Whatever you do, do not go up there!
They warned me before I had a foot on the stair.
What is happening? I asked, in a whispered tone.
I don’t know if I can tell, hissed a stagehand called Bone.
It’s the Disney faerie monthly meeting, one in the know said.
She was wearing Snow White’s dress, carrying an apple of red.
Sleeping Beauty said Meriwether is there, Flora and Fauna too.
I decided to come back later. Now, wouldn’t you?
Categories:
stagehand, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Death parodied Iron Maiden's band
with satirical mimicry,
a Twisted Sister bandstand
complete with flames and gimmickry.
As die-hard rock and rollers danced
Death parodied Iron Maiden's band,
the reaper keeping souls entranced
while maintaining the upper hand.
Beelzebub was Death's stagehand
languishing in the flames of hell,
Death parodied Iron Maiden's band
until the fallen angels fell.
His guitar screamed heavy metal
the kind of tunes parents banned,
annoying as stinging nettle
Death parodied Iron Maiden's band.
(Quatern)
01/21/2020
Distant Refrains Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
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Categories:
stagehand, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Quatern
from dawn
from all day
long tis time
for to dust off
my boots
release my
socks and let
breath my feet
dusk is upon
all of us but
for me i
watch
to no
suprise
you are on
my horizon
with your
moon rise
you raise me
up from a child
to a man
beginning
over again
and so
i am the
stagehand
raising the riser
for you to step higher
then
with wires
pulling you into
my backdrop of a
star lit
sky where
i hold tight and
with awed breath
guide you
through night's
sigh that is mine
but truly all yours
Categories:
stagehand, muse,
Form: I do not know?
Tall and handsome was super Armand
Younger days spent in a music boyband
Older he graduated to a heavy rock band
With the stage name of “Collapsin’ Grandstand”
Last summer Armand took a cruise trip to Greenland
Because that was his deep rooted fatherland
Then a hop a skip and a jump over to Iceland
Tagging on a visit to his sweet motherland
He thought this’d be much better than Disneyland
For here his music was in most popular demand
Confirmed in all papers at any newsstand
Heard it many a time and it was easy to understand
Fans cheered and danced at the band’s command
Everyone in attendance had a time that’s grand
Always had a bigger crowd than planned
All felt like they had reached the Holy Land
Never accused of being underhand or bland
Every night in the middle of Armand’s handstand
The crowd wildly cheered for “Collapsin’ Grandstand”
Too hilarious to see how would jump to attention every stagehand
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on February 28, 2018
Categories:
stagehand, celebrity, fun, music, passion,
Form: Monorhyme
FED ON SURVIVAL
Not one junkie I know has a test kit for purity
But I can tell you this much with surety
Although we should all be grateful for survival
I’d rather be declared dead on arrival
Frankly I’ve had enough of never being certain
And I demand the stagehand bring down the curtain
An addict yearns for quality and a cloud like dream
But when I awake in a hospital I usually scream
I scream for the friends I’ve lost who were never revived
Shoot, I haven’t even a clue how I have survived
Every day I’m the pearl in a random roulette wheel
Never knowing if I’ll O.D after I consume my last meal
So next time anyone sees me in the gutter simply leave me there
Because I can tell you this much and make it clear
I’ve never given a damn about religion or the Holy Bible
But I swear on it, i yearn to be declared dead on arrival
© 2011 Poefree
Categories:
stagehand, angstme,
Form: Quintain (English)
FED ON SURVIVAL
Not one junkie I know has a test kit for purity
But I can tell you this much with surety
Although we should all be grateful for survival
I’d rather be declared dead on arrival
Frankly I’ve had enough of never being certain
And I demand the stagehand bring down the curtain
An addict yearns for quality and a cloud like dream
But when I awake in a hospital I usually scream
I scream for the friends I’ve lost who were never revived
Shoot, I haven’t even a clue how I have survived
Every day I’m the pearl in a random roulette wheel
Never knowing if I’ll O.D after I consume my last meal
So next time anyone sees me in the gutter simply leave me there
Because I can tell you this much and make it clear
I’ve never given a damn about religion or the Holy Bible
But I swear on it, i yearn to be declared dead on arrival
© 2011 Poefree
Categories:
stagehand, angstme,
Form: Quintain (English)