Part ' B ' Of August 2017's Showcase....[ Poems #13-#24; I Have Used ' Copying And Pasting' To Take These Twelve Poems Out Of The Very Long Showcase] Poem by Bri Edwards

To my showcase readers, those who are faithful readers & those not,
here is Part B, of four ‘parts' of August 2017's display. It is what I got …….
mostly by stealing/borrowing poems I've been saving in MyPoemList.
You needn't like them, but don't punch me; punch OTHERS with your fists!

Unless the poem starts to get 'too long' to display, I've given the poem's text.
For all the poems I've supplied a ‘partial link'. How to make a complete link is next.
That has been a sticky problem for me to explain to you; PH is so anal with its rules!
They forbid certain 'Characters' in poems**. They act as if we're some kind of fools.

**[Each showcase is technically one big poem]

But, ok, the site is free and it HAS TO have some rules; NOT all members can be trusted!
But it has caused me ‘headaches' figuring how to explain. My mind is nearly busted! !
Some of you, no doubt, think to yourselves: 'What is the big deal? I can figure it out.'
But some readers are not so computer savvy and to them I like now to boldly shout:

Fellow ‘Computer Dummies', I, Bri, am one of YOU! Ask me 'how? '. DON'T feel 'blue'!

(August 8th 2017)
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13 - Valsa George (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/my-epitaph-15/

text:

My Epitaph

Below the vault of this moon lit sky
Make a grave and let me lie
In joy I lived and in joy I die
And wish to see no one cry

This you carve on the grave I lie
'Here is some one, though a small fry
Had a heart as big as a mountain high
Who with songs of love, every heart did tie'

Topic: none was required when this was submitted by V.G.

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14 - Cassandra James (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/candy-29/

text:

Candy

Chewy caramels,
Delicious chocolates,
Spicy Mints,
And peppery canes.

Milky-white chocolate balls,
Chocolate-covered coffee beans,
Raisins, blueberries, and strawberries;
All covered in sweet, suave, chocolate.

Oh, how I adore,
Chocolate kisses,
Velvety licorice (not quite) ,
And chocolate balls of nuts!

Candy, oh candy,
My love for you will never cease.
But my friends are sweeter than you;
Yet the price I would not have to pay is this:
Toothaches, cavities, and rotten teeth!

Topic: none required

Poet's Notes:

Well, this poem is to all of my friends out there. However,
this is more or less dedicated to my friend Amy Kawai. She's
a precious little gem; dull when left alone, but shiny once polished.

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15 - Brian Johnston (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/college-black-body/

text:

Black Body

I. Imagine a stack
Of razor blades
Bolted together
Polished edges
Forming a blunt mass…
Who would guess the
Blackness of that face?

II. Picture Pandoran box
Harboring atom pulse;
No less a voyeur
The scientist peering
Through revealing keyhole
Finds an interior
Darker than any light.

III. Such an inscrutable blackness
Is called a black body;
Acceptance of its existence
Gave birth to uncertainty
Blurred the determinism
Of an earlier age…
And color returned to God's cheeks.

IV. Though it might not seem worth mentioning,
This dark, absorbing mass when heated
Radiates such bright intensity
That man has yet to find its equal;
Long before black bodies start to burn
All other forms have been destroyed;
Darwin might have seen a truth in this.
Brian Johnston

Topic: science

(partial) Poet's Notes:

Written during my graduate studies in Physics around 1968.

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16 - s.zaynab kamoonpuri (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/my-wee-special-guest/

text:

My Wee Special Guest

It popped in as if to say hello
my birdie buddy all sweet and mellow
Dressed in a downy gold gown of yellow
I tried to cheep in tune, join its song to say
'welcome my chirping lil fellow
Oh my it sang then like a feathered cello!

So poem-hunters hi and hello and twitter tweet tweet
May you find this short 'n' sweet sweet
This was in honour of my winged guest of honour
For I fawn over you birdie, I'm your fan, a bird lover
Build your nest in my poet's corner, I'm your fawner
Lil birdie you are my VIP, be my guest of honour


Topic: birds

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17 - Xelam Kan (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/life-s-lesson-7/

text:

Life's Lesson

Plain living and
high thinking
are no more...
What a pity that
in life
we only get our lessons
when they are
of no use...
to us.
let's
Accept the pain,
cherish the joys,
resolve the regrets;
then can come
the best of benedictions.
If
I had my life to live over again,
I'd do it
all the same.

Topic: none required

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18 - Stephen Katona (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/i-m-a-clever-crow/

text:

I'M A Clever Crow

Why hello!
I'm a hooded crow.
I live in a park in Tel Aviv,
And I've a skill you'll never believe.
Of all my feathered friends in the sky,
There's never been one as clever as I.

I used to watch the fish in our pool,
Their juicy sides would make me drool.
One day I was pecking at some floating bread,
When a fish tried to eat it instead.
I grabbed this cheeky fellow in my beak,
With skill I thought was pretty unique.

The next day I sat down to wait,
And dropped a few crumbs as bait.
How wise I was to plan ahead,
For something better than just bread.

Now each day I'm as quick as a flash,
To catch my tea with hardly a splash.
I think it's time for you all to sing,
Of the great black hooded fisher king.

Topic: animals

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19 - Loke Kok yee (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/perspective-from-a-worm/

text:

Perspective From A Worm

When I went to bed last night I dreamed I was a worm,
Beneath the ground in fertile soil happily I did roam.
In a world where there was no caste, class or creed,
Devoid of wicked deeds or sinister thoughts to breed.

All of us were equal and we all looked quite the same,
None of us held tittles and we don't even have a name.
There never was a temper lost or anger to display,
For brawling and disputes were simply not our way.

And we could not understand the meaning of wealth,
For as long as we had lived we're always in good health.
Though diverse and in large numbers we live in harmony,
And that without the ability to speak, to hear or to see.

Emerging from this mouldy world I came to realise,
All life forms however low we must not hastily despise.
Hidden in their simple ways there's much for us to learn,
For man is full of vices which are cause for much concern.

Topic: nature

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Bri's Notes:

'tittles' should be 'titles'. right/correct? ? :)

AND: in response to this 'wormerful' poem, i wrote 'Worm World'

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20 - Kelly Kurt (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/fish-11/

text:

Fish

Hidden beneath reflecting waves
They spend both night and day
With the sub aquatic mandate
Be predator or prey

In briny deep or shallow ponds
Variety is rife
Shape, size and color myriad
A festival of life

‘Round thermal vents or Arctic ice
Some form has found its niche
For guppy and leviathan
A place is found for each

I'd like to travel far and wide
To see each kind of fish
My favorite place to see them tho
Deep fried and on a dish


Topic(s: fish, hope, life, love, memory, nature

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21 - M.J. Lemon (borrowed)

title: Venom

partial link: /poem/venom-25/


Topics: death, life, real life

Bri's Notes: the poem is 'too long' to give the text here, but i recommend it.

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22 - Eugene Levich (borrowed)

title: Spaghetti

partial link: /poem/spaghetti-5/

Topics: humor, nostalgia

Bri's Notes: Again! this too is too long but recommended...HIGHLY!

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23 - Felicia Manning (borrowed)

partial link: /poem/candlesticks/

text:

Candlesticks

We are all just,
Drip,
Drip,
Dripping away,
As time passes,
We melt away.

Like candlesticks,
With their lit wicks,
We are warm,
Illuminated,
We all melt,
Both the ordinary and sophisticated.

While fire gives the candle purpose,
It's also the cause of its demise,
You can see this happen,
Right before your eyes.

Burning all day,
Drip,
Drip,
Dripping away.

Once a nice candle,
Now just a puddle of wax,
No need to worry,
It will be remolded,
Relax.
Felicia Manning

Topic: life

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24 - Rajnish Manga (borrowed)

[apparently translating an 'Anonymous' English language poem into Hindi]

partial link: /poem/limerick-r3-hindi-three-little-birds/

text(s) :

in English:

Limerick R3 (Hindi) Three Little Birds

There were three little birds in a wood,
Who always sang hymns when they could,

What the words were about
They could never make out.

But they felt they were doing them good.

(Anonymous)

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in Hindi:

छोटे से इक जंगल में थे तीन मुर्ग़ रहा करते,
यहाँ वहां बैठे उड़ते वो मंत्रोच्चार किया करते,

मन्त्रों में क्या लिक्खा था,
उनको कभी न दिक्खा था,

पर लगता ये मन्त्र सदा सबका भला किया करते.

(अनुवाद/ रजनीश मंगा)

Rajnish Manga

Topics: bird, forest, good, woods

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Thanks to those who have joined me in the showcases as participants and/or readers! ! !
Now I still have Part D to put together, but: Don't hold your breath waiting for it. Ha ha.
Bri :)