Poetry2ponder's Blog

Hello all!  I have plenty of new poems to post.  They will be coming out daily, as I have lots of inspiration these days.  Here’s a few I wrote today.

“Wouldn’t It Be Terrible?”

Wouldn’t it be terrible if people protested outside Trump’s properties?
Wouldn’t it be sad if his businesses were forced to shut down?
It would be tragic if some protesters were to block traffic to his gorgeous estates.
Boy, would he be mad if he couldn’t get through his golden gates?

Wouldn’t it be horrible if everyone knew Trump did deals with Vory v Zakone?
What if they knew he dealt with murderers and rapists? Would they see through his baloney?
Wouldn’t it be comical if Trump’s own Attorney General were disbarred?
Wouldn’t it be peachy if his own Attorney General were impeached?

If only Pelosi would listen to me,
Maybe these daydreams would actually come to be.

“Trump and his Golden Throne”

Trump sits on his golden throne,
For hours, tweeting all alone,
Trying to get rid of all the bs,
But he spewed it out for us, what a mess!

Directing the DOJ to go easy on his friends,
While going poopsie in his Depends,
Asking for investigations of his rivals,
Threatening to sue magazines for libel,

What would happen if he lost his golden throne?
Would everyone simply leave him alone?
Sometimes he is tempted to step down,
But then everyone would see him not as a king, but a clown.

“Another Cappuccino”

Another cappuccino gone,
Another dose of caffeine,
To my addict brain,
My runaway train.

Another coffee,
Break, from reality,
Or from sleep,
I’m not sure,
Which is sadder.
For both, I weep.

“Blah, blah”

Blah,
Blah, blah,
Another blathering,
Someone did something
To someone

For no reason
That we know of
Inside their heads
The analysis swirls,
As we attempt
To make sense of it all.

Blah, blah,
Blah, blah,
Something is happening
To me, to you, to us.
We tune out, we pretend
Not to care, not to worry.

We want
Control.

“Why”

Why

Why do
We do
What we do
For what purpose?
For whose sake?
Why can’t we
Accept
Ourselves?

“Finish, start”

Finish this,
Start that,
In the middle of
My cappuccino
All these thoughts
Worries really
Interrupt
My present
Bliss.

“Nightmares and Dreams”

Nightmares and dreams
Two words for the same idea
One good
One bad.
Two thins so similar
Opposed to one another,
A contradiction of language
Of logic and principle.

If one can have a bad dream,
Can one have

a good nightmare?

“A Serious Writer”

A serious writer
Never silly
Always full of
Suspense, intrigue,
Mystery, history,
Hysteria, nostalgia,

Focus,
One
Word

At a time,

When I was
A serious
Writer.

“Intertwined”

Bitter
Sweet
Intertwined,
Complementing
Fulfilling
Completing

One taste
Coffee
Off-putting
And entrancing.

One cup
A multitude
Of opinions.

“To Judge”

How quick we are
To react
To taste
To smell
To judge

One more chance
Can you
Give me
One?