Submissions by Rew
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i came to this page to write something jeez, I've forgotten what...
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jan 2025 3:27pm
28th Jan 2025 3:27pm
Elitism rules, Ok...
They outlawed pollutants that were killing us
the Brits, Nineteen-Ninety-Three, Clean Air Act
which all but mean-spiriteds thought a plus,
And gave old folk a free pass for the bus
and, to some of the unwaged, these, are facts,
they outlawed pollutants that were killing us...
Free prescriptions were brought out, without fuss,
and child allowance had a great impact
which all but the mean-spirited thought a plus,
Kept tobacco stuff from kids, as one does,
went unleaded fuel cos our roads are, packed!
they outlawed...
the Brits, Nineteen-Ninety-Three, Clean Air Act
which all but mean-spiriteds thought a plus,
And gave old folk a free pass for the bus
and, to some of the unwaged, these, are facts,
they outlawed pollutants that were killing us...
Free prescriptions were brought out, without fuss,
and child allowance had a great impact
which all but the mean-spirited thought a plus,
Kept tobacco stuff from kids, as one does,
went unleaded fuel cos our roads are, packed!
they outlawed...
#rhyming
22 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2025 9:30pm
25th Jan 2025 9:30pm
Madame Guillotine...
Culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress
to executors though, they have great tools,
let Madame guillotine end their distress
Of gas, needles, Ol' Sparky, cooking flesh
all that stuff merely entertains the ghouls,
culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress .
It will end all their doubts no need to guess
dosage, or amps, proof against lib'ral fools,
let Madame Guillotine end their distress.
There's just time for a Priest's hurried "...od bless "
and blades...
to executors though, they have great tools,
let Madame guillotine end their distress
Of gas, needles, Ol' Sparky, cooking flesh
all that stuff merely entertains the ghouls,
culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress .
It will end all their doubts no need to guess
dosage, or amps, proof against lib'ral fools,
let Madame Guillotine end their distress.
There's just time for a Priest's hurried "...od bless "
and blades...
#villanelle
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
40 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jan 2025 7:15pm
24th Jan 2025 7:15pm
My Taste of Honey...
They just vanished us poor working class stiffs
up the fundament of some other class
it's just like they are all taking the piss,
But, not on the Box, there, we don't exist
were we deemed crude, coarse, not the right sort, crass?
they just vanished us poor working class stiffs...
Even the soaps now, all middle class twits,
but in kitchen sink dramas, we're a blast!
now it's like they all are taking the piss
Once we were legion now, nary a whiff,
even our factories overgrown with grass
it's just like they are...
up the fundament of some other class
it's just like they are all taking the piss,
But, not on the Box, there, we don't exist
were we deemed crude, coarse, not the right sort, crass?
they just vanished us poor working class stiffs...
Even the soaps now, all middle class twits,
but in kitchen sink dramas, we're a blast!
now it's like they all are taking the piss
Once we were legion now, nary a whiff,
even our factories overgrown with grass
it's just like they are...
#villanelle
33 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2025 11:37am
24th Jan 2025 11:37am
I'll Tell I'll Tell... (villanelle)
When his Pa gets told he'll bash his Willy
when he hears what his little Willy did,
cause he rives at stuff all willy-nilly
He don't bother Bertha's sister Lilly
and she is such a helpful little kid,
when his Pa gets told he'll bash his Willy
He nagged and nagged till his voice rose shrilly
then went red an' I thought he'd blow his lid,
cause he rives at stuff all willy-nilly
I said I...
when he hears what his little Willy did,
cause he rives at stuff all willy-nilly
He don't bother Bertha's sister Lilly
and she is such a helpful little kid,
when his Pa gets told he'll bash his Willy
He nagged and nagged till his voice rose shrilly
then went red an' I thought he'd blow his lid,
cause he rives at stuff all willy-nilly
I said I...
#villanelle
26 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2025 1:25pm
7th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Little spring-lamb...
I remember being a new-born lamb
kicking my heels high, high, with joyful bleats,
bah, bahing, at tuts and frowns from my dam
needing me to hide mid the bleating sheep.
But I sought answers, chewed the hows and whys,
among the grass-nibbling, nose-down, docile flock
my eyes searched for fields higher in the sky
where grass must be greener but, just got mocked...
Time passed and winds blew a sense of unease
old ones seemed to roam...
kicking my heels high, high, with joyful bleats,
bah, bahing, at tuts and frowns from my dam
needing me to hide mid the bleating sheep.
But I sought answers, chewed the hows and whys,
among the grass-nibbling, nose-down, docile flock
my eyes searched for fields higher in the sky
where grass must be greener but, just got mocked...
Time passed and winds blew a sense of unease
old ones seemed to roam...
#sonnet
54 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2025 6:40pm
3rd Jan 2025 6:40pm
That sly Faux news.
trump the Dem's help to stem those waged, abused,
shout down " foster trust not negativity "
with disturbing muddles of sly faux news
Forge top-dollar truths to lies to help screw
a few more pennies from proles, just like me,
trump the Dem's help to stem those waged, abused,
Suggest threats against those with unliked views
enslave folk with debt then tell them they're free
with disturbing muddles of sly faux news,
Encourage votes for folk who should be in zoos
by damning...
shout down " foster trust not negativity "
with disturbing muddles of sly faux news
Forge top-dollar truths to lies to help screw
a few more pennies from proles, just like me,
trump the Dem's help to stem those waged, abused,
Suggest threats against those with unliked views
enslave folk with debt then tell them they're free
with disturbing muddles of sly faux news,
Encourage votes for folk who should be in zoos
by damning...
#anxiety
#corruption
#money
#politics
#villanelle
82 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Dec 2024 5:39pm
20th Dec 2024 5:39pm
Walk with Me
Walk with me
through these heathery hills
to the music in the breeze
and laughter in the rills,
walk with me.
Walk with me
to where the water falls
willingly willingly
to the bosom of the earth,
we shall join the sudden squalls
over this heathery sea,
walk with me.
Walk with me
in shelter of my coat
my fine warm coat, see
it covers you, toes to throat,
you shall not stumble
on this rocky road,
Walk with me
Walk with me...
through these heathery hills
to the music in the breeze
and laughter in the rills,
walk with me.
Walk with me
to where the water falls
willingly willingly
to the bosom of the earth,
we shall join the sudden squalls
over this heathery sea,
walk with me.
Walk with me
in shelter of my coat
my fine warm coat, see
it covers you, toes to throat,
you shall not stumble
on this rocky road,
Walk with me
Walk with me...
#nature
#rhyming
78 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2024 7:44pm
19th Dec 2024 7:44pm
Just in Case
I make my art from common things
more cabbage patch than pearls on strings
right plain I spoke no riddles made
among the words where I have played.
Still,' folk pretend to be bemused
make mock amazement, seem amused,
a sly attempt, it could be said,
to deride words grown, from my head...
I say it's they with their mean minds
wilfully closed snide and unkind,
no laurel leavers I could crown
if they write up it is to put down.
They are gathering their collective breath
to blow me into literal death,...
more cabbage patch than pearls on strings
right plain I spoke no riddles made
among the words where I have played.
Still,' folk pretend to be bemused
make mock amazement, seem amused,
a sly attempt, it could be said,
to deride words grown, from my head...
I say it's they with their mean minds
wilfully closed snide and unkind,
no laurel leavers I could crown
if they write up it is to put down.
They are gathering their collective breath
to blow me into literal death,...
#rhyming
50 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Dec 2024 4:31pm
17th Dec 2024 4:31pm
Senryu
I could kill my Mom,
for the pain she put me through
by dying, God knows...
for the pain she put me through
by dying, God knows...
#parent
#senryu
50 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Dec 2024 9:00pm
14th Dec 2024 9:00pm
That Mortal Blow
I wonder where the death of me will be
and will it to be where wind loudly blows
by craggy rocks, the wild furious sea,
Blowing my blythe spirit endlessly free
towards the everlasting morning glow
I wonder where the death of me will be.
And will it to be these last things I see,
when life throws my final mortal blow
by craggy rocks the wild furious sea,
Great white foam flecked wave goodbying to me
in the storm tossed sea's ceaseless ebb and flow
and wonder, where the...
and will it to be where wind loudly blows
by craggy rocks, the wild furious sea,
Blowing my blythe spirit endlessly free
towards the everlasting morning glow
I wonder where the death of me will be.
And will it to be these last things I see,
when life throws my final mortal blow
by craggy rocks the wild furious sea,
Great white foam flecked wave goodbying to me
in the storm tossed sea's ceaseless ebb and flow
and wonder, where the...
#villanelle
60 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 1:07pm
13th Dec 2024 1:07pm
A Tribute
Is there a finer way to pay tribute
other than the form they have made their own
singing songs to courtly Spinet and Lute
and if wrath grows then blasts of Trumpets blown.
There is great wealth in writes couched in past terms
linked to sleeping blooms where rhyme came of age,
and they in turn looked to their past and yearned
and this, by hap, ere the first paper page?
They build on legends just as Shakespeare did
the one great change lay in that of degree, ...
other than the form they have made their own
singing songs to courtly Spinet and Lute
and if wrath grows then blasts of Trumpets blown.
There is great wealth in writes couched in past terms
linked to sleeping blooms where rhyme came of age,
and they in turn looked to their past and yearned
and this, by hap, ere the first paper page?
They build on legends just as Shakespeare did
the one great change lay in that of degree, ...
#respect
#sonnet
68 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Dec 2024 1:40pm
12th Dec 2024 1:40pm
C'Mon, Give It Up...
I've sure given up on giving stuff up
like all my goodies I'm supposed to quit
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
And I'll grow old and fat, stewed in my cups,
because giving up things can be the pits
I've sure given up on giving stuff up...
Like scoffing chocs, dribbling beer as I sup,
or hoarding tat as if I've sticky mits
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
Or ranting at the neighbour's cheeky pups, ...
like all my goodies I'm supposed to quit
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
And I'll grow old and fat, stewed in my cups,
because giving up things can be the pits
I've sure given up on giving stuff up...
Like scoffing chocs, dribbling beer as I sup,
or hoarding tat as if I've sticky mits
so New Years Resolutions can just get stuffed,
Or ranting at the neighbour's cheeky pups, ...
#villanelle
#LifeGoals
#NewYear #tradition
#NewYear #tradition
87 reads
2 Comments
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