Random Quatrain Poems (302)

I MUST REMEMBER TO FORGET

I remember when you didn’t remember the time nor the place
I recall how you didn’t recall our first kiss and how it made your heart race
I know you’ve forgotten what you swore you’d never forget
And I know you didn’t know that I’ve loved you since the moment we first met

Simply to help your memory function well and be precise
You opined that if this is what forever is like you wanted a slice
Your words spoke softly of romance as well did your heart
And I’m certain you don’t recall promising to give me your all from the start

You can’t envision the first time I came into your vision
Or swearing to every god there is we will never suffer division
You swore we’d be one and never be done making each other’s heart race
Yet I remember our firsts of everything especially our first emphatic and embrionic embrace

You don’t understand that I still don’t understand why you had to go
I suppose to you our love became irrelevant and obsolete
that’s all I know
It’s sorrowful how fast a first can so easily become a last
And now years later all we are is part of each other’s past
© 2011.…Poefree

White and cold from the faraway land
You stand high and bold without end
The wind and the the sun come to touch your lovely peak
Eventhough they sometimes come in shriek


Oh... what beautiful mountain you are
You are not that far...
you always make us feel high
Eventhough we can not fly

The sakura trees are on your feet
They line where i usually meet my pete
And we walk together by the river bank
And watch your snowy peak while i am thinking about pete's money in the bank

Putin's on the border
110,000 at the order
bristling with their military
it isn't very salutary

By the end of Feb we'll know
if Zelensky has to go
its not a pleasant show
this road to overthrow

Take defensive actions
hit them with the sanctions
there'll be multilateral reactions
and multi-country factions

Its because of NATO forces
a growing pack of horses
unnerves the Russian bear
and brings him from his lair

PYSICALLY AGED BUT SPIRITUALLY YOUTHFUL

He stared at me with his cloudy and aged eyes
Aged but oh so very wise
My girlfriend of fifteen years introduced he and I
As the figure of an intelligent man drew nigh

So he would join us for some wine and just a bit of cheese
And said “go ahead and call me “Shooter” if you please
They named me that because I wouldn’t pick up a gun
And hope I taught the very same principle to my son

Pick up the rifle, that shotgun or a sword
And I pray the words I say to my son won’t be ignored
Once you pick up that weapon of war my boy
You join the spirit of Gettysburg, Korea and Hanoi

So “Shooter” went on about what his son had done
Did he ever disrespect you and pick up a gun?
“Shooter” related all the hopes which fate would never yield
And then he whispered, “yes, he picked up a gun and died for oil and land on a foreign battlefield”
© 2011.…~ Phreepoetree free cee!~

stop a mambo step..
a harsh salsa..
pale in regae ...

Just one more wayside tourist trap?
Oh no, the wizard said!
And gals with pistols looking sad,
Although they've roses red.

A feathered redhead splits the air,
So loud it sets you free.
A beet so sweet with rhythm wild,
And scent so heavenly.

Who cares if limbs are kinda thin,
As veils fall all around?
Amphibians drowse in quiet repose,
In bedclothes that they've found.

Infirmities be damned, he cried!
Too hot, and vivid too!
Disguised as hut, a manse is found,
Who knows just what is true?

Antithesis of avian beauty
Monstrosity of the bird family
Head and neck very hideous looking
In dull black wrinkled up unfeathered skin

Exposed decaying animal matter
Can produce unhealthy bacteria
That can endanger other life species
Threatening them with illness and disease

Consumption of animal carrion
Is part of your normal food ingestion
Though your appearance may cause revulsion
You fulfil a most essential function

Your motion on land is very clumsy
With those black legs you step so awkwardly
Yet when you take off to the air in flight
Your graceful movement is a pleasant sight

Riding air currents way up in the sky
On motionless wings you go sailing by
While cruising up there at such a great height
You still search for food with your keen eyesight

Though to some, you may appear unsightly
Your role in nature is prized most highly
You are indeed a most worthy creature
I pay tribute to you, noble vulture

I'm misery, how do you do.
I've no soul and no reflection.
And though I'll paint your world blue
You'll love my dark complexion.

Listen now and look at me
I've tales of woe and pain.
In ugliness, I find my glee
So please let me explain.

I want to share my hopelessness
A cloud of gloom above.
Dishonestly I won't confess
But company is all I love.

I've nothing nice to ever say
I'm brooding, dark and bitter
But when it comes to nastiness
I'll babble all atwitter.

Yes, look at me and see my view
As I wallow in my mire
And fingerpaint my filth on you
For it's all my heart's desire.

I need to drag you down with me
I cannot stand your light.
I'll snuff it out with vile glee
Till days are black as night.

I must persist till you begin
To you join me in your tears.
And I won't rest until I'm in
A world of hopeless peers.

J.D.S.

I am a reckless recluse
But I have an excuse
Society is un-sanctimonious
When I only want to hear the harmonious

I am hiding away
Awaiting a day
When people pledge peace
And nationalism will finally cease

I won’t let people find me
Not even if they’re behind me
Because I’d rather live alone
Than to live in a world I bemoan

Don’t look or search for me anywhere
Please beg do I not ever to dare
From your society I care to be exempt
Because I am a recluses content with contempt
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~

OH SURE, THAT’S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY

They want to hear you say the word “yes”
And yes, oftentimes it’s best to confess
Admit your guilt and let the punishment fit the crime
Simply sit in a cell doing nothing but doing your time

Sometimes they’ll find out the truth in any event
And when they said “liar” you wondered what that meant
It means you told a falsehood with repercussions severe
And I’m telling you, being compliant is the only way out of here

Ain’t no riot going to open the cell lock for you
Ain’t no threat going to stop them from doing what they do
Tell them you won’t eat until you get a new trial
And they’ll let you starve to death due to denial

More often then not it’s best for the truth to be known
They don’t care how loudly you moan and groan
I’ve been here long enough to know it’s best to behave
But shit, I don’t care what’s best, I’ll lie and swear on my mother’s grave
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
AUTHOR’S NOTE: There is no grave, she was cremated