Short Violator Poems
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Just experienced the most violent of storms
Moved our barbeque cross our deck, not norm
About three minutes later
The sun shooed this violator
Climate change? A dazzling spectacle performed
A private dick refers to a private investigator
Suggestive if your mind's a status quo violator
Quite innocent most times
Though suggestive I find
But straight as an arrow since my years in jail
Esther and PD
Sitting on a tree.
Esther touched PD, repeatedly
A poetry soup violator was she.
Then came PD, and smacked her around
Showed her what true women are all about
Esther the Greedy..........
RIP...............................
~SKAT~
Sustained by dense manipulation
corruption rears its ugly head
hiding its identity
behind masks of deceit...
the violator
abuses with
a nameless
coward’s
face.
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Contest: Form ‘N’ ~ Nonet
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Placed 1st
© 24th April 2017
Not bringing along my tool
Has me made a fool:
A gross violator of workers’ first rule,
A copyist of the stubborn mule
And one to again lend time to some school…
And here I am, seated, “Very Cool”,
Unrestrainedly gazing at a purplish pool,
Though I’d deserved all but a viewing stool.
thunder you
& your trouble trying
to murmur trying
to fight frustration-
don't shy from his shrieks
father sky he is meek-
light flashing freak
too high up to speak
quite a violent
violator- through flesh
you break, groping
for blood to take, sorry
for my (barenaked bones)
dusty moans blown
by the wind- thunder you
never ask before you
come in
What future
Enter rapture bleed into her seams
Mercy less the broken screams dress the beds of dying dreams
Art upon gallery halls serve to camouflage cracked facade walls
Violator blood red rose thorn the fibre of one’s clothes
Ensnared betwixt web and flow the painting
Doth it’s tell show
Haunting fear within their eyes
Echoed by the masses cries
Knowing come this day end
Answer must !
What future ? ?
The ocean cringed
Its body being violated
Over and over again
Nobody stopped it, only watched
With eyes filled with a disgusting lust
The ocean closed her eyes
And endured the pain
It was necessary
In trade, she'll go back to paradise
Every day, looking at her sky
The sky with curious brown eyes
And wonderful blonde hair
One violator fills her with trash
The next extinguishes a cigarette
On her already bruised body
But she endures it
Knowing better days are coming