BarbChamberlain

"Sometimes I remember,
I am one of everybody."

From "Everybody" by Marie Sheppard Williams
americanlifeinpoetry.org/colum (which is also a poem about the encounters we have at transit stops)

#poetry #poem #poems #PoemADay #TodaysPoem #community #MarieSheppardWilliams #transit

Jester

There once was an old man of Esser,
Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,
It at last grew so small
He knew nothing at all,
And now he's a college professor.

#jokes #limerick #funny #poem #humour #joke

stgreenie

Living on the edge of oblivion
Marginal Man exists

Content in his fringe obscurity
yet the feeling persists

He could be a player
if he ever chose to make a play
and conquered the fearful uncertainty
that his life choices
may not always go his way

All these consequences unforeseen

Impediments lurking in the darkness
fueling current sputtering hesitations

While the Earth spins relentlessly

Rampaging through the galaxy

Time is the true enemy

Tossing aside those
who will not commit
to the natural force of gravity

Marginal Man
you best get
with the frickin program

Make a damn action #plan

Dig in and take a firm stand
and for once get committed
before you and your paralysis
permanently plummet
your future happiness
into the abyss of indecision
where so many of us fools
have taken up residence
lamenting our "could have beens"

#vss365 #poetry #poem #amwriting

stgreenie

Misty with the pretty smile
and attached perfect body
is now second in command
under the big boss man

Her fast track #promotion
is causing quite a commotion
from those consumed by envy
casting shade on her qualifications

What they fail to see
are the intangibles she brings
under the table

#vss365 #poetry #poem #amwriting

Sonnet a Day

Sonnet 128 - CXXVIII
How oft when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap,
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips,
O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more bless'd than living lips.
Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

bot by @davidaugust

#sonnet #poem #Shakespeare

Assoc for Scottish Literature

There was this king sitted in his garden all alane
When his brother in his ear poured a little bit o’ henbane,
Stole his brother’s crown and his money and his widow;
But the dead king walked and got his son and said, “Hey listen, kiddo…”

—Adam McNaughtan, “Oor Hamlet”: a tragedy in 3 minutes

Adam McNaughtan sings “Oor Hamlet”:
youtube.com/watch?v=nPclD-m64T

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #song #drama #tragedy #Hamlet #humour #Shakespeare #ShakespeareDay

Assoc for Scottish Literature

For William Shakespeare’s (probable) birthday:

“This single poem gets, via the heart of all theatre, to the heart of the communal in all the arts, and to the heart of form, the heart of voice and silence and to the heart of a kind of life that will never actually stop.”

—Ali Smith, on “Instructions to an Actor”, by Edwin Morgan

A recording of Ian McKellen reading ‘Instructions to an Actor’ in July 1979:

tumblr.com/catullus101/6535243

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #Shakespeare #acting #drama

stgreenie

When we
can't talk
it out
we fight it out

This is how
we operate

Break out the high tech
death dispensers

War machine
can be expensive
so
it's always
gearing up
for another
round of
destruction
now done
with great
precision
so our crusades
are now
cost effective

#vss365 #poetry #poem #amwriting

stgreenie

When the stars
began to pixalate
the serious realization hit
that we were all trapped
within a glitch
of the space/time continuum

Somehow our Universe ripped
and unless we can quickly repair
this torn celestial fabric
outside dimensional elements
are going to begin seeping in

Some dangerous shit

Anyone got a sewing kit?

#poetry #poem #amwriting

KIAIKIAI555

© KOJI ARAKI Art Works
Daily life and every small thing is the gate to the universe
:)
#Adobe #Fresco #AdobeFresco #poem #original
#koji #araki #art #works #KojiArakiArtWorks
#kojiarakiartworks.com

libramoon

Oh, the Humanity

Just what is humanity?
Not so much those noble qualities
we aspire to, mythologize,
like kindness,
Heroes that inspire,
a sacred trust to provide for
those in need.
No, it seems we get lost, caught
up in fantasized desires
we gladly forsake [foreswear?]
our fairer angels to acquire

#poem

stgreenie

In the 21st Century
the key to happiness
is to disconnect
all sense of embarrassment
from your conciousness

Once you achieve
perfect reality detachment
this encasement of obliviousness
will shield your zombie ass
from any fact checking distractions

Perfect for dead eyed cultists

#poetry #poem #amwriting

stgreenie

You are not as messed up
as you think you be
when your personal issues
are stink test measured
against the vast spectrum
of public insanity
we all reside in currently

#poetry #poem #amwriting

stgreenie

Divinity can be found
in a spider
patiently
spinning it's silky web

Hell can be found
in a fly's
desperate
death struggle
to escape
this same pious cathedral

Perspective
is in the eyes
of the beholder

Truth custom fit
to the perceptions
we wear

Even when
they hurt

#inkmine #poetry #poem #amwriting

Assoc for Scottish Literature

dear small daughter for a long time I did not write
what had already become past-tense was past-tense
and I am sorry I was not able to hold it as one might
in a dream hold a stream of water and sing it to sleep…

—Sheila Black, “Climate (7) (Past Tense)”
published in BREAK IN CASE OF SILENCE: New Writing Scotland 39 (ASL, 2021)

asls.org.uk/publications/books

#Scottish #literature #poetry #poem #EarthDay #EarthDay2025