Presbyterian Restraint

 

Honest Presbyterians
acknowledge Luciferians

Prudent Presbyterians
break bread with Luciferians

Proper Presbyterians
preach Christ to Luciferians

Fragile Presbyterians
sing hymns with Luciferians

Gentle Presbyterians
give place to Luciferians

Milquetoast Presbyterians
soon yield to Luciferians

PC Presbyterians
include the Luciferians

Rampant Presbyterians
make fun of Luciferians


PROMPT 26:
Write a poem that uses repetition.
You can repeat a word, or phrase. You can even repeat an image,
perhaps slightly changing or enlarging it from stanza to stanza,
to alter its meaning.

Reactionary Poem

 

America’s presidents: well deserved

(recall that cowboy Hollywood actor?)

React in vain while your meltdown is served:

let it glow—like a nuclear reactor.

Energy freed: progressively conserved,

in Uranium for all who backed her—

though some who bought it may become unnerved

and see her as less than a benefactor.

 

Why My Poetry Sucks

The Internet is a strange and fickle thing.

I pride myself on not being swayed by social media. I do not Twitter, Facebook, nor do I Instagram or use any other similar media. It’s pretty much WordPress, Hello Poetry, and one more poetry site that eat up my time online, along with YouTube of course.

Last Saturday and also on Monday, my blog had more views than usual.
During April, it is usually like that due to National Poetry Month.
I was happy, in a silly stats-driven cybernetic way.
(They say dopamine levels go up with Social Media stats and I believe it).

But I have also noticed that lots of views on one day can give the illusion that people are actually reading poetry blogs. Then yesterday I posted what I believe to be one of my better poems, which I worked on and edited extensively. I posted it earlier in the day than normal, thinking there would be more time for it to get read, and I checked the stats like a maniac . . . to be rewarded with SEVEN views all day, ha ha ha .

Have you ever wondered about blogs showcasing what seems to YOU to be vapid, superficial and carelessly-written poetry receiving hundreds of “likes” while others that display masterful use of wordcraft barely get read?

What does this poetic philosopher have to say to us on the topic?

Feline Frenzy

 

Put on your pussyhat, grab your Kibbles—

Let that cat out of your bag

Celebrate your business, Womyn

Whether you be sprite or hag . . .

Which is which? You make us wonder

(as you hate on the head-of state)

What you’re packing. Woman-thunder

Promises to titillate.

Lead us men into our future

Show us where we’ve gone astray.

Shine that light of Matriarchy

As we stumble on our way.

Pure emotion lights your gender.

Superficial party-lines

Tie us up. A pussy-bender

Just might straighten out your signs.

Talking-points at intersections

Promise to inflame the game.

Seeking brave new world directions

Ought to shift some blame.

 

PROMPT #23: write a poem about an animal.