art, heart, lost love, love, muse, philosophy,
by arthur vaso |
All lovely words
All so misconstrued
silence envelopes our delusions
Desire, we lust the attention
at the forfeit of philosophy
Love, we crave at Kings expense
Sacrificing those whom love us true
spilling blood at humanities alter
Romance, we desire for loves embrace
knowing serpents sell snake oil remedies
Beware the soft spoken
cringe when you hear words only a token
Seeking the truth, not platitude
discover love, in those that.........
Breathe actions, not poetic verse
by Satish Verma |
life, love, peace, philosophy,
Sky weeps, I was collecting clouds
from stillness of the sea.
A snake again wants to kiss,
I am learning to die
in arms of spiral mirrors.
Cannot forgot the cheating of umbrellas.
The stings, the twists, the hollow breads.
Foams are submitting the venoms
on golden plates.
I grieve for the dignity of a hangman.
The retreat leaves the blood
on the stones. My house was burning.
Will you marry me ? I ask the dew
sitting on the grass. Don’t go
back to the sun.
A relentless bucket fills up, again
I am watching at the moon.
The icy sand, the fire, the heat.
Flowers will hunt the thorns
at rooftops of sleep.
by Gregory Richard Barden |
analogy, farewell, goodbye, lost love, metaphor,
Thoughts hither, slither like a snake,
Thru fetid weeds to reach your lips,
From there, that poison aptly drips,
And mixes draughts I can't partake ...
Still, farewells come as 'farewell' quips.
How low you bend to tend the plants,
That bloom with petals of your need -
A swoony tune of won'ts and can'ts,
To feed your breed of garish greed
That hides a serpent's circumstance ...
A goodbye sown to make me bleed.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Rhyme Time 8" Poetry Contest, Lu Loo, Judge & Sponsor.
by Chantelle Anne Cooke |
addiction, christian, emotions, faith,
I’m drinking my soul…
Its wings flew around gold lands
Scripture purity pruned them
My snake sins smoldered
Inside my empty closet
I fed them nefarious
My soul escaped them
Howling to Heaven for help
Drugs danced me toward Death
My blind mind darkened
Angels whispered as wind chimes
My rose heart had hope again
The Trinity saved
Me from fat ferocious foes
I bathed in clouds liquid love
May 14th 2020
Contest: Brian’s Choice C, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor: Brian Strand
by Cona Adams |
animal, emotions, humorous, hyperbole, lost love, lust,
A Spenserian Sonnet
(Mr. Snake falls in love with a garden hose)
Today I slithered up a grassy hill,
wet from the creek and eager to explore.
The urge to snare a mate devoured my will,
could not this be the day for me to score?
I spot you there beside the garden door,
your slick green shape pervades my hungry sight.
Your golden head criss-cross my eyes before
your trim tight coil peals visions of delight.
Yet when I push my moves into the light
your body squirms and grows before my eyes,
and dread arises in a burst of fright.
You spit at me in angry spurts, surprise
me with a gush of clear and liquid spray,
while I make haste to scuttle fast away.
by Vo Amour Adelle Lao |
Vo Amour Adelle (Parents love Grandma)
Mother, teacher, sister, reserved
Daughter of Virgencita and Oscar (their initials are in my name)
Lover of Arvin, books, and adventure
Who feels happy, love, and pain
Who fears blood, snake, and bitterness
Who would like to see snow, safari, and Disneyland
Resident of Benoni, Mahinog, Camiguin
by Vee Bdosa |
arabic, black african american, culture, lost love, love,
Most certainly, the world could not agree
With how the dies were cast, that fateful day,
If not for love, 'twould never come to me
the reason she put out, so willingly.
Her belly dancing, gave me my first clue,
That easy comes her love, her night was mine,
Scheherazad dressed out in shades of blue,
and made her touch both prescious and divine.
It was enough just witniissing her charm,
And yet her teasing, took he to her high,
In little time, my fire was fifth alarm,
And Cairo felt her heat as sure did I.
In ectasy, I paused to roll the dies,
Just as I fell in love between her thighs.
© Ron Wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
by Daniel Human |
father, hope, love, religion,
The time is now, the season nigh,
To lift our arms and voice up high
To kneel and bow down low
In reverent fear to work and sow
The time is now, the time is here
To open eyes, to clearly hear
Our Father’s heart, our Lord declares
Exposing lies and hidden snares
The time is now and mountains wait
To find the way or take the bait
To find the Lord or seek the snake
To drink the Water for thirst to slake
For faith is now and Love is here
That pulls His sons so close and near
To hug and kiss their dirty brow
To bring the wine and kills the cow
by Stephen Kilmer |
addiction, angst, loneliness, lost, love,
Dark and lonely
A cave in my soul
Dripping with emotion
A tidal flood
Encrypted in my heart
An arrow through a lark
And old sousaphones
Honk into the night
I'm a rain dog that bites
I am a rattle snake
That wants to fight
There’s no love here
There never has been
You ask me for my hand
It’s a shaker and a tam
No thank you ma’am
I'll take my chances
On snake eyes
And remove the scales
So don’t come looking
It’s damp and dreary here
For a heart that is closed
This is no place for you dear
by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
allegory, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, imagination, life, love, passion, people, romance, social
jack of all trades
master of none,
as he manipulates
women for fun.
ice in his veins
and slick lil' snake,
he'll kill ta' steal the deal
real as he's fake
crowned heart breaker
full trophy case,
but most ladies know him as
This is RHYME METER~
by Esson Alumbugu |
childhood, day, day,
Looking into your laughing eyes
I can't help but wonder...
Did you or did you not know
That the one you cling to is only
That your mother still young had
That this world you jump in is
dying with vice?
I cry when I see you smile
For fear of the day your pigeons
The day these hawks feast in your
The day a snake in no longer toy
The day a tree cuts down a tree.
Bask on my love
While it is still light
The vultures can head
For the butcher's house
Your home is among bright stars
Forever giving light to this vile
life of mine.
by Francesca Cabral |
So they just sat there,
pretending that the silence was the result of their search for an answer.
He probably knew for sure, but
she could only try to know.
A fat bird flew down from out of nowhere, and tried to force its head into a tiny hole in the
When the bird finally flew away,
they were back to just sitting there,pretending.
Even when the lion came and ate the boys arms;
and when the snake spat into her eyes and instantly blinded her,
all he did, was use his voice to see what she could not,
and all she did was use her heart to feel what his hands could not.
They just sat there.
by Dawn Gordon |
When one is woken by the all mighty and greatest Lord,
Sins come crashing down in the mind like a slaying sword,
An abortion post was simply printed to try to clear a guilty mind,
Words across a screen to try to make it up to God in a poetry kind.
It was called post guilt and never was it any type of post love,
Only trying to clear a consciousness with the Lord above,
A gal needs to accept she was nothing but a filthy mistake,
He displaced a slithering serpent or what men call their "snake"
by Benjamin Amsden |
and snake oiled gleaming
That day of grey Tuesday was remediously teeming
or tragedy-eyed streaming
Girls Gone Wilderness,
two sopping wet cupfuls
I opened, then poured some number of n-tuples
We were one o’ those
tooth pick olive,
and lemon twisted couples
by Yorn Called |
bereavement, dedication, devotion, love,
Black is the night when tender living dreams,
Circle the skies with wax wing hints of mist,
Too fragile to fall, though falling it screams,
"Beware, beware the moonlit garden wrist!",
Its hand you knew upon your brow and tears,
Whose love ignored the trust it could not find,
The roots that never belong or so it appears,
To find only the boots heavy on your mind.
Touching the skin that covers your soul,
Of spices whose bite the snake must refrain,
From asking whose deed that blood did control,
What infinite being did it contain?
Never (did I say never?) did the world sleep so much,
As the night my lips to your tomb did touch.
by Louis Borgo |
I believe that the cold war was before world war II and
research show that 1947 was believe to be Nato came to be
My thoughts was where Hitler after World domination or looking for a
What I always assumption that GI Joe was real
When I seen the cut scene about the top one percent of soldiers
Invited to join I thought to my self that was my same theory!
I have theory
The character I most like is Snake Eye see when every one went to
War he was the one to solved the puzzle
I have theory
See Snake Eyes came from akatsuki who are brand from birth of
Secret destiny of hidden tattoos
See with in legend become legendary
I have theory
by Ken Carroll |
love, rain, sky,
Outside the clouds are crying
misty rain falls
I think of love
missing my woman
love is like a snake it coils
constricting the heart
on other days it coos
like a dove still and white...
I am drowsy night scented
I wish for my baby
sure and silent
peace and joy...
The sky weeps gently
falling on my roof
a passionate yearning lover's prayer
a deluge overhead
I have been hers
since January began...
I called her and said
"you should appear"
in my dreams more often"
since we meet frequently
in night's sanctuary...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
by Mussa Shikome |
cute love, feelings, jealousy,
SHE IS MINE
Once you see her pass aside
She is bitter more than you can imagine
She is poisonous more than a snake
More than a scorpion
I cannot say she a killer
But it may happen by emergence
Although to me she is sweet more than bee’s honey
More than everything in the world
I warn you off
Never approach her
She is mine.
BY MUSSA SHIKOME.
by Lana Lana |
december, love, winter,
You fell into my arms
and i saw you melt
like a snow flake
but poisonuos as snake.
You freeze the time
like winter breeze
shining like a dime
and falling in my kiss.
You have a stone heart
like ice captured in your chest
ever since the start
you were building by me a nest.
Your eyes are like reflection
of the melted snow and sun
i can't deny perfection
i can't deny the stun.
Your lips are red as dawn
sweet as Finnish liqorice
please, be never gone
don't take away the worlds prestige.
Like a figure of your speech
your special cheeks are gold
you're someone I can reach
but before your heart is sold.
by J.W. Earnings |
beauty, friendship, funny,
LOL (Laugh out loud) xD
I love your effort
Easy and hard hits
A little better than before
BAM (Be a man) o.o
Owning the Hockey Game
sssssslither like a snake
Sam! You're like a boss - Ooh! Like a boss
(hey man...sorry for my loss)
by Ivor Davies |
lust, men, passion, sensual, sexy, together, women,
Condemned by God to slither thus
for tempting Eve to bite
the snake at first stood tall and proud
and always was upright.
Alas since then he has to hide
prepared to make his strike,
tempting again the fairer sex
who led him to this plight.
So legless, withered, long or short
condemned by female pride
the snake is ready to grow tall
and find a place to hide.
For when his moment cums at last
he's proud and tall and strong,
then spits with pleasure at the ones
temptation strung along.
And thus it satisfies the need
inbred in all it’s kind
by bringing forth the fruits of love
......to feed all womankind!
Ivor G Davies
by Daniel Turner |
feelings, valentines day,
When is Cupid's quiver full of arrows
And on what day is his aim the sharpest
Valentine's Day they pierce to the marrow
Then love sings with a magical harpfest
But my heart has a steel coat of armor
His arrows of love have no such effect
It's been wooed by many a snake charmer
And for love has no feeling of respect
February fourteenth is just a day
It comes and passes like any other
No cards or wishes ever come my way
I've no feelings like that for another
Hoping lovers got flowers and candy
And reaped their rewards of feeling randy
By Daniel Turner
by James Fraser |
Where does one start when through my eyes I see
I see curvatures of she, her soul glows
Naked to bare she lies living so free
Her undulated figure in froze pose
Whilst porcelain skins, excitedly grow
She to me she climbs, snake like we're entwined
Defined, enriched and absorbed, two in dine
Our skeletal skins dance, naked now we
Undressed we're elected to be, aligned
Where does one start when through my eyes I see
by Mary Nagy |
childhood, family, children, funny, life, love, mother,
There once was a girl we called Chirty.
She was happy just when she was dirty.
She would sleep with the dogs
and play with the hogs
and stay up catching bugs till 2:30.
She just loved anything that could crawl.
When she'd show me, you know I would bawl.
I can't stand the bugs
but I'll still give her hugs.
(even when she hangs them on her wall) .
One day she was catching a snake
I was praying it only was fake.
It was not only real
but a really BIG deal
when it joined in our swim at the lake.
She's an animal lover, no doubt
and she never stays in.....only out.
When she's old she may change...
that would seem oh so strange
cause this is just what she's about!
by SYLVIA Coulstock |
Like a harmless snake
Yet not restrictive
Still giving room
Of flame licking.
Reaching every nerve
With a hot intensity
Like a stone.
Set and immovable.
Possessing the place
Wherein it stands.
Itself in name only.
Like a comfortable
Pair of worn shoes.
So easy to