by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
funny,
America's (Idle) Pastime
From New York, Austin, and L.A.,
From Cleveland and Seattle,
Ingloriously they screech or bray
In an auditioning battle.
And by the time we all feel sick,
(the judges homicidal!),
we get to know from whom we’ll pick
our next great Singing Idol.
For the "A GROOK FOR ALL OCCASIONS" Poetry Contest of Suzzette Crous
(using topic one, annoying sound and also etc topic, on a TV show I actually love!)
by Susan Woodrow |
Categories:
allusion,
Gypped by the sea, the tossing
yanked a breath out, carelessly ~
Propped on a cliff edge, a deep
surge, swept over the hopeless ~
Escape came from birthed love:
A Nymphean with eyes of aqua ~
(11/2/2020)
by Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
childhood, computer, funny,
To the great outdoors
my grandparents love to go,
simply for the atmosphere it gives
like when they play Bingo.
I like to walk the trails, the mountains,
to get my wild nature fix.
They both have bad eyesight and can't quite comprehend
these crazy realistic graphics!
by Gerald Kithinji |
Categories:
life, love,
Alas! Mankind
Is preoccupied
With living
Not loving.
Alas!
by Earle Brown |
Categories:
confusiongod, god,
When man tells God’s lies
he lies to himself,
because God never lies.
Religion, the righteous of man,
is self-inflicted,
but all deeds are seen by the all-seeing eyes.
Despise the fools,
but love their God.
Let contrite hearts bow,
and be subjected to the rules.
Tell me, who is the fool now?
A walking dead on a pulpit preaching,
Like a lying politician seeking
votes.
Minds poisoned from their antidotes.
They walk in the light,
but are devoured by the gloom of that light;
piously seeking to wrong their wrongs
with whatever seems right.
So, they lie on God again,
and God lies …,
patiently, waiting for them to die.
by Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
corruption, death, war,
They shoot at us with rubber bullets
cause they don't like the words painted on our signs,
"Stop Detonating Love Bombs
In the Middle East!".
But I suppose that will be all that's left
when everyone dies for this
enigmatic War for Peace.
by Michael Smith |
Categories:
courage,
It's not the granite
Nor the words upon it
What lies below
Or behind it
That defines
But, an emptiness
Of this life
Where love should be
Inspired by the Grook bog 2/11/13
by Sandra Hudson |
Categories:
satirepoetry,
A Strand of Aphoristic Brian
Brian Strand has no business, “knowing he”.
Writing Ekphrasis flowing poetry
His poetry is hypothetical
Professor of all things theatrical
Perfectionist, of succinct brevity
An archer with an eagle’s clarity
Economical adjectives spin, leaked
As he re-cycles gerunds as we speak.
Brian Strand is a living breathing abstract waiting to self express
We love you Brian!
by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories:
hate, love, truth,
Naked Truth Grook
We are very civilized people
We hate nudity and banned ****
We cover everything - even the naked truth
Rape is prevalent - but, we do it in private
Only the poor children can be found naked here
Sorry, we could not cover them all
12.02.16
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2nd Part :
Sorry, we could not cover them all
Our tooth and claws
Greed, hatred and all other flaws
Being human is not that easy
Excuses given - life being busy
Even, when you hate
I can't cover my love for you - Mate
06.03.16
by Davin Math |
Categories:
satire
You left in boldness, your ears flicker unnoticed
Aren’t you a canny one…?
I said “Oh…”, and you said “No!”
How thwart art thou?
Remember the Gate? How he spoke the words…
In context, He was a parable about love
He said “For God so…”, and some said “Woe!”
If I said “Oh”, and you say “No”
If I said “it was too quick for you to say…”
And if I said “I can show you another way…”
But you say, “You’re too canny, per se…”
by John Beam |
Categories:
faith, inspirational, love, peace, time,
Not all fruit ripens at the same time
but it grows on the same tree
Like the green herb seed with in it's kind
with healing leave's increase's come with eternity
by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories:
lost love
Emotions are concentrated in three places
They muddle up the brain
They are evident on all faces
And its heart that feels the pain
by Kingsley Awoh |
Categories:
lost love, me,
It is time to go home
Though you are so dear to me
But Fidelia, you are brute
You drank too much men
I remember, how she teased me,
How she used to lull me with kiss
I left a portion of my humanity on her lips
Now am dying,
Now am going home
Dear love, why must i be betrayed;
All i deserve was to be loved
I reached for knife
Curving my skin with pains
Painting it with blood
In the pool of blood
I sobbed,
She left me in disarray
Why Fidelia..?
awoh awoh
by Michelle Goslin |
Categories:
america, anniversary, best friend, bridal shower, candy, celebration, inspiration,
I really love to sprint,
my favorite is the relays,
Handing the baton off one by one,
To the finish line I come.
Sprinting is what I love.
by Lara Wash |
Categories:
crazy,
When we decided to be one, we two
Our love was like crazy glue
I don’t think we were created to love and fight hard
Because it creates a cycle of end and start, which is no good for the heart
Our bond was so sticky even when I wanted to leave
Our cohesiveness was like a rich man’s greed
But one day crazy glue met reality
And she became unglued instantly
She felt free and revitalized
When she realized
Crazy glue
Made her cuckoo
So she flew
The cuckoo’s nest
Now she can attest
It’s not good to invest
In craziness
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
romance,
When love wears a shroud
and seems to grow cold
remember, no poking allowed.
Just keep the wood warm,
load up on fuel
and wait for new sparks to form.
for Silent One's Grook contest
by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories:
lost love, love
Love is the prison of the heart
It captures you in emotions
Its intentions are honourable at the start
It sometimes ends as a deadly potion
by Gregory Golden |
Categories:
imagination
Love laughing loud
At the devil's
Sickle-smile
by John Beam |
Categories:
allusion, beauty, christmas, humorous, sad love,
A drop lost in a flood did you notice
by Just James |
Categories:
god,
Seven Days
man named a year the time around our sun
man chose the month to mark seasons done
man chose day we spin in heaven
God chose the number seven
God then created all heaven
God breathed life into us, love started
God’s love now charted, he is exalted
10/9/8/ 7 /8/9/10
by Just James |
Categories:
men,
Men don’t cry
not in pain
not in rain
Men are strong
they hold on
they have brawn
Just one time
a man tear
a love fear
by Marie Harrison |
Categories:
lost love
Blind-sided
At my highest point of love,
I thought I’d never be anointed
with love’s oil of disappointment.
Now in the sweet sugar sand that ugly line
has been drawn with anything but kindness,
the thin line the runs somewhere
between love and hate,
that’s blind-sided me.
by Balveen Cheema |
Categories:
lost love,
Lost Out
You learn what true love is
Only when you have lost out
On everything you have truly loved
February 13, 2016
Sponsor: Silent One
by Probir Gupta |
Categories:
allusion, beauty, bird, dance, desire, flower,
It is late winter here
Trees have lost their leaves
Except a few yellows
All are yellow birds
The tree is a little blurred
What it has hit
Is the love circuit
Dopamine rains
In the brain
Birds are mine
I have found my valentine
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February 13, 2016
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
memory, summer,
I love the sound of ice cream trucks
the tune - sweet music to my ears
But then again, watch out, oh shucks -
the hum of sweat bees interferes.