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Her husband ran across a road;
The bus was speeding, so I’m told,
And squashed him flat.
She wished she had the heart to cry,
His ashes in her mouth and eye;
She only spat.
For Susan’s The Blues tail rhyme contest
death, paris, sad,
Oh, it was a dark November evening,
that the innocent lay dead and dying,
some taken hostage.
Enjoying the evening so unaware,
of brain-washed terrorist who had no care,
for deathly carnage.
Forever in prayers and memory,
at Bataclan shooters had no mercy,
even at cafe's.
Suicide bombers at the Stade de France,
the city of Paris is in a trance,
and survivors pray.
November 23, 2015
Rime Couee - Tail Rhyme
For the contest, Rime Couee- Tail Rhyme Verse - For France,
Sponsor, Debbie Guzzi
death, evil, fear, french, horror, international, murder, paris,
Horrific evil captured world attention
Rationalization failed comprehension
Act of war ISIS terrorists
Long night of massacre and murder
Fear and realization of dreaded word
Hidden danger scariest
Reporters opined media replayed
Suspects apprehended within a day
Tales of bravery slowly told
World mourned for senseless tragedy in France
Information on suspects utmost importance
When or where next unknown
'Rime Couee - For France - Contest' By Debbie Guzzi
cancer, death, emotions, fear, how i feel, sick, truth,
She's sewn back together
completely up tight
emotions trapped inside her
deep and out of sight
She put a pad lock on
and threw away the key
her feelings are all gone
can't you see
She's so full of fear
expectations are running high
such a poor little dear
so afraid she might die
When dogs of war invade our shores.
As refugees through open doors,
They lie within.
To infiltrate, then preaching hate.
Their actions soon will devastate,
In mortal sin.
Those deranged minds, insanely mocks,
When death escapes Pandora's box
To kill at will.
All Faiths as one in silence prayed.
And wondered why they were betrayed.
While grieving still.
Brothers in arms stand toe to toe,
United now against their foe.
A single aim.
As vengeance falls like poison rain.
What will they do, but come again
To kill and maim.
Black Eyed Susan
death, life, people,
I could kill you by overdose
But then you’d become comatose
What’s death without fear?
Better to do it very slow
A little poison in your Coke
Watch you disappear
Received 6th place in "Any Twisted Poem" contest
Received 8th place in "Tail-rhyme" contest
death, deep, depression, farewell, rain, sad,
The purple rain sinks in the drain
There he stands, the old man in pain
Blue-eyed Death comes.
The purple rain sinks in his skin
he smiles at a picture of kin
Death sheds a tear.
death, life, political, religion, spiritual,
Liberties slowly taken,
"We The People" forsaken,
From our "Leaders" nothing is said.
The economy crashes.
Propaganda T.V. flashes.
Jobs along with answers have fled.
New World Order completed.
Freedom and Saints defeated.
Faith of many shaken.
Deaths long cold rattling groan.
An ancient evil on the throne.
Enemies quickly taken.
For the "Taken" contest
death, life, lost love, sad, sympathyme, me,
Pop there goes my gun and the love,
it no longer exist, You
messed everything up with being a little to rude.
Your body is trying to make it, breath the air I breath, but
the wound got you delirious dizzy and out of it.
You played me now its my turn to punish you.
I tryed to embracec your sympathy but you made me turn
a evil destroyer so how do want to live your life misable or
Lay your head on my pillow let me heal you slowly anit till
you no how to treate a good woman beautifully.
allusion, death, life,
Twin Flames are ignited in soul,
as tender delicate fetus sprout
with body, mind and brain.
Twin Flames glow in soul,
as baby grows in mother’s womb
waiting for labor pain.
Twin Flames dazzle in soul,
as baby is born as infant.
Life proceeds and Death is certain.
Twin Flames are not extinguished in soul,
One carrying on process of Life,
Other transcending Death in chain.
animals, death, nature,
silver fishes just 'neath the lake's surface,
glisten like tails of watery comets;
oh, but one of them shall so soon perish
as, noiseless, a blue kingfisher plummets!
life, mother, people, sympathy, , Lullaby,
long accustomed to his morbid profession,
where the slightest hint of genuine sorrow
is taboo deserving only derision,
he's in total control of his emotion;
but now, a sensation from deep inside him
surges upward like a relentless deluge
at the sight of a shaking, grieving mother,
humming a lullaby to her dead daughter;
something filmy in his eyes, and the room melts
in watery shapes tinted in fluid colors;
he can't believe it, must be perspiration,
ah, but tears blur the undertaker's vision !
adventure, death, people, seasons, night, people, evil, night, people,
Once, on a night so dark that even the owl could not see,
There came to be,
An evil entity.
It was so evil in fact,
That not even the night could hold it back.
The night tried and tried it did,
But entrance to the land was finally bid.
So evil romped and stomped across the place,
And it would not be erased.
The people fought and battled,
But it continued to eat the cattle.
It consumed the stock and the place,
The people had not the time to pace.
Now the evils belly was filled,
And the valley of Hallowed Een was tilled.
This is the story we all celebrate,
On October 31, when open is the gate.
death, deep, dream, emotions,
When I die, don't let me lie
in some godforsaken hole
dotted round with frosted stones;
arrange for me an alibi –
through the purifying fire
let love guide my spirit home.
Then stir my ash in coloured paint,
remembering how I loved the stains
colouring my hands and knees.
Then load me in a cannon, please –
prime a canvas, four by six
and fire the paint-and-ashes mix.
So may my final masterpiece
portray my ultimate release,
not to be misunderstood –
my heart's creation will be good.
peace, philosophy, political, war, war,
It was said,
in times of peace
prepare for war --
peace, indeed, allows
the most opportune
to build and install
missile silos, massive
arsenals, to commit
and justify a mighty
grief, lost love,
Was it something I said inadvertently
Did my eyes reveal uncertainty
O, why'd you leave
Was my rapt listening inattentive
Or passion's kisses uninventive
O, how I grieve
Alcohol, not once did I abuse
Or narcotics ever use
O, the sighs I've heaved
To the kids, I was devoted
On your mother, I always doted
O, please believe...
That now I'll never be the same
That I'll forever myself blame
~ To your memory, I will cleave