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Poem Details | by
arthur vaso |
Categories:
america, death, international, surreal, wisdom,
The China Virus
It has no brain
yet it outsmarts
many little red funny caps
thanks to them
xi virus
will be great again
Poem Details | by
Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
america, baby, death, murder, music,
AMERICAN DREAMS SMASHED TO SMITHEREENS
Miss American pie has a dream -
whipped cream of tijuana brass.
Groovy tunes quit on smoking grass.
Frisbee LP like steaming saucers crash.
The homecoming court is plastered.
What could possibly be the matter?
Moon rockets in flight, rock me all night baby.
There were stars in my eyes, as lala land denied.
In my crib the beatles rock me to sleep,
while Tate’s fetus stares at the Helter Skelter light.
7/28/2017
Chosen song: American Pie
Poem Details | by
Loch David Crane |
Categories:
america, death, funeral, heaven, hero, obituary,
Patriot Guard funeral Escort
Loch David Crane
August, 2008
Today is sunny: with three dozen bikes,
some decorated cars, a pair of trikes,
two dozen Marines: all of the family
and toddlers to set their Daddy free
into the Great Beyond beyond the sky
where loved ones send their veterans who die.
Below our feet the stones give way to grass
where they are neatly trimmed; and as we pass
the names of strangers stare into the air
and we look back, wondering who lies there.
I won't step on a grave--I'll walk around
so not to insult those within the ground.
We ride at funerals honoring those vets,
brave men and women we have never met.
Poem Details | by
Kim Merryman |
Categories:
america, anger, confusion, grief, hate,
With vile intensity
hatred
infiltrates
the hearts of men,
turning
brother against brother,
friend against friend,
dividing
our once great nation.
Right is wrong;
wrong is right.
Confusion
reigns as
wisdom
flounders and
hatred's
vitriolic verbiage
tears down
and
destroys
trust and unity.
And all the while,
Satan
is dancing with glee
on the ashes of our
hope,
and the soul of our
nation
weeps.
O God, save us from ourselves!
2/2/17
Entered in John Hamilton's Upside
Down World Contest
Tied for 2nd place
Poem Details | by
True Love |
Categories:
america, anger, anxiety, baby, death, divorce, dream,
No, I won't come,
because you don't want me to come!
*
Even though this is the last chance to see you,
I won't come.
Even though every cell of my body is crying,
I won't come.
Even though I need to come
just like I need to breath,
I won't come.
Even though I'm dying,
I won't come.
*
It's the most difficult decision
I've ever made in my life.
However, it is much easier for me
than to continue rending my dignity.
*
I'm tired of my love for you!
I'm tired of myself and you!
I will never come to you!
keep ignoring me, Sangmi
and please, travel!
Poem Details | by
Lyn Church |
Categories:
america, anger, bullying, death, life, philosophy, political,
Society's dead
Digression came with costs
We are digging graves
M. Lyn Church
August 2, 2013
Poem Details | by
MICHAEL MALONE |
Categories:
confusion, death, faith, father, forgiveness, life, loss, love, body,
HAD HER REALLY FEELING LIKE THAT SHE COULDN'T GO TO SCHOOL
in her heart i n her body she froze mevmerize by the time that she had to
into her body man that dude
Poem Details | by
akhil sankurathri |
Categories:
12th grade, america, anxiety, death of a friend, emotions, fear, hope,
The lights are out tonight,
But our struggles still ignite
The hay of hope, like hearth
Amidst the cold and dark.
To the temples in the sky,
For Heaven-on-Earth we cry.
We're our own Kingdom Come,
For we're the Children of the Sun.
The sinners passing by
Might greet us with goodbye.
Is it their guns against us might?
They wouldn't stand against our light.
Come Hell or Highwater,
With our sons and our daughters
We'll stand together as one,
For we're the Children of the Sun.
Poem Details | by
Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
america, cry, death,
Sirens wailing like the world had ended
In the streets an eerie calm that day
The heartbeat of our country'd been suspended
Kennedy's been shot! My God! No way!
Youthful vigor, smile inviting and appealing
Camelot! -- He and Jackie'd ushered in
America, the news had sent a-reeling
Lined our faces, tears instead of grins
Woe! The shock wore off, reality set in
Agonizingly, did we return to form
Drank our morning coffee, tasted thin
Sometimes wished we never had been born
Death, unwelcome, always begs a reason
This death torments our souls these many seasons
Trochaic tetrameter/pentameter
Poem Details | by
jake aller |
Categories:
america, angst, anxiety, dark, death, mental illness,
Covid madness sweeps through the world
General Corona
unleashes his army
the invisible army
upon the world
killing millions
in its wake
spreading chaos and death
as he rides in
on the black horse of death
harbinger of the end of days
destroyer of worlds
ending of the world
revelations come to life
covid19 poem contest all poetry
Poem Details | by
Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
america, betrayal, corruption, death, funeral, leadership, political,
The late Senator John McCain will Lie In State
President Donald Trump will lie everywhere else
Poem Details | by
Mike Gentile |
Categories:
anger, conflict, grief, pain, peace, sad, violence,
Instead of amber waves of grain
We witness somber waves of pain
Our beautiful for spacious skies
Are filled with angry, hurtful cries
While purple mountain majesties
Look down on civil travesty
No brotherhood from sea to sea
When hate still shines on you, on me
Can this America sustain
While blood now seeds the fruited plain
Can we not overcome this shame
When we are clearly all the same
Poem Details | by
brittney lopez |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,
My knees were the things that
kept me up and my skin is my
cutting board my eyes are the
rain clouds to the fire running
down my arms and my heart is
the fire place that keeps me
burning so calm
Poem Details | by
Shane Cooper |
Categories:
america, death, heaven, high school, mother,
Where is heaven, what have we done
Why are we abandoned in hell
When can we stop using a gun
Whose children next do we farewell
What demon has set this mad spell
Littleton Columbine high school
Virginia tech was so cruel
Redlake senior high was another
How can heaven be I’m no fool
Please stop the tears of a mother
Poem Details | by
Harambe In Heaven |
Categories:
africa, america, angel, betrayal, black african american, death, murder,
Something Wrong,
I Hold My Head,
Harambe Gone,
Gorilla Dead.
Poem Details | by
Loch David Crane |
Categories:
america, death, funeral, hero, obituary,
Bike to Work day: escorting the funeral of Marine Albrak Omar
Loch David Crane
Patriot Guard Riders
September 2009
No more classes now that I've been fired!
Patriotism is my job: I’m retired.
The Patriot Guard rides almost every day
to bring a flapping flag line on display.
We ride to work with combustion and chrome
to bring the bodies of our brave troops home.
In a strange twist for love of our country
This Arab Albrak was a volunteer
who gave America his youthful years
to make Iraqui people finally free.
He gave his life: I give my afternoon
remembering our heroes at high noon.
Packed in ice, he came home to his Mom;
his body was prepared by an Imam.
Poem Details | by
rob carmack |
Categories:
america, crazy, dark, death, murder, violence, women,
Old man Cowell and boy Ted,
Hardcore and alcohol
unlocked doors in his head.
Midnight’s rage held a speculum,
every one of them became Brooks.
Two escapes and from
a sling, cast or uniform
one beetle shell thinned
apartment and dorm.
Swung and dumped on both coasts,
Dipped a hand in the green river,
and lost count of his ghosts.
Paid part of his debt on a Florida chair.
Rode the Lightning to eternity.
Consumed by what awaited him there.
Poem Details | by
Edward Ebbs |
Categories:
abuse, america, analogy, anxiety, bereavement, betrayal, business, corruption, courage, depression, future, humanity, hurt, imagery, philosophy, political, sad, sorrow,
designed elections
a corporate personhood
money is free speech
Poem Details | by
Johnny Martinez |
Categories:
america, courage, death, dedication, freedom, heartbreak, hero, memorial day, soldier, tribute, veterans day, war,
Upon the deadly battlefield
Where honor's won and death is sealed
Brave soldiers stand their ground
Where all that counts, can there be found
Disciplined soldiers, fearless men
Never again to rise and fight again;
They willingly gave their lives
Tis’ there blood’s megre sacrifice!
From the cries of fallen soldiers, bleedin’
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
Poem Details | by
arthur vaso |
Categories:
america, art, creation, funeral, history, philosophy, poets,
Silence is Golden
In a laboratory in a far away place called
Lahore
Was a mad scientist, who experimented
Offshore
He fiddled and fuddles deep inside his lab
Making clones of his glorious self
Thinking they mighty fine lads
He cloned twenty or thirty or a hundred and more
All chattering and gabbing, their master they adore
Oh yes, he’s the mad scientist from Lahore
He has many accolades for he had many votes
He cloned so many, democracy was a joke
But the governor caught on
And saw through the clouds
Something was evil under the shroud
Banished he was to the prison of deception
Hopefully he will clone no more fake conceptions
Poem Details | by
Bj Fard |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allah, america, analogy, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, art, baptism, beach, beautiful, beauty, betrayal, bible, birth, blue, boat, body, bullying, cancer, care, celebration, celebrity, change, character, christian, conflict, confusion, corruption, crazy, dad, day, death, depression, desire, devotion, dream, earth, emotions, eulogy, evil, farewell, fear, funeral, god, grave,
A full moon night
to my delight
what is so wrong
with doing what's right
nothing is right
after so long
no use in complaining
time to move on
The Dream Water one day
might take me away
farther from the comfort
of familiarity
I float on my back
then shut my eyes
my body now sinking
into ocean arms open wide
Now swallow your son
back to his nature
when he is no longer
needed to stay here
the next generation
are dooming themselves
they need my experience
to guide them through hell
Why should I bother
on my own, I strive through
I turn my back on the thought
of bothering to save you
alone in this world
my, is it spacious
I'm finally smiling,
never so gracious.
Poem Details | by
Stephen Barry |
Categories:
america, courage, eulogy, loss, ocean, voyage,
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Poem Details | by
Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
america, angst, bereavement, culture, future, introspection, today,
Ice in the Moon, Water on Mars, What's Next?
Luna
Tuna
Come on Over it's Been a Long Time!
Postpone
Text tone
Wanna Go to the Park?
Playground
No sound
Who Gives Hugs Anymore
Subtle
Bubble
You Always Wanted a Big House
Each room
A tomb
Flowers For Little Ole Me?
My box
Loves phlox
Will the Real Ghost Please Stand Up
Twitter?
Figures
Poem Details | by
Les Pruitt |
Categories:
abuse, allah, america, betrayal, child, conflict, confusion, culture, death, emotions, evil, fear, feelings, children, god, grief, immigration, international, loss, march, memory, missing you, my child, my children, pain, peace, political, spiritual,
Copyright © 2013
07/17/2013
Skittles and a soda
against a gun in its holster?
One day that scream
will be known as a teen
not a heinous lying Fein
What a sinister ploy and twist
with a loaded gun and no fist?
Had everyone sitting and waiting
doomed by a verdict just delaying
Was this just an optical illusion
or, a devious planned conclusion?
Now, this generation too afraid
wearing hoodies will get you dead
But, the Klan was still glad
hoodies they've always had
A verdict they too saw,
ushering in martial law
by: LP
edited: 7/30/13
Poem Details | by
edward johnson |
Categories:
africa, america, black african american, divorce, funeral, jesus, jewish,
You are nothing
Why should I respect you
You have no political power
You have no economic power
and you have little social power
Why should I respect you
You are nothing
Anyway, Jesus is white
Give him a different woman