Takers Poems

Givers and Takers 

For when I am a leaf upon the ground, 
As I often am. 
You will find me in a state of change. 
From the juicy reds and yellows 
To a blending shade of brown, to tan, to
nothing....Read More

We the People
By Franklin Price
03/20/2020

We the people of this great USA
Are facing Coronavirus today
Coming together by staying away
Stops the transmission, holds infection at bay

If you must go to obtain any needs
Wash your hands often, that's where virus breeds
Cough in your...Read More

I love the furniture flipper shows
Where people buy old furniture, fix it up
And sell it for hopefully a profit

The furniture I love often remains unsold
Whereas the items I think will never sell
Are usually the first things to be purchased

As these...Read More

GROWING UP ACROSS THE STREET FROM 
TIGER STADIUM HAS ITS ADVANTAGE
AND DISADVANTAGES.
BEING A YOUNGSTER 
HOT HUMID MUGGY SUMMER NIGHT.
DETROIT MICHIGAN.
JULY NINETEEN HUNDRED AND 73
WOULD TURN OUT TO BE A VERY
COLD
NIGHT.
IN THE MOST UNTHINKABLE WAY.
RUNNING AROUND TIGER STADIUM
3 HOURS BEFORE THE...Read More

Risk Takers excite me
Jumping in without hesitation
Optimism oozing out of them

Self confident
Perpetually ready
Game for whatever

Diving off cliffs
Our out of airplanes
Without caution

Expecting the best
Anticipating the thrill of the win
And usually getting it

...Read More

Party Loudly 
(and hats that fit badly)
 
The comments of strangers, 
passers-by on the street,
people that matter very little, 
or even not at all. 

Effect the outcome of our lives, 
in ways we have no idea...
yet, how to feel. 

Some...Read More

There are takers, and they can ruin the season.
Teaching their children to get on all the Christmas lists.
Yelling at the do-gooders who bring toys but no receipts.
Showing the do-gooders children what appreciation does not look like.
Their children are embarrassed, realizing...Read More

The Selfish Poet

Posts their work, eat comments
as if at a feast.
But close their pen, when it
comes to a reply?
Inimitable,arrogance divine!

Do they in mirrors all day look?
Admiring only their face and poetry?

Am joyful to know that most here surely
are givers not...Read More

Written: by Miracle Man
11-11-2019

In a nefarious world such as we are now living,
We vote for wicked things making them lawful.
More are now takers than are those giving,
And the end result, is apt to be something awful.

We’re being deceived by all...Read More

I'm going to sea in a blueberry boat
paddling far past fakers and breakers
where I'm told there's happiness and hope
more givers and doers not dreamers and takers
I'll sing salty songs with sharks and gulls, 
until they nibble away my blueberry hull
and...Read More

If I weren't afraid, I'd pluck some dainty flowers
Be unashamed of mostly women at showers,
Stand with you dressed in choir robes and singing hymnals,
Be sweet like a kitty not roar like animals
Hold infant with both hands, and not catch a...Read More

Kamehameha the Great King
Banded the islands by taking,
Foreign ills brought us mass killing,
Now takers are law-abiding.

Kamehameha kept the tradition,
Cornered, I established "trade-edition."
Telescope versus beliefs,
High-cost versus reliefs,
We made those four ills o'er our extinction.

Kamehameha viewed himself as being Great,
He ate what...Read More

Joe: "It's 9 a.m., here in Gotham and my partner, Mike and I, have been here since 7 a.m., and we also passed a cow coming over here!"
Mike: "That was no cow sir just a very nice looking St. Bernard,...Read More

Flowers from blood 
The death of beauty 
The blade made of evil desires 
The want of hand and eye
The cut that cannot be stitched 
The fatal wound 
The killing 
Givers and takers equally willing 

Sizes ,  shapes , ...Read More

Why Am I here do you Need me Lord
The reason why we are here,
Worship
The reason why, we’re here,
To give praise
The reason why we’re here
God DOESN’T need us
Why Am I here do you Need me Lord
Yet, He created us, AMEN
He made...Read More

The old man arrived a gleam in his eyes;
He announced with aplomb “berries are in”
The buckets are clean, the weather is fine;
Who wants to go berry picking with me?

No! No takers save one, I had the time.
So off we did...Read More

A Narrative...

The View

At the end of Mulberry street
stood a massive old and weathered oak. 
With an owl rested there every night , just waiting
for the right meal to wander by,
then silent wings swooped effortlessly down
the massacre hardly made a sound...Read More

Raindrops that slumber
Air that kills
What is the deal...

Smog makers 
Smog takers
All are breakers...

Leaves are thinking
The sky is shrinking 
What are we creating?

...Read More

I’m A “Street Fighter” 
You see the “Wings” CHUN 
LI
“BRUCE WAYNE”
 “LEROY”
“LU”
KAME
“THE LAST DRAGON BREATHS”
You don’t want “NUN”-CHUCK
NORE IS ANY ENTITY
Check my IP MAN
my Impulse 
 “Ki”
I’m the “1ONE” Fearless 
Jackie’s First Strike “Unleashed”
In a Tuxedo 
Mr. Nice Guy
They feel...Read More

With warm, loving memories of my mom,
appreciation and blessing I frame.
Like poets of old, I’m penning this psalm
to give praise to those who earn that good name.

Movers and shakers of the happy home
risk takers, bakers and merrymakers
mood breakers / servants...Read More

Predator Antiqua Multis Versus Respiciens Tempus


I Watched Midnight Sun Fall Into Dark Shades Of Oblivion

Part I

I watched midnight sun fall into dark shades of oblivion
with its dying light screaming in agonizing moans
upon bloody battlefields of massive bloated carrion
as weeping echoes...Read More

It's sad to say but we're pathetic today; cuz we're 
childishly crying at the crib 
We're screaming, and shouting and drooling at the mouth. 
I swear we all need bibs. 
Tear stained faces contorted and grimly unsorted; that 
mindfully should...Read More

I've invested too much time 
Into people I thought were genuine 
It's baffling
How many people you know 
You think have your back
But actually don't 
When you need me there
I show up 
When I need you 
It's you know I would...Read More

Gray days, cobweb clouds, skeleton trees through my frosty window
Cold coffee, a piece of half-eaten toast, butter puddles frozen in place
Cat rubbing against my bare legs, half listening to the TV-babble
Wanting to stay in bed all day, make the half-frozen...Read More

lying in the stroller waiting for a push
then we go round the mulberry bush
saddling up the rocking horse
getting our jeans all dirty of course!
day one on the bus going to school
Provokingly they may slap me the rule
making the grade to...Read More