Tagged: rhyming poetry

Poem: A Good Education

At the Middle School two driveways down the street, Hollywood safari vans tote tipsy tourists and King of Pop-culture purists to contemplate like jurists the Michael Jackson Auditorium, whose much-lauded eponym was sleek and slim, and boyishly indiscreet. At this school, Russian parents take parking spots and umbrage, when their children start to bleat about the...

Poem: If One Could Add the Entirety

If one could add the entirety of what we can see and what we can’t — the supplicant on a rant, the matter dark, unknowable, a bitterness that’s stowable – what we would have to examine are children wrenched by famine, a panoply of catastrophes, like man-made war, and disease.   We would also deign...

Poem: The Difference

The difference ‘tween him and he appears at first randomly in mutations rare results unfair blessing him with ignorance cursing he with intelligence.     If a plan there be we fail to see what force of kindness manufactured blindess to that which pulses like the breast of pigeondoves and marmosets. The one who looks...

Poem: The Fine Line

Between a reason and excuse A fine line, a filament, a dilettante rope Unfurls and hides. We might not see yet can’t refuse The shades of meaning found in joy and hope. Choose words carefully – That’s the lesson, the lemon, the luminosity. Should you be charged with loquacious verbosity, Sentenced to the slammer, Annealed...

Poem: The Abiding Benefit of Employing Servants

Employing a staff, you see, Betters all mankind, not just me. Look, the man who drives my car Was born unlucky, not a star Like me and Angie, Anne and Mike, All us worthy of your thumbs-up “like.”   Meet the girl who cleans my home: Born unlovely, brownish gnome With moles unsightly, hair unkempt, She’s never...

Poem: Slow Down

Every day Seems to be Quicker than me Faster than I prefer to go   Every day Melts away Chocolate ice cream cone Under Hawaiian sun   Gotta slow down Slow down Gotta be here right now Gotta be in the moment now and then   You will find delight my friend You will not...

Poem: Too Many Books

Too many books Not enough readers Too many poems Not enough heeders   You say you want answers You say want leaders You pray for salvation At the Church of St. Peter   Ask for forgiveness Ask and repent Ask for an ending To ongoing Lent   Something like calm Something like grace Something to...

Poem: Let’s Do This

Let’s have a little argument Let’s have a little tiff Let’s castigate and conjugate Instead of light a spliff   Our passions stoked, our ire raised We commence to disagreeing About cannabis and worshipping And other ways of seeing   Yet all this time, as we yell, Nothing’s really changed The noise and clamor honks...

Poem: Newsflash!

Pay attention urgent alert this matters more than anything that’s ever been on any screen in someone’s pocket  this is the news bombs are falling somewhere in a distant town the mother-in-law still sports a frown weak-chinned tyrants wear a sequined gown and so much more so many rhymes and shmazzle and music and flooneyooney...

Poem: The Sexiest Thing a Woman Can Do

Your furled brow and pursed lips declare “all is not quite right.” You’re losing private battles between foes called Dark and Light.   A poker face is good for gambling, good for fooling foes, but tabula rasa is a start for art, not how friendship grows. Unpinch the nose, remove the sneer, put pleasure where...