Short Plundering Poems
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looter marauder
a freebooting buccaneer
plundering pirate
pish posh thievery
pillaging provoking
sought by females
One's Soul is the land on which one's house/soul is built. There shall be no more
trespassing or plundering on one's land.
Donald Trump loves his Russian backers
Who moonlight as KGB hackers
With silent stealth
Plundering wealth
Whilst Bojo reveals Christmas crackers
I shall be a marauder
Looting and plundering
I refuse to kill though
Even in the name of religion? Someone asks.
Especially in the name of religion, I reply.
I pine for your kisses
for your touch, for your plundering arms,
........i pine.
Drowned by the environment
pirate humans are dragged towards rocks created by own plundering
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22 May 2022
Forced me into the birdcage
nervous while plundering
The lash around my neck
result of blundering
Awakened my wrath
vigorous equally thundering
Lost in panic,
facade of a dervish wondering.
Forced me into the birdcage, nervous while plundering
The lash around my neck, result of blundering
Awakened my wrath, vigorous equally thundering
Misplaced under the tent, pretense of a dervish wondering.
B B and B
Brenda picked up the phone to call Bernie
Bernie answered with a plundering plea
But Butt-Head was barking
feed me food stop talking
Butt-Head wants food you moron's feed me.
Written Dec. 1, 2015
Theresa
The point of no return comes suddenly,
and without a whit of subtlety,
saying: I told you at the start
that blaggard has a darkened heart,
and no amount of rosy coloring
will stop his faithless plundering;
and still you go running back for more!
cops
undercover, officers
chasing, apprehending, shooting
arrest, paddy wagon, notorious, lawless
stealing, fleeing, plundering
masked, armed
robbers
Date written: 04/17/2022
Large hands, coarse, are prayin’
Another day, layin’
Yet again! The pipe grows
Into the dark it flows
Neath the underground, toil!
Pushing dank sod till soiled
Into the lightless folds
Plundering till all’s cold
Ever thus, life unfolds…
(9/12/21)
Raging tornadoes
devastate the entire land
destroying cities
Raging huricanes
plundering oceans and land
natures agony
Tsunami monster
Indian Ocean graveyard
deadly disaster
by Marty Owens March 9, 2012
For PD's contest Nature the Destroyer
Those moon-lit nights,
those fragrant winds,
those dense trees behind the mountain,
those ruthless gazes
that tore through my heart
and took me apart,
those glitters of your bangles,
those plundering fingers,
those sighs that sat upon your lips
..........it` s all coming back to me!
you lay silent, yet disruptive
plundering the nation of my pillows
with your presence
where once my walls held firm
you've turned resolve to dust
my nature unallowing
of that fatal dissallusion
i remain bound
to this unraveling world
your quiet breath
my torment
your eyes
my last outpost of trust
They are witches on the beach
laughing at their menfolk
finding them wanting
but who is the dark now ?
with gilded wings they flock
like a midnight minotaur
dim of sight
They make their way
through the miers
plundering both Silesian winters
and Sumerian summers
only wanting to drown
the tulip of hope
Scientists say we have neanderthal genes,
and that set me to wondering
what all this interbreeding really means -
was it the result of rape and plundering?
The homosapiens made rocks into tools
and were smarter than neanderthals by half,
but neanderthals were willing to play the fools,
and she said, "he makes me laugh".
Hester let her say sequester-
and she feted the focus,
folks fallen inside say-
i wonder,
! plunder,
say Donner much dumber than plundering the groovy grow.
Too much woolen sleeve not enough reep!
Too much stolen ski not enough heavy peace!
Because the people will all fall over,
into fives-
into lives -
and yes baby into the night.
The hands moved in Surveillance
Striking with close encounters
Hold the stiff banana love
In firm grips to kiss and peel:
Limbs squeeze in Execution
Pumping member draws nectar,
From within the two petals:
Stay clear for they are the x-rated.
'Xenos' the plundering Greek;
Naked without erotica
Dives into the wet sea:
Sex loves these scabbard walls.
After plundering the moon,
the skins
have dug their heels in candles –
for a night vigil.
Why you want to know the hidden meaning
Of a benign meaningless.
The beginning and end
were most visible tragedies
of an endless affair with invisible enemy.
Unsaying was very sincere
to truth if words were not mutilated.
Pure murder of an illusion in whispering sands.
Satish Verma
Plundering poets' works is pathetic,
Lusting after fame through theft weakly lame.
Acts in true nature non-empathetic,
Garbing the thief in a cloak of black shame.
Immoral is this foul activity
Against another author's questing mind.
Raping another's creativity,
Indulging in this crime so unrefined,
Signals a soul unworthy of respect;
Muse on this poem's truth and self-reflect.
Affluent rain pours down and appreciates
Permeating and gentrifying the land
Saturating quietness (i.e.black noise) by
A vociferous ‘shhh’ plundering space
to proclaim material knowledge...Meager
drought desiccates up and depreciates
Emaciating and decaying the land
Suffocating din static (i.e.white noise) by
A dry famine fasting the mind to
reveal mysteries of wisdom within
Robin's Flies
while in the skies black, brown robin flies
Soaring flowing robin flies
lighting on the turf grasping looking to roost
early mid-morning chirps and tweets
standing, walking picking up worms to eat
bobbing like a plumber plundering
soaring high flyin free
while in the skies black, brown robin flies
4/22/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Thundering downstairs, my sister charged me with theft;
wondering, Dad questioned the source of her inquiry.
Blundering like a buffoon, at last I confessed,
plundering her coffers, I had filched her diary.
Deft hands suddenly snatched the book in question.
Bereft of my fun, I pulled a downplay,
“Theft is taking and KEEPing something not yours.”
Left with nothing to speak of, I just stole away.
Inner
With a luscious fullness
It emerged
Striking nooks and corners
With it penetrating forcefulness
Enveloping the evolving clouds
Concealing the flustering desire
Shadowing doubts then guilt
As l muse to ponder
Plundering the doubts
As it surfaced with a formidable chunk
Pounding the chunking doubts
Again and again
With precise willfulness
Prising it to a priceless grit
Quenching the rising tension.