Short Lambast Poems

lambast us baby!
strut your bombastic vocals!
forever.....    your         stage




-tribute to Freddie Mercury.....from stage-left, Minneapolis, Minnesota, 1977...

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Beautiful hearts
Eschewing love 
Are philanthropic,
Unfurl sensitivity,
Treasure compassion,
Infringe benevolence,
Forsake comforts.
Unsung brave-hearts
Lambast injustice

January 1, 2016
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Contest: Beautiful Acrostic...

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They shot anything that moved,
anything filthy and poor.
Down with the proletariat!
The Prussians played cards
and praised red French wine.

They passed round the Vodka,
The Russians played cards.
Down with the aristocrat!
Lambast the filthy rich.
They shot anything that moved....

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Frankly, you blew it, lost your cool;
you let loose and lambasted him.
Seventy-eight years, you ole fool,
frankly, you blew it, lost your cool.
You aren't ashamed? instead you drool.
Going to the pool for a swim?
Frankly, you blew it, lost your cool;
you let loose and lambasted him.
...

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Excoriate means: abuse, assail, attack, bash, 
belabor, blast, castigate, jump (on), lambaste 
(or lambast), potshot, savage, scathe, slam, 
trash, vituperate

Deplorables and Excoriables

Are many people who are excoriables,
We did discover are really deplorables;
Now exist,
And persist;
Find to be foes that are formidable.

Jim Horn...

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Used to touch my toes
Kick my legs in the air
Do exercises in droves
Like I did not care

Now I’m full of donuts
Potato chips and blue cheese.
My ankles are all puffy
I can no longer see my knees

Have not been swimming since ’98.
Weigh now more than a boxer’s weight.
 I waddle to my well-deserved fate
Have no one else to lambast or hate....

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once i was a contender
riding rough shed over feelings and sighs
i had a yearning light
my lambast kisses unmerited
I would unsmile
Brunettes took their vows
weeping away their beauty when I rode
once I was a lover, and they came to bed

Once I was a clown
breaking the silence of the night
i shone the correct anger
between sharp lyric
and loneliness
The Angels called on me
despite being alive...

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By Parizo Van Thulare 

The echo of my rhyming 
Making waves from the calcaneus up the nerve of auditory 
Cleansing all which was blocked in tympanic membrane 

This is poetry 's Lambast 
The beauty of wisdom making Blast 
This how i Cast 

Hear them throb through the cortical cells 
Storming and stomping as the dozer of Bells 

The words through my lyics 
The bond of my syllables
The fonts of the collabo 
This is me the Commando 
Parizo De Lá  Poerto...

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