Short Volunteered Poems
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They wanted heros
So we gladly volunteered
To destroy our foes.
Alas, we were successful.
Now there's only dust and tears.
Jamaica No she volunteered
Thought Deed Think Need
Silence of the lambs. Bah!
there is a herd of texas cattle
who volunteered to fight in the battle
for big bovine
they sure can march in line
and all carry a sabre to rattle
Candles are all in old talks
For their dedication part
It’s wrong to forget
Innocent umbrellas
Volunteered to get wet
For the noses to remain dried
When she fell on the sidewalk
no one volunteered to raise her..
Just a friendly mutt,
barked beside her for help...
Just an irrational animal,
it's so true...!
It would be easier
endure the world
on the back,
if each one volunteered
with his own shoulder
resiliently,
stoically...
lonely were his days
a ridiculous sameness
unfulfilled always
never volunteered
never helped anyone else
never liked himself
drifted into death
mailman finally missed him
alerted the police
I volunteered for an experiment
to assess the effects of merriment
I laughed so very hard
My funny bone was scarred
Much to my humerus’ imperilment
Just met a friendly supermarket cashier
Thanked him for the joyful presence he volunteered
A mundane occupation
Doesn't stimulate the imagination
Guess it's way better than a street bum career
To my destiny, I once complained
For
The unbearable weight my soul was
Condemned to carry,
“Why then have you volunteered to carry it?”
Answered she, with surprise!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 FEBRUARY 2015
Memorial Day picnic by the lake, listening to the baseball game
Thanksgiving, an indoor feast, screen tuned to the football game
'I guess Thanksgiving is more important than Memorial Day'
volunteered my perspicacious youngest son
Seventy Seven
Written: by Tom Wright
1/15/2016
77 Feels Like,
Going From Fine China
To Styrofoam Cups and Paper Plates;
The gourmet meals, life formerly volunteered,
Have vanished from the menu, leaving unexhausted items
I’m found without appetency for.
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Seventy Seven
Written: by Tom Wright
1/15/2016
77 Feels Like,
Going From Fine China
To Styrofoam Cups and Paper Plates;
The gourmet meals, life formerly volunteered,
Have vanished from the menu, leaving unexhausted items
I’m found without appetency for.
V vaunts verbiage vociferously.
Visage viewed very vacuous
Vacillates varyingly,
Venting valentine versus violence
Vast, versatile, variant,
Vehement vituperations volunteered:
Voices voice virtuously
Voices voice vulgarly
V very veracious,
Versal vortices visualized,
Versal volages visualized,
V’s valedictory.
It was 35 Diggers dead each day
Of the Great War for they volunteered to stay
Mounting a total to 60,000 the cost
Each one a son or daughter of the Southern Cross lost
From a country of five million souls strong
416,809 enlisted to the battle front long
And lastly 156,000 became casualties
For us, for freedom the sacrifice was not free.
© Paul Warren Poetry
That warm smile
Those open arms that are always embracing
That heart of love and compassion
You so easily gave
The friendly talks
The counsel you volunteered
The prayers you prayed
You never failed to impart each moment you shared
You will live on in our memories
Now and forever
Never to depart
Gone but not forgotten
Copyright © Karen Edwards-Gregory | 2017
Form:
the real martyrs volunteered
their bodies for torture
suffered a terrible death
and they said father forgive them
just before their death
the real cowards they run away
just as fast as they can
they think that there some place to go
but that is fairy land
the real scriptures tell the truth
the past, present and future
if you chose the wrong scripture
your messing with your future
Form:
A week ago, I rode the train
And saw a show; did not refrain
From eating out and seeing friends,
The things on which my life depends.
I’d planned a trip, was set to go,
Not knowing all that I now know.
I shopped in stores and waited for
My quilting class, which I adore.
A week ago I volunteered
But school group tours have disappeared.
So much has happened, oh, so fast.
How long, I wonder, will it last?
He never liked "Bob" - now a success
So Robert Croslin he is
Raise in Baltimore ("projects")
His mom (Aurelia) is grandma to my kids
His only son, a lawyer in DC
In his own right, now elected
Mayor of Hyattsville! (Praise God)
Once, my "good" eye-doctors place
Where I volunteered for its Literacy Council
Memories of Library, churches, New Year breakfasts!
A liveable community, a bit costly now
But memories continue to layer on
Gadani beach
Gadani beach, the last call
she only needs skeletal crew
As I had not been to Pakistan
I volunteered to be skeletal
it was the beach in the name
I thought of seminude girls
How wrong can a man be
Gadani was a cemetery for
for ship, too old and too small
for maritime business
My home, for two years made
into nails and turned into
unspeakable parts
This is life, sailors and ships
have a short life span
It showed on my face
Frustration with my lover
How did it happen?
She overheard me
Whispering that I'll kill him
My dark teddy bear
Gwen said, "No you won't!"
I saw you rescue dead plants
And brought them to life"
I'd not known she knew
Days before we volunteered
Stuffing envelopes
We left the library
For a different address where
I saw dying plants
They soon decked terrace
Overlooking warm swim pool
They thrived as I thrived.
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