The soups and breads were fixed
know seemed to have interest
In that. One commented that the
Chickens used in the soup were as
big as geese, naming one kingKong.
Garlic and margine was used with
Garden herbs to create the croutons.
He would be a one man ed gang to
complete all the tasks still needed to
be done before the party goers arrived.
She like using terms for the chores
which were incomplete and offered to
do them herself, Fee-end she spoke of the
staff lacking to clean both softshelled crabs
and the softshelled crayfish. They should be
I ed of put in the frig she said.
Leaving the crew of one puzzled. A hall of fame
to the genius who invents a robot who isn't afraid
of my tongue lashing. Until the both you and I are
are at best the seasoning of which is to follow.
The need to be on time and prudent.
Let one thousand flowers bloom
But choose one to your liking
What a beautiful watercolor loom
Where we can intertwine our lightning
The sepals must unfurl subtly
(then supplely) handle the pistil (Ahh!)
Stigma, style, pollen so lovely
Connecting anther and stamen by fistula
We are told to talk lovingly
to our plants, no trashing
I want to bee above this flower hovering
And give a good tongue lashing
Then I’ll bump a daisy
And for her garden an Arum Titan
Flowers blooming and nothings hazy
As we sail on to the horizon
Mom's tongue-lashing ~
far more potent than fistic thrashing
Unseasonal summer rains at once burst
Everywhere litter and garbage dispersed
Making men run here and there for shelter
In no time, life becomes helter-skelter
Unexpected like facing an old friend
Heat waves turn into zephyrs in the end
Enraptured by a great relief to hearts
Pleasant weather diffused in many parts
Unlucky for farmers who toiled year long
Grains stay afloat; a heart rendering song
In the wink of an eye, things go tumbled
Happy dreams about their kindred crumbled
Unkind like a bad master who reviles
Vicious arrows of words for making trials
With tongue lashing, makes the servants feel hurt
As huge hailstones thudding down with a spurt
Unfurls an eye feasting vibrant rainbow
Cleans air and makes leaves look fresh and aglow
Koel starts singing as if spring gets back
A curtain raiser to ‘Fall’ next on track
Place: 2nd
I will conjecture
And give you a lecture
Is it better to complain?
Or preferably explain?
Should I talk you through it?
Or just tell you to do it?
If you listened first time round
Ranting words won't compound
I give you a tongue lashing
A noisy ear bashing
But you still don't hear me say
"JUST PUT IT AWAY"
So do it right first
And your bubble I won't burst
And I will not conjecture
Or give you a lecture.
PLEASE
Tongue lashing again,
Life's callous pecking order,
Choked on disrespect
The scourned feel detest,
The lack of gratitude stings,
Respect's a balance
Disrespectful self
Aching inside, the wound raw,
Self-love feels like salt
The real woman cries for flower.
A handed one makes her tower.
The much uplifted that hour!
Giver has but lent her power;
Just nothing would the day sour.
A woman, then free to glower,
If you'd promised her a flower
And it she saw not next hour;
As a replacement Bakers Flour...
Such a woman could make one cower:
For more than one grieving hour
Tongue-lashing men with full power?
"Go and sit down on your bower!"
Positioned in order to hear
Tales of tall thought’s taunting
Lies move along the palate
Lips moving in silence
Sounds traveling into innocent ears
Moving to the soul of pure heart
Twisting and turning it’s valves
Cutting off it’s brain from power
Unable to speak only hear
Anger raging within yet, a calm look
Frozen in time unable to move
Insults with hurtful sounds
Fear created by a fool with words
Hark! A listener from afar
An Angel sent from heaven above
Speaking in silent tones only one can hear
Matthew 10:28
“ And fear not them which kill the body.
But are not able to kill the soul”
Their soul gently came to peace
While the bully was still speaking
This gentle soul let these words travel
Into one ear and out the other
Their pain had disappeared
“If the tongue does not speak then the mouth is empty”
Wifey's been in an attack mode recently
After an hour of tongue-lashing, I ask for leniency
Out of control
Shattered my soul
Cower in a corner, muttering incoherently
quaintest of little restaurants
sweet setting for a bit of romance
lights dimly dimmed
tables set just so
menu absolutely delightful
prices meant not to give a fright
we sat there in the corner
before long heard some kafuffle
from behind in the kitchen
it went on and on
was just relentless
we could hear
every single word
vicious tongue lashing
we figured out in time
this idyllic setting
was just a venus trap
it didn’t take us long
to gather up our things
run out as fast we could
Submitted on October 4, 2021 for "R" CONTEST, NEW OR OLD sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE - RANKED 2ND
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I began to preach at ten
but had no idea why so late,
soon it would be dark, I thought,
and wondered why
it was not so already.
Several apathies passed unnoticed.
I gave them no mind.
And, finally, an opportunity
in a lavish, bizarre old living room.
But the matriarch was having none of it,
she was withered and severe,
she heatedly ordered me on my way
and saw to it that I did not mind.
The tongue-lashing didn't bother me much,
I was amused, come to think of it.
Leaving, I passed the housekeeper,
buxom and charming,
a smiling auburn gem
I should have met somewhere else.
And it was twelve.
The day was still bright
and the thinning traffic was still traffic.
I melted into the radiance of midnight.
23rd July 1997
Wifey's been in an attack mode recently
After an hour of tongue-lashing, ask for leniency
Out of control
Shattered my soul
Cower in a corner, muttering incoherently
Psychology Professor
Trump's popularity is becoming lesser and lesser
Even though the fool is a frantic, fancy dresser;
Weird thing he considers to have compassion
Is with puckered lips giving a tongue lashing
And of gloom has been known to be a professor.
Jim Horn
Fiercely his tongue lashed.
Head bowed her spirit bleeds out.
Invisible cut.
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