A star, how bright
Gleams far, its light
They made a horror flick
He was weak or he was sick
They chose him as the star
He can run, but won't get far
They created a wall compartment
Inside his small apartment
They installed cameras there
Reality show, unwanted, but they didn't care.
(bridge)
He felt ill, he began to ail
No idea of the hand pushing down the scale
Romance and work dove down the drain
They laughed and gloated at his pain.
(Chorus)
It’s a horror flick, but the plot is real,
They aren't like us in the way they feel.
He’s the star they chose, but the plot is sick,
Living and dying in their horror flick.
He heard them speak, felt nerve gas in his room
His apartment was a secret tomb.
He knew too much, but the cops would not believe
And he could not save others, for them we grieve.
So, learn the lesson be an owl:
Around us ghouls are on the prowl
They pass as normal, but empathy lacks
And in normal life, there are hidden attacks.
It could happen to you too
Bewildered by all the bad things that accrue
A life derailed, no suspicion why
When the only exit seems the choice to die.
("Rainbow Body" detail, 2018, original encaustic)
Today I noticed on a website I use for book reviews
All eight of my poetry books
Suddenly have a fresh new one star review.
Sadly though there is no content to these reviews
Nothing to sink my teeth into and learn from
Just a single star
Which simply means, “I hate it.”
But these are the first reviews or ratings
I have ever received in ten years now
Of publishing poems
So I will take it
Mostly because I have no choice.
It is a free world after all
And so if we engage with it
We shouldn’t be surprised
When it engages back.
The beauty of getting only one star reviews
Of course is it doesn’t get my hopes up
Hopes of becoming rich and famous
Influential and significant
Because I know, especially now,
None of that would be true.
(9/15/25)
WISHING ON A STAR
It is so dark outside,
There is not much light,
Nothing is too bright,
When it’s night,
Except when I open the
Curtains to peep from inside.
I then see the moon,
And a cross kind of face,
I long to see it round,
But soon
It will look thin,
And the moon makes no sound.
And way up high,
In that dark sky,
I see sparkling stars,
That mummy says,
If there are people on mars,
They see them too,
I wish I could meet one or two,
People from mars I mean,
Not the stars.
And my dad has shown me
The Milky Way
How exciting to see
And know what is out
There in the dark,
It’s almost like walking
With mum and dad
In our nearby park.
So I have decided to
Ask mummy to keep my
Curtains open,
So, I can see the moon,
And when there is a boy,
Who sits on the moon,
Which looks like a spoon,
Fishing,
I will be wishing
Upon one of the bright stars,
That one day we will meet,
Oh golly gee,
Won’t that be a treat.
Fourtle Poetry Contest //Sponsored by: Charles Messina
Contest Judged: 9/21/2025 8:25:00 PM
( 2nd Place )
Written: September 15, 2025
Bright star, shine far
Deep scar, leaves mar
You were just
Meant to be
a summer dream
A secret to keep
Never knew
I would fall so deep
Never knew a fairytale
Would become so real
Coz now u have
Swept me off my feet
We are
What we are
Never too much
Just enough to be
Wish the summer never ends
A dream from which
I don’t have to wake
A secret I can share
With the world
That you are now mine
I’ll let you fly high
Reach the stars
I will always be there
And I know you will be too
We are
What we are
Never too much
Just enough to be
Love dances in our eyes,
Can come in any shape or size,
Love we mortals personify,
Starts with twinkle in our eye,
Love is not only for the young,
Wrinkly lovers laugh for fun,
Love is for near and far,
Fur, fin, feather, Love's the star,
Love is part of adaptation,
Love for God wants faith in action,
Love can bloom or fade away,
Brief regret, on with today,
Love's torch can light our way,
Love dancing leads each day,
Love is part of our human zen,
More love needed in our global den.
Hollywood casts its new shooting star
Opulence follows the tale
Larger than life lifestyle sits on green gables
Larger than life ego sips from golden goblets
Yearly excursion to the plastic surgeon
Whirlwind romances blow
Overseas to cease and desist two diseases
Oil of olay won't save the day
Dingy can't find a safe port
Hollywood's new shooting star shot with penicillin
An arrow a day keeps the shivers from quivers away
She still swears he gave it to her
Both attend the press conference with lawyers
Exuberant fans become ex-fans
Except when cutting red ribbons at fastfood takeout stakeouts
Nobody notices the smell for weeks
If quantum mechanics were understood,
and black hole singularities, space-time,
and gravity's well swallowed in a flood,
would bend to genius effort of this rhyme,
instead, might solve a wicked delusion:
that I am Center of the Universe.
If the Bell Curve, for IQ, ends confusion,
then my so-called “godhood” status, a curse,
permits the information paradox,
a test, to irradiate my manic strain,
turning Schrödinger's Cat into a fox,
collapsing my wave-function to Planck domain.
What now remains, is for me to theorize:
will this strange rhyme win me a Nobel Prize?
Wide-eyed splendors at night,
Metamorphosis "Beams!"
Restless sleep or waking light...
Star cast visions and "Dreams!"
Star
Shining smartly in the soft night,
Twinkling with an outlying light
All across the shadowy sky,
Radiates beauty to the eye.
Speak of the "Stripes"
Speak of the "Stars"
Speak "Hate" of "Others"
In "Racist Rant Bars"
Speak of your "Country"
Speak of your "Pride"
Speak with "Proud Voice"
The "Hate" kept "Inside"
Speak of "God's Love"
Speak of "Gold Shelves"
Speak "Hate" of "Freedom"
Speak for "Yourselves!"
Young lovers watched from a roofless car
The full moon kissed the Northern Star
They shoot stars, don't they, when fame fades,
When mirror's lies scream for repentance
I bought you star shaped lillies of blue,
just to tell you that I love you.
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