“Stampede: The Bitumen Blooms”
All the promises under the Sun
could never buy time, and
all that glistens on a wrist in a heartbeat succombs
peels away the romance
like tinfoil scraps, wrapped and cutting like razors
into the skin of what matters most
liked barbed wire
around a wrist bleeding
glistening golden brands like some kind of reigning crown
the so-called pulse of keeping up with the J’s
will never deliver the most precious intangible,
it burns inside out unseen
underneath the bitumen
the buried truth blooms
strange journeys crawl
and their animals released
from the cage,
eventually,
stampede;
sacrifices are made.
Candide Diderot. ‘25
Categories:
stampede, humanity,
Form: Narrative
Footsteps of people
of the world walking daily
like thunder of hooves
Categories:
stampede, people,
Form: Senryu
If you want to darkness dump,
To in life take a long jump;
If you need a sounder base,
A crossing into new phase…
For who wants to rule his thought,
Not relying on ideas bought;
For emerging a true champ,
Where you happen to now camp…
To know how to drink with straw,
Fingernail clip when it’s claw!
For leverage to the fore,
Behind leaving days of yore…
You’d better you went to school,
For therein awaits The Tool;
When one is no longer young,
Earning money like The Strong…
In higher ones find a course.
Don’t try stampedes of a horse;
You will have broken a rule
And might not escape Half Fool…
God knows I’m the First Witness,
Now, a fast–selling–business
Ingratiating the teacher,
Who sometimes sounds like preacher…
Categories:
stampede, age, analogy, child, education,
Form: Rhyme
Wake up
Run to the door
Spring is in a hurry
To engage, arouse, ignite. Then
Summer
Categories:
stampede, life, spring,
Form: Cinquain
they laid in rows
blind onlookers eyes
trampled to death
8 Dead in many injured at Travis Scott’s AstroWorld festival in Houston this weekend
Categories:
stampede, body, death, grief,
Form: Senryu
A need for speed
Hear me plead
Intense, extreme
Sense stampede
Pour me more
Spill to floor
Enough, too little
Average, bore
Thin my skin
Outside in
With your touch
I’ll feel again
Categories:
stampede, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Why the stampede
to take the driver
out of the car?
~ In order to take
more money
from your jar
Categories:
stampede, car, money,
Form: Rhyme
Need for Weed So Stampede
What was well known that we all agreed,
Did have a desire to start smoking weed,
So to store to buy we would stampede.
Jim Horn
Was watching some executive take up
the habit on MSNBC.
Categories:
stampede, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Should See Stampede
Right now what is going through my mind?
A poem to think up and be able to find
Right words for lines I soon will write
Mull around in my mind, think that I might.
We all can surely seem to be so sensitive
And look like many others who may live
In their own cocoon,. dreams and thoughts
Maybe in German, English, Irish or Scotch.
My mind is made up from each group
Foolish things into would not try to dupe
Each of my poems you surely will appreciate
To read them have found it hard to wait.
Go ahead and read my poems right now
No matter what I should say or somehow
Will put together another poem to read
To buy at bookstores should see them stampede.
Categories:
stampede, poetry,
Form: Couplet
Trapped inside a spiders web...
a rainbow found its' colours...
basking under a star one night...
the riches were discovered...
...A gift was shared...
...the good heart mirrored...
...channelled thoughts, feelings,
to the world share...
...seek we find the answers...
...we just don't know it yet...
...recollection sometimes waivers...
...our feelings all agree...
...and the moment we decide...
...is the moment we believe...
Categories:
stampede, art, passion,
Form: Concrete
Band aids cover the womb,
until the scab grows strong.
In pain I grow weak.
I am sure you can feel it in the words I speak.
Blood leaks, from the warrior like scares on my cheek.
My wombs are fresh, band aids never seem to hold.
Temporary healing fades.
Hope decaying.
Flesh less bones of hope.
Clinging to its shoulder blade,
dragging it with me as I fall and continually fall.
Falling in shattered glass mixed with wreaking trash.
How have I come so low, below to the lowest of all times.
Below the stars I wonder.
Below the thousand footed stampede,
I bleed, I bleed.
With my blood I write, you read.
Indeed in need, in need of hope.
Categories:
stampede, depression, hope, life, loss,
Form: Free verse
It's Black Friday! Bargains and deals galore!
Hey! Lets go buy some more stuff,
And trample a small child.
For the Trample contest.
Categories:
stampede, people, social,
Form: Kimo
Just moving about on rows of countless legs
seems a most complex concern
of the millipede.
I wonder how its motor nerves synchronize
milli-leg motion so not a limb
could impede
the smooth movement of the rest of its legs
to avoid entanglements or a
weird stampede,
a blunder the millipede should guard against
gossipers-creepers like his
cousin centipede!
Categories:
stampede, funny
Form: Tail-rhyme
When confronted with
edicts of expendability,
the sanest of minds
condemn usury as a practice
defecating on
the nobler edicts of survival
until all herded
charge the very gates of compliance.
Categories:
stampede, social, war
Form: Free verse
Wake up, wake up, you sleepy head
There’s a herd of rhinos eyeballing your bed!
But use caution, Brother, avert your eyes
That flamingo in the doorway is awfully shy
Good morning, Sister, I’d skip breakfast today
Or that moose in the kitchen might take it away.
Be careful if planning on watching cartoons
Because those wolves on the couch are threatening doom!
Anton, don’t brush your teeth. Emmie, don’t comb your hair
The bees in the cabinet might startle the bear.
Just stay in your bed and don’t plan to play
Good morning, kids. Did JJ tell you? It’s April Fool’s Day…
Categories:
stampede, children
Form: Narrative
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