abuse, emotions, environment, life, lost love, nature, people,
by Angel Marie |
Why must we think
that we're the only living things
that have feelings,
and that have a soul?
Can't we hear the cry of a puppy,
when taken from it's mother?
can't we see the fear
In the eyes of a deer?
What about the cry of whales?
when we invade their only home?
Or a lobster,
being boiled alive
in extreme heat?
We continue to pray,
for our food,
for ourselves and for each other,
but what about the poor wildlife
that has to suffer
by our cold actions?
by Francis Osho |
fasten the belt of love
hum a tune sing a song
tap your feet free your mind
life is beautiful
the girl in red gesticulating
silently wide expressive eyes
flutter mechanical safety
of futility live the high life
whistling in the yellow vest
let us crawl backwards
like a lobster
by Vanessa Bryant |
anniversary, happiness, love, baby, baby,
Your like a cup of Kool-Aid baby you’re so sweet
Like lobster for dinner you’re not cheap
Some red wine in my glass because baby you got class
Like dessert on my plate I just can’t pass
Your like fried chicken your golden brown
Just like a taco your bottom is nice and round
Your like some fresh honey straight out of a bees hive
Just like some water I need you to survive.
by Mia Pratt |
friendship, girl, ocean,
when the boys are away
the girls will come out and play
the perfect time where us girls
get to bond with each other
a time we get to
share our secrets together
share our feelings together
listen and dance to island music
until we can't sit down
while enjoying our feast of lobster tails
and French fries
before watching Moana
on the big screen
and writing and reciting
our poetry for our shared
love of beaches, islands
oceans and mermaid fantasies together
under the moonlight stars by the sea
by Caren Krutsinger |
Looked in the lobster tank
Could not bear thinking
of them possibly boiling a mother
I said please choose a he
I wondered if it would be like a hot tub
at first cozy and relaxing,
i felt sorry for my shrimp
and yet i love the taste
by verlecia fields |
family, friendship, uplifting, home, home,
Come to my home
were you may see
the other half of me
what will we eat
I'll have to animate
no lobster no wine
for I live a small life
all that I give
what can I say
I will not be ashamed
my home has
only two chairs
but were theres
love has shone the way
for love and cares
by Michael J. Falotico |
love, passion, old, love, old,
We all can remember that first dip in a pool
on a hot summer day..
The smell of fresh cut grass on a warm day
That first taste of lobster once dipped lightly
in melted butter..
Or those first tangled words we try to say
to a love without a stutter..
The first kiss on a date as our lips wrestle
to a groove...
Or our hands feeling their way in the dark to
an old tune...
To wake up that first morning and smiling like
we just ate the last cookie in the jar..
Or that sweet wonderful ride to our hide away
and caressing hands in the car..
Never too old to feel this or create some bliss..
Search your heart for place and grab your love and kiss...
by Caren Krutsinger |
Tomatoes with salt
It is how he was raised
Tomatoes with sugar
It is how I was raised
Mushrooms and oysters yum yum he says
Mushrooms and oysters. Barf barf say I.
Thick crust pizza for him, thin crust for me.
It is a wonder our children can eat at all.
One loves The Red Lobster. Her sister will not eat fish.
Two love Chinese food, the other one despises it.
None of them like tomatoes at all.
Eating out is our best option.
by Linda Craddick |
death of a friend, love, sorrow,
Sadness filled me as I had, upon hearing of his death,
Thoughts of what could have been.
He was my unicorn,
But I married my lobster.
Thoughts of what could have been
Flashing like short movies through my mind--
But I married my lobster,
So those movies will never play for an audience.
Flashing like short movies through my mind
I work to exchange them for memories I have made,
So those movies will never play,
And I will be happy with my lobster as I mourn my unicorn.