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Write on my gravestone.
It was a typing mistake.
Not a random skip.
Rather, it dropped correctly.
Was neater than other lines.
pulsating quarry
lanterns signal midnight hour
great northern icon.
(January 21, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
they spoke of hope
they wasn't a joke
suffer pain
walking the rain
pickett lines and sign
so our lives would shine
theyer small and tall
thats walk that wall
to get the job don
BLACK HISTORY ICON
Farts: an expression of our most inner thoughts
Can't get more sincere, than toots from apricots
Fruity smelling at best
Like a beaver over stressed
Canada's national symbol, hard-working knobs
C-oolness
A-bates
T-he
H-aze
E-rasing
R-ain
I-n
N-ew
E-arly
C-larity
O-nce
P-leasant
I-con
A-ppears
N-aturally
Topic: Birthday of Catherine S. Copian (October 23)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A local political icon
Gave all his speeches with boots on
The muck he was raking
No hands were he shaking
His fate with the voters was foregone
*Written May 13, 2014 exclusively for Poet Destroyer’s contest
Oh! commonly blue
royalty purple you
how can I surmise
or even be surprised
by your cavalier
Jonty fair
debonair
plush
you must
be courteous imagery
ion a visual icon
10/16/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
'I'
sounds so harsh a word to say
as though 'I' was the important one each day
a worse expression to be heard
is the use of the 'me' word
so lets look inside ourselves to see
instead of 'me' and 'I' we can say 'we'
Penned 14 April 2015
Icon
My heart will yearn
Forever to have known
The soulful gaze and poetic
Disposition of a man so unique
Exceptional in every way
To lie with you just once
Perfect soul mate
Icon
(Written in honor of Kurt Cobain)
© Kim van Breda—21 October 2014
an aspiration
forever immortalized
an anticipate
counteract hostility
neutralizes those that oppose
life too short not to
look into the horizon
to reach magnitudes
of importance to achieve
Icon in history books
4/14/2014
Contest Name: I, Icon
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
You'll put up a statue
and say I'm a poet
When all of you worship
what I'll never know it
And go on to rhyming
what's left in the moment
When statues are showing
the glow of the loment
And I'll be impressed
when the honor is mine
And the statues are tumbling
for the last of the rhyme
Taylor Hawkins: Foo-Fighters
Yesterday my heart was broken
to news which I’d awoken
Such a tragedy and untimely loss
And now a new road you cross
Your musical spirit and infectious laughter
will live on with all of us forever after
All shouting: Condolences to your family
Thoughts are with you,
An iconic drummer
Rest In Beats!
1972-2022
Written 3/27/22
Reminded now of Albus Dumbledore -
The greatest wizard right since times of yore.
He was humble and tall,
Admired by all -
No one did dear Dumbledore abhor!
My first limerick
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My inspiration My lord
He is my faith
Which can never fade
His evergreen smile
Creates positive pile
Whenever any storm came
He holds my hand
He is my life's leader
He is the only hero
I have ever seen
To have him as a father
Is a sign of fortune
My inspiration My god
My dear father
A big salute
To my super legend
My friend-my teacher
My loving father
Luv u alot Papa..
Happy Birthday...
Hair golden like the suns rays,
Figure that was va-va-voom,
That wiggle when you walked,
Men stared women frowned,
That beauty spot was not needed,
Acting like a dumb blond,
Not dumb, nor blond a redhead she was,
Actress and sex symbol,
Talented through and through,
She died to young,
Legend, icon remembered by everyone,
Murder, accident or suicide,
We will never know,
Norma jean remembered.
How fast life goes! How slow we feel!
When someone dear leaves us for real.
How hard it gets! How tough the deal!
If they're sublime and have ideals.
They pay so much and beat ordeals.
Their names spread and shake regimes.
They shine so bright and join sunbeams.
They soar so high no one can reach.
They speak a tongue no one can teach.
Such is Sarout, a martyred icon;
A free Syria on the horizon.
11/06/2019
The Icon
A famous actor is dead, we viewers
saw him decorously dead in a bed
I have seen this actor in movies playing
handsome cowboy, nothing rugged
no jaw clenched or hateful snarling
White smile when on horseback
The sainted Guardian interviews others
stars, who loved him
An actress, who, during filming, saw him
Every day, yes, he was the greatest
wondered why she didn't fall in love
One worships an Icon
Thin thistle Sally as tall as bread.
Spirit and charm her senses.
Black silky hair covers her head
as light coming off her suspense's.
A pin of a woman on top her feet
defying to ever be knocked.
A curse to that culprit who ever would.
A punishment them to be docked.
Her body dared leaning into the wind.
A soul bent with vengeance for right.
A pride left for offspring and all who follow.
An icon for which you would fight.
On TV was a sitcom named Taxi
That aired from late seventies into eighties
The whole cast was so funny
Elaine’s smile lit up sunny
But my favorite was Jim Ignatowski
To travel in time would be pure
A feat I myself could endure
Back To The Future did shine
But the one thing I find
Old Doc Brown stole the movie for sure
Some actors I try to avoid
And movies these actors destroyed
Though all of them stars
My favorite by far
Is undeniably Christopher Lloyd
Behold the Angelic icon!
Who sings like an Amazon
Whose image changes my demonic heart
To an angelic heart
I crush on her
Like a butterfly crushing on nectar
I dream of the sweet calmness
That could come from her presence
I feel I'm in heaven
For her beauty is like that of heaven
She makes my heart rotate
And raises my heart rate
I could fly high like a Raven
If only she could sing for me
I could be in heaven
If only she could sing for me
Dedicated to Tatiana Manaois