Short Plan B Poems
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There once was an eager fellow named Stan
Every day he'd make an ambitious plan
Then he'd go to the beach
That day's plan Stan would breach
He'd switch to 'Plan B' ~ to work on his tan
< Second place
Plan B
Afterthought
Close
behind
One day
the sun will shine
Plan A
first in mind
arrive
Ahead
i believe
i believe
When ev'ry soul should be in bed,
I am wide awake!
And what worried thoughts race through my head
Were made by my mistakes
Makes me question Truths I've read
Just while my stomach aches
But send me in, I'll try again-
To mend what Sorrow breaks!
What every Teenaged girl needs,
A Plan B
When it comes to SEX and
Pregnancy
In terms of looking at it,
Mathematically
To prevent One and One from
Being three
Especially, if MOTHERHOOD, early
In life, they don't see
Besides, aine Nothing like, being
Single and carefree
Soon plan B will be presided
and the skies will cry
Is there some cause
to be opined
The fallow fields
on a horses meadow
with her Foals
presides over a warm spring
Lost promises by the trees
although with the beast lurking
St George he tried
to avenge the haunting
a man
I love Him
His name is Jesus
plan B the second Adam
And it's His death that will save our life
And it is only once
Oh, yes He did
Paid the price for my salvation
And I love Him
Yes, I love Him
Yes, there A Man I love
And HIS name is
Jesus Christ
12/31/17
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Violence in the streets
Mankind seeks democracy
Cyberspace is KING!
Mubarak refused
To step down as President,
Uprise, Heaven Sent.....
The future is clear,
Blood will spill and Armies fall,
Cyberspace rules all ...
As Plan B unfolds,
The Whole World Is Watching You
Go Forth, See this through...
A conversation ensued between us.
He ranted he wanted to resign.I chuckled and smiled.
Asked if he had a plan B.
He explained, a good idea though, I thought to myself.
But can you draft the idea, develop it, till morrow then present your resignation when you have alternatives? I asked.
He was enraged, and he left
Swallow your pride and shout
Who left the toilet paper roll empty?
Always have a plan B
- when the need is critical
So, what is Plan “B”?
Plan “ A” has gone the way
of the Dodo – the pigeon
who has flown the coop,
became Thanksgiving for
the hawk.
Plan “A” vote them out –
requires honest elections.
Plan “A” bound by the
courts, our US Constitution –
they don't care. So what is
plan “B” if Americans are
to remain A People Free!?
Plans are often broken;
That’s just the way it goes.
Though written down or spoken,
We should still be on our toes.
For all the best intentions
May topple and collapse
And all our interventions
Might not fill in all the gaps.
We may feel bummed and thwarted
But the only worthwhile course
Is to have Plan B supported
Or to wallow in remorse.
Stinking deep thinking
Line lessons and car rolls
Ding dong bells
Easter in the air
Ink stars rainbow colours
Wonder woman painted in black
Hack the angels call Pilate and pirates Jesus
But a dice is cast
Plan A or plan B
Jesus thought
But he knew what to teach
To heal through the cross
We thought T was gross
But he taught T was no loss.
Stinking deep thinking
Line lessons and car rolls
Ding dong bells
Easter in the air
Ink stars rainbow colours
Wonder woman painted in black
Hack the angels call Pilate and pirates Jesus
But a dice is cast
Plan A or plan B
Jesus thought
But he knew what to teach
To heal through the cross
We thought T was gross
But he taught T was no loss.
When things are somehow going wrong
And get you in a funk,
It helps to try to lift those spirits
That have sadly sunk.
Resorting to plan B or C
May boost your sagging state
And going for a walk or ride
May more than compensate.
But trying different avenues
To fix a major plight
May prove that sheer persistence
Can make everything all right.
Reaching out to me the golden light streams
The sun kisses my forehead with its blush
Nothing in this scene is quite as it seems
Multicolored brightness is sure quite lush
Pinks, yellows have made it to me, redeems
To caress my soul with light in a rush
Opened, I must be as much as I can
Kisses from the sunset form a grand plan
Russell Sivey
SO SAD
its sad
so bad
to stand
on land
where wood
once stood
ancient
patient
to grow
so slow
to wreck
a sec
lumbered
plundered
fauna
flora
morel's
bluebells
evolved
dissolved
churned
burned
debate
to late
no right
to blight
plan 'A'
no way
plan 'B'
plan 'C'
clever
never
morrows
sorrows
preparing
for a trip not
wanting to turn
it into a plan
nine from outer
space but reading
no carry on
even though i
carried on
with my travel
agent secretly
wanting to bring
on a bottle
of wine so
it wouldn't
go into bottle
shock
but it was
simple
no space
so i found
i'd have to find
not having
a plan B
i'd have to
make prep
arations
for plan
H
Form:
The March
The best-designed plans
have the tendency
to not materialize.
Plan B and plan C
is the smoke of despair.
Overcoming obstacles,
try a new plan again
that doesn´t include
a third individual.
Postponing your journey
until the sunlit days
turn into fog and
a miasma of precipitation.
It rains on your parade
the triumph of the will
not yours
has won.
The rain is pouring steady down,
The puddles all expanding,
While outdoor venue owners frown
With Plan B thoughts commanding.
The parched brown lawns and wilted leaves,
Though, welcome all the water
For Nature's magic, up her sleeves,
Keeps everything in order.
A rainy day may spoil some plans
No matter what the season,
But even those non-downpour fans
Must bow to earthly reason.
I'd travel the world
Trip the light fantastic
Spend quality time with my family
My schedule, so elastic
Brush up on my reading
Start a garden, plant seedlings
Exercise daily, religiously
Attend prayer services regularly
Well, retirement's come and I must say
Things haven't exactly broken my way
My body's rebelled, and I've had to scrap
~ Everything save my afternoon nap
When there is no plan B
When all weighs heavily upon me
When all friends seem lost
When I have considered all the cost
When bills pile high
When all I want to do is cry
Then I will challenge problems anew
Then I will search for solutions through and through
Then I will give thanks to my Creator
Then I will silence my inner debater
Then I will offer up a song of praise
Then I will look for better days
I sit, think; catch a quick wink as the ship sinks.
My instinct is to lip sync till the slip’s pink.
Can’t win fights when my chin swipes reach only shin height.
And when kin likes taking Schwinn bikes to my wind pipe.
It’s useless. I’m an aloof spruce, I’m fruitless.
The looseness of nooses is becoming a nuisance.
Screw this. Hope has gone the way of the dodos.
I pack my bindle full of beans and hop a train with the hobos.
Dasher and Dancer yelled midair
and said to Santa, “We can't fly!
Earth satellites have made a snare
of wireless currents in the sky!”
Then Santa answered, “Use plan B-
come down one level in the sky.
Take care and watch! Don't hit a tree
or steeple top as we zoom by!”
So they both did as Santa said,
though still, they'd be a little late;
made headway now with deer and sled
where techno-waves had low-flow rate!
I'm a continuous subject of negative thinking.
Death became my best friend and in his presence is where I longed to be.
Self mutilation became my better half.
Every night the blade to my skin as I reached satisfaction once I saw red.
The subject of negative thinking.
No type of encouragement mattered.
The negativity becoming my everything.
My fuel. Suicide being my plan B.
The subject of negativity constantly searching for positivity.
the words un spoken
always come out
even if it's not
through the mouth
the secrets and lies
might be wrong
that's why my nights
are very long
see that I try
to be who I am
to go through life
by my plan
I always know
which way to go
through the sun and rain
the flurries and snow
to me life is suppose to go
easy, fly by
and stay upon your toes
but sometimes
we see differently
just like me because
I'm at plan b