Bri Edwards' Second February 2022 Showcase Of Poems, Borrowed From Poets On Poem-Hunter....[ Sharing Poets And Their Poems With You ] Poem by Bri Edwards

A dreary day meets my eyes out nearby windows, amongst South Carolina hills.
Perhaps these poems I've gathered from this site will help to ease some little ills.
I don't do much each day except read books and take care of eight red chickens,
so putting together this offering helps me, before my 'almost-depression' thickens.


bri ;)

(February 21st,2022)


Thanks to the poets and the readers (and maybe even commenters!) .

The SHOWCASE:

1 -

A Bush Lawyer

When Ironbark the turtle came to Anthony's lagoon
The hills were hid behind a mist of equinoctal rain,
The ripple of the rivulets was like a cheerful tune
And wild companions waltzed among the grass as tall as grain.
But Ironbark the turtle cared no whit for all of these;
The ripple of the rivulets, the rustle of the trees
Were only apple sauce to him, or just a piece of cheese.

Now, Dan-di-dan the water rat was exquisitely dressed,
For not a seal in Bass's Straits had half as fine a coat,
And every day he combed and brushed his golden-yellow vest,
A contrast with the white cravat he wore beneath his throat.

And Dan-di-dan the water rat could move with ease and grace,
So Ironbark appeared to him a creature out of place,
With iron-plated overcoat and dirty little face.

A crawfish at the point of death came drifting down the drains.
Said he, 'I'm scalded to the heart with bathing near the bore.'
The turtle and the water rat disputed his remains,
For crawfish meat all day they'd eat, and then they'd ask for more.

Said Dan-di-dan, 'The prize is mine, for I was fishing here
Before you tumbled down the bank and landed on your ear.'
'I wouldn't care, ' the turtle said, 'if you'd have fished a year.'

So Baggy-beak the Pelican was asked to arbitrate;
The scales of justice seemed to hang beneath his noble beak.
He said, 'I'll take possession of the subject of debate';
He stowed the fish inside his pouch and then began to speak.

'The case is far from clear, ' he said, 'and justices of note' --
But here he snapped his beak and flapped his piebald overcoat --
'Oh dear, ' he said, 'that wretched fish has slithered down my throat.'

'But still, ' he said, 'the point involved requires a full debate.
I'll have to get the lawyer birds and fix a special day.
Ad interim I rule that costs come out of the estate.'
And Baggy-beak the Pelican got up and flew away.

So both the pair who went to law were feeling very small.
Said they, 'We might have halved the fish and saved a nasty brawl;
For half a crawfish isn't much, but more than none at all.'


Banjo Paterson
Thursday, January 1,2004

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2 -

Party Girls

My friend is lonely as can be,
and I am lonely, too.
If she could come and visit me,
she wouldn't be so blue.

I'd take her out to paint the town*
and we'd stay up all night.
She'd have no chance to wear her frown;
I'd flood her with delight.

When we got back from all that fun,
we'd sleep all that next day,
and, soon as nighttime had begun,

once more we'd go and play!


Belle Wassermeister
Saturday, February 12,2022

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3 -

Released

[[[ AFTER TELLING BELLE I'D USED 'RELEASED' IN THIS SHOWCASE, SHE ASKED ME TO DELETE IT BECAUSE SHE WAS GOING TO RELEASE A NEW VERSION OF 'RELEASED'.
I'VE OVERLOOKED HER REQUEST FOR DAYS, INADVERTANTLY; OOPS. I SUGGEST YOU JUST CHECK HER SITE IF YOU ARE INTERESTED. BRI ;) ]]]

Belle Wassermeister
Monday, February 21,2022

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4 -

Two Chipmunks


Two chipmunks running through the leaves
there on the forest floor - -
they had an energy and zest
that I'd not seen before.

The one would chase the other, then
the other chased the one.
I really wanted to join in;
it looked like so much fun!

But I'm too big and cumbersome;
they wouldn't let me play,
and if they did, as sure as not,
they'd catch me right away!


Kim Barney
Friday, September 27,2019Topic(s) of this poem: fun5 -


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5 -

In The Eye Of The Storm


Behold the power!
Bend down and cower!
Twisting and tearing through it will devour you,
The rain splashing, thrashing and lashing,
The wind bashing and smashing with lightning flashing,
All around crashing!
The almighty storm shapeless and without form,
Fiercely pounding, chaos abounding, the roar resounding,
All surrounding, astounding but confounding,
Relentlessly hounding!
Eaten and chewed; swallowed and spewed,
Spun round and scattered; beaten and battered,
Everything destroyed and abandoned in a void,
Heartfelt cries fall on deaf ears,
By the blasting barrage muted,
Confronting all fears,
Pulled apart and uprooted,
From the ground ripped,
Distantly thrown,
By anxiety gripped,
Isolated and alone,

Nothing left

… A wreck.


Alexander Thomas
Monday, February 21,2022


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Until we meet again, be kind to others.

Bri Edwards aka Brian Edward Whitaker

:)

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