Submissions by Rew
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Nov 2024 9:16pm
10th Nov 2024 9:16pm
Beastly nightmare
As, again, this beastly nightmare gives birth
and out of trumpy's swamp strange creatures crawl,
to scavenge, pick over, the spoils of earth,
It's just another day, for what that's worth,
as trumpy's constant lies induce a fall,
as again this beastly nightmare gives birth
And this strange turn shocks back my lisp, I curth
" Thuk! The world's thoulest bloke? yeah, of them all!
to scavenge, pick over, the spoils of earth...
As trumpy and Pukin crack up with mirth
" Jeez, those...
and out of trumpy's swamp strange creatures crawl,
to scavenge, pick over, the spoils of earth,
It's just another day, for what that's worth,
as trumpy's constant lies induce a fall,
as again this beastly nightmare gives birth
And this strange turn shocks back my lisp, I curth
" Thuk! The world's thoulest bloke? yeah, of them all!
to scavenge, pick over, the spoils of earth...
As trumpy and Pukin crack up with mirth
" Jeez, those...
#villanelle
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2024 5:08pm
9th Nov 2024 5:08pm
The Wisdom of the Supreme Orange
Sold by orders of the old Orange king
damned the grand canyon becomes a sea of oil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
In tattered rags the blews now poor drab things
thankful for Rouge-Leaders few cents of toil
sold, by orders of the old Orange king...
As from state rest camps migrant voices sing
Praise Him, who's smog saved their rations from sun's spoil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
(The sky, dark, from slag-heaps fug, still burning,
smog from coast to coast churns the spoiled earth...
damned the grand canyon becomes a sea of oil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
In tattered rags the blews now poor drab things
thankful for Rouge-Leaders few cents of toil
sold, by orders of the old Orange king...
As from state rest camps migrant voices sing
Praise Him, who's smog saved their rations from sun's spoil,
as millions puckered up to kiss his ring,
(The sky, dark, from slag-heaps fug, still burning,
smog from coast to coast churns the spoiled earth...
#dark
#rhyming
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2024 8:54am
6th Nov 2024 8:54am
The second coming
If only we grasped how the real world works
with its sneak body-mincing wheels in wheels,
and detect the operator's wicked smirk,
To expose foul thieves and strings they have jerked
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,
If only we grasped how the real world works...
Then we'd see sick invasions have vast perks
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,
and, detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,
Their shrugs, death of children a business quirk,
as they persue their beastly cash dreams
If...
with its sneak body-mincing wheels in wheels,
and detect the operator's wicked smirk,
To expose foul thieves and strings they have jerked
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,
If only we grasped how the real world works...
Then we'd see sick invasions have vast perks
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,
and, detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,
Their shrugs, death of children a business quirk,
as they persue their beastly cash dreams
If...
#evil
#villanelle
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2024 9:22pm
5th Nov 2024 9:22pm
Truth is told.
Beer in itself does not tell lies
but when in mind such wiles has sin,
great wenches of old age in youth's eye
become lovely young nymphs, blood sings.
And gold itself has no untruths
but in the pocket of some trumpeting cad,
his rottenness becomes great couth
and he is deemed, a grand fine lad!
But it is not so with me, my love,
I have no cash or beer to hold,
so when I thank the Lord above
for your dear heart, ah, then, truth is told...
but when in mind such wiles has sin,
great wenches of old age in youth's eye
become lovely young nymphs, blood sings.
And gold itself has no untruths
but in the pocket of some trumpeting cad,
his rottenness becomes great couth
and he is deemed, a grand fine lad!
But it is not so with me, my love,
I have no cash or beer to hold,
so when I thank the Lord above
for your dear heart, ah, then, truth is told...
#rhyming
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Nov 2024 6:53pm
5th Nov 2024 6:53pm
The Ancient Cheer Song...
Raise a glass of Ale
then drink, to this ancient cheer,
(chorus) raise a glass...
then drink, to this ancient cheer,
(chorus) raise a glass...
#haiku
#senryu
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Oct 2024 9:07pm
29th Oct 2024 9:07pm
Creatures From trumpy's Swamp
Such stuff sneaked past us cos there was no pomp
trump grifts your cash, oil and gas bosses split,
just more foul creatures in trumpy's dank swamp,
No lawmaker's kids shot, their life's a romp?
your kids? Vance; " fact of 'your' life deal with it "
such stuff sneaked past us cos there was no pomp,
As on to the stage one more bully clumps
musk, with, free speech for us not you dimwits!
just one more foul critter in trump's dank swamp,
Then a few more march on to trumpy's prompt
" come on, spread...
trump grifts your cash, oil and gas bosses split,
just more foul creatures in trumpy's dank swamp,
No lawmaker's kids shot, their life's a romp?
your kids? Vance; " fact of 'your' life deal with it "
such stuff sneaked past us cos there was no pomp,
As on to the stage one more bully clumps
musk, with, free speech for us not you dimwits!
just one more foul critter in trump's dank swamp,
Then a few more march on to trumpy's prompt
" come on, spread...
#villanelle
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Oct 2024 6:59pm
27th Oct 2024 6:59pm
A Cute Cheeky, Chubby, Orange Elf...
Trumpy's phone lock-screen-photo is, himself
not his wife, kids, not Putin or Hitler,
not some cute cheeky, chubby, orange elf,
Or the Stars & Stripes where he grifts his wealth
not a nice scene but, self idolater,
trumpy's phone lock-screen photo is, himself!
Free country? Sure, but there's his mental health
his face boosts his self worth as a, raper,
not some cute, cheeky, chubby, orange elf.
trumpy's silver from oil pollutes Earth's breath
but Judas hung himself as, betrayer,
trumpy's phone lock-screen photo is,...
not his wife, kids, not Putin or Hitler,
not some cute cheeky, chubby, orange elf,
Or the Stars & Stripes where he grifts his wealth
not a nice scene but, self idolater,
trumpy's phone lock-screen photo is, himself!
Free country? Sure, but there's his mental health
his face boosts his self worth as a, raper,
not some cute, cheeky, chubby, orange elf.
trumpy's silver from oil pollutes Earth's breath
but Judas hung himself as, betrayer,
trumpy's phone lock-screen photo is,...
#villanelle
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Oct 2024 11:24am
24th Oct 2024 11:24am
Life's just a wham bam thank you ma'am
If we asked life for answers it might shrug
and say, don't ask me, like you, I just am,
but you might find answers in whiskey jugs,
Or that opium of the mass, the drug
of some church but, they might say, now you're damned!
if we asked life for answers it might shrug.
Zillions born then snuffed out, just like bugs
does it look like some thing might give a damn,
but the answer might lie in whiskey jugs,
But don't bother me I'm the fall guy, the mug,
when asked, 'what's life?' I repeat, I just am!
if we...
and say, don't ask me, like you, I just am,
but you might find answers in whiskey jugs,
Or that opium of the mass, the drug
of some church but, they might say, now you're damned!
if we asked life for answers it might shrug.
Zillions born then snuffed out, just like bugs
does it look like some thing might give a damn,
but the answer might lie in whiskey jugs,
But don't bother me I'm the fall guy, the mug,
when asked, 'what's life?' I repeat, I just am!
if we...
#villanelle
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Oct 2024 7:43pm
18th Oct 2024 7:43pm
No Going Back!
With its back to the wall the snake attacks
as do dirty rats and desp'rate felons,
as it slowly dawns there's no going back,
And if they think, they know their futures black,
then attack with tooth, nail, claw and venom,
with its back to the wall the snake attacks.
Of self preservation, they have no lack,
and fight and fight till they or danger, gone,
as it slowly dawns there's no going back
They'll squirm, weave and wriggle through any crack
their slipperiness makes up for no brawn
with their back to the wall the snake...
as do dirty rats and desp'rate felons,
as it slowly dawns there's no going back,
And if they think, they know their futures black,
then attack with tooth, nail, claw and venom,
with its back to the wall the snake attacks.
Of self preservation, they have no lack,
and fight and fight till they or danger, gone,
as it slowly dawns there's no going back
They'll squirm, weave and wriggle through any crack
their slipperiness makes up for no brawn
with their back to the wall the snake...
#villanelle
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Oct 2024 10:06pm
17th Oct 2024 10:06pm
Bless you...
God spilled the glow of magic dust He'd got
and it swirled around and got up his nose,
He, Achooed it all up Eve's Honeypot!
So fellas now you know on your last shot
when you wonder why your thingy just don't grow
God spilled the glow of magic dust He'd got.
Although it kinda puts you on the spot
there's this secret not many of you know
He Achooed it all up Eve's Honeypot!
Yeah, yeah, it's tiresome when you get hot
and nothing's happening just down below
God spilled the glow of magic dust He'd got,
And you're...
and it swirled around and got up his nose,
He, Achooed it all up Eve's Honeypot!
So fellas now you know on your last shot
when you wonder why your thingy just don't grow
God spilled the glow of magic dust He'd got.
Although it kinda puts you on the spot
there's this secret not many of you know
He Achooed it all up Eve's Honeypot!
Yeah, yeah, it's tiresome when you get hot
and nothing's happening just down below
God spilled the glow of magic dust He'd got,
And you're...
#villanelle
#funny
#sex
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Oct 2024 12:12pm
17th Oct 2024 12:12pm
Just Elder Abuse?
Is the world seeing just elder abuse
of this rambling, dancing, agéd puppet
but who's these abusers, what's their excuse,
For this farce of a Statesman they've produced
with his fake tan and risible mullet,
is the world seeing just elder abuse.
Did they say " See, from this hill, the world, choose!"
don't worry about laws we will gut it
but, who's these abusers, what's their excuse,
Is it a tigers tail or golden goose
or his bent to be their fascist strumpet,
is the world seeing just...
of this rambling, dancing, agéd puppet
but who's these abusers, what's their excuse,
For this farce of a Statesman they've produced
with his fake tan and risible mullet,
is the world seeing just elder abuse.
Did they say " See, from this hill, the world, choose!"
don't worry about laws we will gut it
but, who's these abusers, what's their excuse,
Is it a tigers tail or golden goose
or his bent to be their fascist strumpet,
is the world seeing just...
#villanelle
96 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Oct 2024 10:00am
17th Oct 2024 10:00am
Some Weirdo's...
Some weirdo fathers might say no more school
you read and write, you've no use for more skills,
you're sat on your future don't be a fool,
We'll find suitors for you, just play it cool,
till I give the nod then go for the kill,
some weirdo fathers might say, no more school!
And keep your hand on your vag, that's my rule
I'll not have you use contraceptive pills
you're sat on your future don't be a fool
Your body will supply your native tools
the schools will just teach about some false will,
some weirdo fathers might...
you read and write, you've no use for more skills,
you're sat on your future don't be a fool,
We'll find suitors for you, just play it cool,
till I give the nod then go for the kill,
some weirdo fathers might say, no more school!
And keep your hand on your vag, that's my rule
I'll not have you use contraceptive pills
you're sat on your future don't be a fool
Your body will supply your native tools
the schools will just teach about some false will,
some weirdo fathers might...
#villanelle
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