Short Firstly Poems
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can't re-assemble
what the forgotten has lost
for to re-member,
memories you must firstly
dis-member them carefully
The very best I can say about that is this
Firstly, I must insist on a juicy big kiss
Please, sweet ladies only
But if some guys are lonely
Got a friend who'll accommodate your wish
The very best I can say about that is this
Firstly, I must insist on a juicy big kiss
Please, sweet ladies only
But if some guys are lonely
Got this friend who'll accommodate your wish
Say goodnight
Let me whisper in your ear
Words of peace, words of truth
but firstly words of Love
Stay close but not too far
That a whisper you can hear
Love is deep
that no one can describe
you feel it but can't see it
yet you know it is there
i need
to see your
fluid figure
drink from
your body
firstly
testing with a toe
the water's fine
diving in
skinny dipping
as water
we flow
together
as one
Aswan
damn
my mind
melts
dripping
down my body
thinking
this while
taking
a cold
shower
Form:
She squats, a noiseless brilliant sphinx
And thinks with drowses, yawns and purr
She turns upward, gives her full think
I put down my book and see her
Grinning into her soft furry
O' as she brushes it pretty
With her delicate tongue firstly
Tail held high -it's Serenity
Humpty dumpty sat on a wall
Firstly if your last name is dumpty
don't name your kid Humpty
Secondly not a ing egg
nothing about an egg
Fell
So every soldier and every horse
why the the horses
some guy fell off a wall
and broke apart
and we tried to pull him together using all the horses
how ing high was the wall
Maybe we're just pawns
in a chessboard of souls,
and He's just waiting
that we commit a foul.
Where's the second part,
for the guy who felt firstly,
innocence is beautiful,
when you don't see it clearly.
The evil can never reign
over the goodness of a saint,
unblemished almighty sovereignty,
every good person won't faint.
Jeepers creepers can’t believe your peepers
Sweepers keepers jumping josey leapers.
Gleepers fleepers dallying with sneepers.
Reapers heapers willful wonder kneepers
Sleepers greepers foremost firstly weepers
Deepers sheepers giving golden fleepers
Cheepers zeepers living with grim reapers
Jeepers creepers can’t believe your peepers
Your words must rage firstly,
a little mad is not mad enough.
Look what you did with words,
you dug into your own fiction.
That was the first rage, first stage.
Don’t get stuck in the mind mud
You are IN the Mind
not IT in you.
Carry yourself over an impossible finish line,
then pass yourself on to anything else.
Anything.
Who claims to be the casualty distorting a mother's right
firstly to be addressed for what it means
begin with the truth it never fails justice
To address mass murder for what choice it claims to be
abortion's the only way to lose one soul mortally dangerous
without mercy takes away every living value
and cardinal right from a child's life
Again is a foolish animal
Being led to the slaughter.
Again, Man. By this, war-times'
Ogrous corral-master.
This is its devouring site.
Quag's miasmic, pounds, heaves
Through which patriotic ritual
A blood sacrifice receives.
Tame herds, firstly driven mad.
Perversely made to appear
To sprout a horn; devilish tail;
Magnifies the other's fear.
There is a problem in aisle three.
I can't reach the cans of garden peas,
they are on offer.
An elderly man is down.
A handful of helpers,
on one knee
it looks bad.
I cannot get there,
I have to wait,
for the oxygen,
the first responders to
firstly respond,
for the aisle to clear.
Then I had to push through
a group of concerned onlookers,
to reach over his prone body
for the peas.
A three dimensional word
mean so very much
for we all need it
as we love its vital touch
Firstly we have an en
both by self are a letter
but when put together
do sound so much better
When we think of courage
we think of battles and war
but it means so much more
for so many things its needed for
It’s a descriptive word
this reaches its final part
showing what is meant
to speak it from our heart
poetgord@2012
Looking up his biography I found Octavio Paz Lozano (March 31, 1914 – April 19, 1998) was a Mexican writer, poet, and diplomat, and the winner of the 1990 Nobel Prize in Literature.Very prolific & slightly surreal in style he is described in the write up .So 'what are my thoughts about this poem,'you ask...firstly ..it recites very well &.
secondly it reads as if it is a recurring dark nightmare..& so very surreal indeed.
There is a problem in aisle three.
I can't reach the garden peas,
they are on offer.
An elderly man is down.
A handful of helpers,
all on one knee
as if at prayer.
I cannot get there,
I have to wait,
for the oxygen,
the first responders to
firstly respond.
for the aisle to clear.
I found a piece of
discounted chicken
while waiting.
He was still breathing
as I reached over
his prone body
for the canned peas.
For those with heartbreak
This advice you should take
It will heal your mind
Thus happiness you'll find
After losing 'the love of your life'
Firstly confidence is key
To find one who loves thee
If loving yourself is not learnt
Then a partner shan't be earned
And opportunities shall be missed
Another is to accept
The memories are to forget
Or you'll never move on
And recovery will be long
Crying over and over again...
People think jealousy normal.
I smile with tongue in cheek and say,
Of course, so is a square billiard ball.
This spurs in a well mannered way
A hot topic for discussion.
Firstly, you must be insecure
Thus an unhealthy condition,
Is this not true? And what is more:
An apprehensive frame of mind.
It being responsible for
Its intensity, unconfined,
Prevalence and the least explored.
In a phrase, ignorance is bliss
This is why jealousy exists.
Now you can cry Reacher,
Joe instructs Jack.
And he does,
In the Parisian cab.
I see his tear
It rolls from his right eye,
Down his cheek,
Single and
Solitary and
Stinging.
I
You see,
Know
How that tear feels...
It's warm and wet and stings
It
Stings your cheek
Like my own tear,
Tears, now
Firstly on my left,
Then another
On my right,
My God,
His tear stings,
I can tell,
It stings his
Very soul,
And I know.
This river travels through the world,
Traversing cultures; mysteries unfurl.
A rock caught in the current; this pebble,
Rough firstly, each scrape, bump; at times trouble.
Overcoming tribulations, the current; this rock,
Travels along the bed; foundations.
It’s surface smoothing, landing on the bank;
Baking in the sun with waves over top; soothing.
Not an end, but a living journey; this river,
And a pebble looking for identity to be delivered.
Life's a game of chances
I took my chance with you
I've never been so happy
I guess dreams do come true
You're my knight in shining Armour
You're as gentle as the breeze
I think I fell in love that day
I was numb from head to knees
Firstly there was no-one
I was dying deep inside
Suddenly from nowhere
You're around me like the tide
You've changed my life dramatically
All my hurt has disappeared
Now I see much happiness
Instead of all I feared.
DROWNED
Drowned in the mirror
Where reflected image stirs
The features of my face
Pivoted in depths of nights.
Rivers in the flow
Shipwrecked in sand
Purposeful dark dreams
Shadows chasing a song
In satiated amorous hands.
Taking heed in glories of earth
A passing images held by wrist
Dedicated firstly to passing wind
And then to the gathering mist.
A poem is a poem, what else could be real?
It is there, all in all, and nothing more to steer.
We boldly go where no one has gone before
All because we couldn't travel as fast as light
Remember that space is vast in all direction
Power is necessary if we're to boldly go there
Firstly we left earth gravity then we see space
Acceleration is a key factor to space travelling
Collision inevitable due to flying debris around
To keep going forward knowing never to return
Our place is best to remain where we are now
Really why do we need to go beyond our earth
Now firstly, you promote the worst me,
seems your ego's thirsty to cut and curse me,
elevates you up where you're better and above
out to win peoples approval who admire you with love
gifting a social superiority and a validated status
which looks down on folks like me as useless wasters
acceptance gives you worth and you feel you are succeeding
you beat me in my worst light? ne'er-do-well is my rating,
here's your victory, it comes over my worst placing
WISDOM VISITED
THE visitor denied a knock
upon the weathered oak
of my door.
Startled firstly by the sight
of a person standing here
upon my floor.
His travels did surely age
such genteel features
and ancient eyes so brilliant!
Before great solidity I almost spoke
then instinct clearly took me whole
-- hush and listen to the voice!
The words were wisdom,
a gift beyond most priceless treasure
"Farewell my friend!"
And hope we meet again.
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