Random Quatrain Poems (302)

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

Silver shines back one picture of a goddess
centre stage before the eyes enters soul to soul realm
standing purely hot blue flames ignite every gasp
breathing on a bed of roses sleeps beauty

The breath stops breathless apex splendour
within you precious jewels striking darkly haunting
princess happily kissing over and over sugar coated
heartbeats back skips with angel kisses

Warmly upon the throne sitting queen
dancing with shadows crowning moonbeams
cradle of love is where I capture your space
reserved only in my dreams of you

Temple of light I blow the softest kiss gently on wings
to embrace the altar of a soul's other half destiny sings
captured in space the greatest mystery of life
invades when you sit upon these knees

Purely joy angelic smiles looking into your eyes sparkles of starlight
on a blazing trail of magic dust always there I find thee
missing piece of the puzzle fits holding hands surely heaven here
in this world I have found in you this heart's treasure, be my Queen

As your heartbeats a pulse quickens through your fingertips
this heart is yours for keeps to go on forever
sure as the sunshine kisses morning dew
Your love inspires the one in a thousand dreams come true

unrhymed quatrains

Assailed by the mist and chill
Day is dawning cool and damp
Coffee warm I drink my fill
As dimness hovers over camp

Another day behind me now
Another day before me still
To slog on upward, aching
On this quest toward the hill

My feet they feel so heavy
But I know I cannot tarry
There's naught to do but climb
For there are things that I must carry.

One day I'll look behind me
As I've cleared the hill ahead
And it will be then worth the cost
But the time till then I dread.

Nothing good is had with ease
This quest is no exception
And I only need to keep my trek
Onward, in the right direction

Long gray day before me
Long gray day behind me
One less than the day before
Till my angel's light shall find me.

I think I'll die before I live
from time to time, I suppose
life seems more take than give
a cynical opinion sometimes shows

Michael, Gabriel or Azrael may
come to bring me my pink slip
and leave my future in disarray
ticket punched for the return trip

yet if I can get the jump on it
go ahead and postulate anyhow
a posthumous life might better befit
than what I've got here right now

today's stance an intractable position
a life well lived, for argument's sake
could depart now of my own volition
and leave some witticism at my wake

then folks who knew me, not one iota
could say "just seemed to be so content"
"though lately colder than North Dakota"
"To hell is what I think was meant"

and maybe I'll live on in my words
to make life both meaningful and bold
'stead of day's living for the birds
a posthumous life a thing to behold

'course I might need to think again
considering all the prose and cons
my best thinkin' might be just insane
afterlife might be a big come on.

maybe it's not any better than this
my Shangri-La might be right here
too hard to look back and reminisce
if I just posthumously disappear

© agoodguy2have 2011-06-27

FED ON SURVIVAL

Not one junkie I know has a test kit for purity
But I can tell you this much with surety
Although we should all be grateful for survival
I’d rather be declared dead on arrival

Frankly I’ve had enough of never being certain
And I begged the stagehand to bring down the curtain
An addict yearns for quality and a cloud like dream
But Then I awake in a hospital and begin to scream

I scream for the friends I’ve lost who were never revived
Shoot, I haven’t even a clue how I have survived
Every day I’m a pearl in peril on a random roulette wheel
Never knowing if I’ll O.D after I consume my last meal

So next time anyone sees me in the gutter simply leave me there
Because I can tell you this much and I’ll make it clear
I’ve never given a damn about religion or the Holy Bible
But I swear on it, please, this time let me be declared dead on arrival
© 2011 Poefree

"Be indebted and take the ghee
to the last drop," when said it he,
he did not mean that man lazy be
and the truth behind fails to see.

Be indebted and the ghee you take
to enjoy your life for life's sake,
not lazy man himself to make
but to remain ever awake.

Life is short and born accident;
water, air, earth, fire element
together with space do augment
the human life development.

On this earth if you are born once,
enjoy your life and gladly dance;
at other sayings look askance,
because for you there is no chance

to be born on this earth again.
Once this body is free from pain
of living, people say in vain:
Moksha the soul does not attain.

What remains after cremation?
How does not one get salvation?
With death ends life's crowded action.
So no soul is in operation.

BORN BLIND TO THE UNICURSE

Please advise me when I can open my eyes
Until then closed shall they be
I’m blinded and deafened to any lies
As angry grows the sea

I refuse to see the sadness I’ve seen
I won’t look at the ugliness mankind can’t deny
So give me a Jack with a beer back and a bit of Grenadine
As angry grows the sky

Were I to open mine eyes as of now I know what I’d see
I’d see the same waste and an eight year old kid with a gun
So why would I want to see the greedy, the needy and junkies like me?
As angry grows the sun

‘tis wrong to see what we’ve done to the earth
And now living on this planet has become a caustic curse
Our society is a monument to the death of merriment and mirth
As angry grows the universe
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~

A mould-shaped symmetrical bowl
has no character of its own
It's just like the mould-shaped others
and it is merely a clone
If the bowl is shattered to pieces
and the pieces stuck together once more
It creates a beautiful mosaic
that one cannot help but adore

The bark on the trunk of a young sapling
is just like that of any young tree
It is like an unwritten page
which is plain and ordinary
With age the bark gets cracked and broken
and acquires its own uniqueness
It provides a home for many insects
and becomes a thing of loveliness

DOES---GOD----DO---IT----GREEK-----STYLE?

I don’t mind being labeled a fool
Why, because I’m that god-damned cool
And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak
But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek

Zorba ain’t got a thing over me
I down ouzo people give me for free
How do I do that which you yearn to know?
Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow

That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am
Foolish enough to fool all of them
All the fools and the common folk
And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke

I hear with my heart your god’s admonition
But my foolishness will never be in remission
For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way
Disregarding that which society and your lord may say

So call me a fool if that be your will
Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill
Until your god decides to kill this fool
But I don’t give a f**k because I’m that god-damned cool
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~

AL DE LA MY LOVE


You and I had everything calculated and planned
We were just following fate and its every command
Two souls were going to find forever in an unexpected land
And neither of us would dare to defy destiny’s demand

We were supposed to last a lifetime together no matter what
That was this man and his lady’s predetermined plot
No one could rattle our teacups or shake up the place
Not as long as two lovers had the other’s embrace

I recall adding and subtracting and then reaching a perfect sum
We were sitting on a settee having biscuits and sharing one glass of rum
We shared everything including time, smiles and each other’s past
But simply because a person says “forever” doesn’t mean it will last

Because you hit a rocky road and a curve at too great a speed
You died and I didn’t believe death could be so easily decreed
We were acting in haste while all the time we thought, devised and planned and sadly together we will never find that forever’s clandestine land
© 2011.….~ Phreepoetry….free cee!~