slice ~
Though sorely adding to my form
I shan't abash the price ~
I've tasted as a chilly dish ~
Eaten at dawn and noon ~
Yet ~ never ~ in regret or wish,
I've left a crumb ~ too soon.
1/11/21
(a take on Emily Dickinson's poem 'Hope is the thing with feathers')
fake
I snuck into the party with an ID I hastily made
and stumbled, out of step, into the poetry parade.
In this beautiful country club, I'm surrounded by my betters.
I wave my kindergarten rhymes to show the men of letters.
In the echo of the learned men who came this way before me
I hear the patterned minuets, that if followed, lead to glory.
I chafe in those traveled ruts and I long for something varied
and I hope to spark a unique verse, between school and the cemetery.