Don't ever vouch for drunk caffeine
That it can't one show one's coffin,
Now,my heart's calm rate quickening,
Later,taxed vessels weakening
Turns it out a search for a lift
But towards Descent final drift.
One begins to question its source;
A system is being moved with force.
The waiter in every cola:
Eaters it won't make a Zola;
Even one drags by the collar,
My best movement A Parabola!
What would you have stimulated;
Samson's bearing simulated?
At the sight of caffeine stiffen:
I'd stop a long chat or briefing.
THEY MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH CHELSEA
Color blue...
Dan Petrescu...
Capi Dennis Wise,
UEFA the biggest price,
Celestine Babayaro,
Still remember him like tomorrow.
Zola definitely lure me
As honey attracts the bee.
Y'all remember Tore Andre Flo?
Our football was a masterful flow...
Then comes a flash from flanks,
Robben does the wing robbery with silky pranks,
The Duffer those it from the left flank,
Damien Duff dust-off defenders off the rank.
Witness the power of thunderbolt Hasselbaink:
Jimmy the Floyd playing the dummy
then ball rolls out like a mummy,
Straight to Bolo Zenden for a cut back
through the acute angel of the pitch arc
to the rocketed-feets of Lampard into the net.
Now, watch the replay; the spectacule is set.
Never underestimate the blue army clan,
These heroes & more made me a lifelong fan.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright© 7th January, 2020.
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19th Century
French writer Emile Zola-
defender of truth
Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
First published 2018 in Hollywood Haiku via wattpad.com
These vain attempts at verse could not be droller.
Your stuff is less inviting than ebola
(and not as catchy). Wordier than Emil Zola,
you haven’t got the steam to be a roller.
I’ve seen more cutting-edge in Pepsi-Cola.
You clearly honed your style in Fuengirola.
About as challenging as last year’s “¡Hola!”
(I’m sure you’re highly thought of in Angola.)
But that aside, I need a favour, mate.
The flood of would-be Spensers is in spate.
I’d like you to review – that is, donate
your time and talent (at the going-rate,
which happens to be zero.) Desecrate
the pricks who prattle, and the prigs who prate.
Denounce, detract. Indulge that gelding hate
that wells in all of us. The cut-off date
is looming, so get hacking. Don’t be late!
You are scared to let go of the familiar;
the familiar has a feigned ignorance of making you feel safe and comfortable.
You dismiss the voice of reason,
because you are blinded by the sole thing that barricades you.
Be true to yourself:
“If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground,
it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power
that the day it bursts through, it will blow up everything in its way” (Emile Zola; 1840-1902)
You must find strength.
Surround yourself with what is positive.
Be strong.
Strength, truth and belief in yourself are the keys to unlocking
all that binds you.
You are a free spirit;
No person characterizes your being;
No person dictates how you think, act or speak;
No person controls your life;
No person except for yourself.
Diana-Marie Bombardieri
2006
POETIC LICENCE
those who live out loud-stand clear from the cloud
after zola