Suckered Poems

Close the Portals

Eve saw the serpent eat the fruit
and through her sight, he found the route
to the recesses of her mind
then made her think he was so kind.

She heard one speak in tones so sweet
slick words that entered wisdom’s seat.
So, through the portal of the ears
she was suckered by Satan’s jeers.

Satan seeks access to our mind
His goal is to deceive and bind.
And when at last he gets his way
He treats us like lions treat prey.

Guard well the access to your mind
Let not allurements make you blind.
 If you would make Jesus your Lord
Then you must sever Satan’s chords.

The doors you once opened to him
which made you subject to his whim
You now must close and bid him leave
If you to Christ desire to cleave.

Be mindful of the things you watch
The Devil seeks your soul to catch.
Through movies and music, he sets
His trusty traps and nifty nets.

To sight and sound, scent, touch, and taste 
demon possession can be traced.
Once Satan gains access to the soul 
He seeks his victims to control.

Satan seeks to steal, kill, and destroy,
To this end, he designs his ploys.
Jesus offers you, life and peace
He longs Satan’s chains to release.

Suckered Brunch

You beat me to that sucker punch,
but missed I was away at  brunch;
Honey I have been gone,
all you get is a dial tone;
The trash took itself out for lunch.

Grocery Shopping Gripes

She’d a shopping list in her bag
Long since lost in the mess
But she could remember it vaguely…
Dammit .... she’d just have to guess

She grabbed a trolley out of the garden
It squealed and it see-sawed
No wonder because one of the wheels
Went backward instead of forward

She shot in through the doorway
And breathed a deep breath in
Her total focus needed now
To avoid financial ruin

Starting off with a hiss and a roar
She was soon completely absorbed
At looking at expensive delights
None of which she could afford

So she dillied and she dallied
With choices designed to confuse
She was temporarily suckered in
By an offer to good to refuse

Finally finished, she staggered 
Trolley piled up high and bulging 
To the self-serve checkout queue
She had regrets about indulging

Wearily she scanned her goods
Then let out an almighty groan –
After all that bloody effort
She’d left her visa card at home

Seven Sellers

Seven sellers selling scissors
sold six feet apart
Selling scissors some would say
kept them running smart

When seven shoppers started strolling
stopping for the start
And sighing suckered seeming sick
sluggish from the heart

Simply Ignore It

How do I change the conversation on social media?
By starting a new one
It that does not work I throw an unusual piece of art on my wall.
If it is ignored, I go to Pinterest and collect five photos I love.
I post them.
If that is ignored, I throw on a cartoon that would make the
Grim Reaper laugh.
Most people will change the subject when they realize
How difficult it is to keep up a conversation by themselves
If they do not, I post photos of my cat, dog, and grandchildren.
By now they are realizing I am not going to be suckered in.
The one thing I do not do is react to a conversation I do not agree with.
I simply ignore it.

The Last Time Relived

I fell for it again; because I am easy and forget
I keep forgiving, and when I do, it is over.
So here I am, giving him another check,
To pay his rent, a one time deal
Just like last month and the month before

No wait, it was not rent the month before
It was grocery money. His social security check did not come.
Now that I think of that, I feel better, less suckered.
This will be the last time surely, not like last year
When I was writing a check for his utilities and his girlfriend’s baby’s diapers.

He is my nephew after all. He is seriously trying.
He has a new job, and he sounds optimistic about it.
I found myself saying “if you don’t like it, you should quit”
I knew better, I wished I had taped my mouth
Knowing it will be the same as the last six times he got a job.

Suckered By Your Bluff

I found you gal		
And felt so grand.
I placed a bet			
And played my hand.
But I was suckered		
By your bluff,
‘Cause what you offered	
Wasn’t love.

I still remember,		
Way back when,
You upped the ante		
Once again.
The stakes were higher	
Than I knew.
I lost my soul			
When I won you.

I’m gonna dry		
My tears of you,
Then I’ll begin		
My life anew.
I’ll plug that hole		
Left in my heart
So I can find			
A brand new start.
I was so suckered		
By your bluff,
‘Cause what you offered	
Wasn’t love.

You had me fooled		
For a few years,
Then I woke up		
And drowned in beers.
Now clean and sober	
I can leave,
And I won’t even		
Stop to grieve.

I’m gonna dry		
My tears of you,
Then I’ll begin		
My life anew.
I’ll plug that hole		
Left in my heart
So I can find			
A brand new start.
I was so suckered		
By your bluff;
‘Cause what you offered	
Wasn’t love.

Bird Brained: a Tongue Twister

Bird Brained: A tongue twister

Poverty stricken, attired in sack
Hopeful looks forward, never looks back
Polite to the people, the rich and the poor
Doesn't want much, just enough and no more

Just the one friend that he hatched from an egg
The fellow won't steal but for bird seed he'll beg
Starving he'll suffer and thirst he'll endure
But food for his chick he will always procure

Yet once ugly, fluffy and stumbling around
Now older and strutting, the bird stands it's ground
Gratitude lacking, expecting a handout
Bird brained he may be but life he's got panned out

This human so stupid, his empathy slanted
Saw not his bird friend now took him for granted
Plucking and stuffing would gain a good meal
But eating his buddy held little appeal

Affection his bird friend returned not in kind
Just suckered this human and messed with his mind
Showed no affection, no gratitude either
Just strutted around like some feathery diva

So now I must finish this tale I have told
Of a warm hearted pauper and pet bird so cold
I'll offer a gift, for the man not the pheasant
It's the pheasant's pleasant peasant's present

A Ridiculous Out-Of-Date Habit

Smoking a cigarette, how stupid was that
Suckered in like so many, smoked pack after pack
Weird!!! Made us choke
Sucking in smoke
How ridiculous was that, common sense we lacked

Warning Or Horror

A CASHLESS SOCIETY, MEANS TOTAL CONTROL.
IT'S ALL GOING DOWN, MOST DON'T EVEN KNOW.
IT'S ALL A TRAP, THAT IS COMING ABOUT.
ONCE SUCKERED IN, THERE'S NO WAY TO GET OUT.
TRACKING YOUR SPENDING, WHERE EVER YOU VISIT.
WHO NEEDS TO KNOW AND I ASK YOU WHY IS IT.
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE, RIGHT THERE IN YOUR HAND.
GATHERING INTEL, AND AWAITING COMMAND.
ELITES WANT CONTROL, THEY WILL DO WHAT THEY MUST.
BUY UP SILVER AND GOLD, WE CAN WATCH THEM GO BUST.
A FORM OF MONEY, FIVE THOUSAND YEARS OLD.
GOLD IS A RELIC, WE ARE FORCED TO BE TOLD.
IF YOU DON'T HAVE POSSESSION, YOU DON'T HAVE CONTROL
JUST ONE MORE REASON, WHY YOU WANT TO OWN GOLD.
THERE'S A GOLDEN RULE, MAYBE YOU HEARD.
HE WITH THE GOLD, HAS THE LAST WORD.

Accosting Eye To Eye

On a dive to wreck of good ship "Soul"
I noticed a door locked tight.
Over I swam to peer inside a keyhole
Expecting it be blocked up tight.

In shock I pulled eye back in awe.
For I saw an eye in hole
Staring right back at me through door
Eye to eye, delving within, soul to soul.

I looked again; alien eye had move well away.
As I stared the eye returned
On head of blue-ringed octopus it lay.
A human eye on Cephalopod head adorned.

The shock recalled a memory long lost
Of a lover's deeply piercing eyes
Always there poised to engage, accost
With suckered arms through keyhole poised for pries.

Death-Defying

Life is a tightrope act
And we were suckered
Into using unicycles

No training
No balance
Can't ride
Can't walk
No balance
Will certainly fall

The crowd cheers,
Or maybe jeers?
They can't catch you

Clowns point and wave
All a joke
They'll not even try to save

So very glad the Ringmaster
Foresaw this deadly disaster
I'm not the least afraid,
(It's really His display)
And I can even sing,
For God gave me wings

Female Mosquito

The females of the species are the ones that bite.
There is one I have been trying to kill day and night.
That elusive thing takes its shots at me.
It draws some blood, and flies away freely.
That mosquito reminds me of my ex-wife.
She sucked my blood for a good portion of my life.
She suckered me, and before she went,
she took nearly everything in the divorce settlement.
There is one big difference in the two you should know.
I cannot go to jail for murdering a mosquito.

A fictional account.  I've never been married.

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

I told her I would walk her dog,
She had been ill, was in a fog.
So off we went on our little jog
When Fido spied a pesky frog.
Off at a sprint, over a log,
And the two of us landed in a bog.
Clothing's wet, it's all a-sog
Because of this here blasted dog.
Neighbours eyes are all agog
As back up the street the two of us slog.
So the next time she offers a cup of grog
I'll not be suckered into walking the dog.





for Dane Ann Smith Johnsen's "good Deeds" contest

Sheepdog Trials

I saw a note pinned up today
that sheepdog trials are underway
I thought, at last, there's justice for the flock
I imagined my fine elocution
as witness for the prosecution
denouncing deeds by doggies in the dock.

Two-leggies might not have the smarts
to see through arcane canine arts
and arrogantly think they are in charge
They're suckered to the masterplan,
believe the wolves are tamed by man,
when really they are free to roam at large.

In court we sheep will have our day
and see the wolves all locked away,
and finally they'll throw away the key;
then celebrate in field and dale;
in years to come they'll tell the tale
of how the woolly ones became the free.

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