Section B In November 2016 …a 2-Or-3-Section Showcase For P H Poets....[ Expanding Horizons For P H Members & Visitors! ; Different Poems For Different Tastes; Long ] Poem by Bri Edwards

The playful wind; Life struggles; Marital discord; Loss of youth;
Fighting cancer; Halloween horrors; Newborn's thoughts; Poesy;
Outward appearances; Religion; Prairie solitude; Rainy day observations;
A silly story; A pause to refresh, AND to enjoy Nature! ! ALL THIS IS FREE …
to the Readers of Section A, preceding. One needed to fill A, then on to this: B!

Poets of several nations, some 'not-so-old' and some 'not-so-young', share their stuff.
You may read one or five or all 15, OR even none if, for You (the Readers) , none is just enough!

If this Section B fills [and I still have energy left] I'll start a Section C for YOU.
We may find poems tiny, poems LARGE, some fabricated***, .....MAYBE even some true!

(November 4th, 2016)

Bri :)

*** Bri's Note: I'm using the definition: 'false'
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Some information for Contributors AND Readers of the showcases:

Each Section (A, B, and maybe C) will hold 15 poems, maximum. EACH Section will accept ONE poem per poet, any length, any topic, any style, BUT I, Bri, will decide which poems are used. Unless a poet has arranged for me to ‘help myself', I shall wait for poems to be offered by the authors, all of whom ALWAYS will receive recognition for THEIR words.

The poems need NOT be new, need NOT be on PH already, and need NOT be in English [BUT English translations of non-English poems will be appreciated! ]. PLEASE proofread your poems! :)

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THE POETS (and titles) , up to 15, listed chronologically (more or less) in the order I received them:


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1- Kelly Kurt

Outstanding Debt

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2- John Westlake aka Aries Profanisaurus

363. Am Currently Out Of My Mind

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3- Della Perry

Weep For Nature

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4 - Clarence Prince

More Like A Fable!

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5 - Eugene Levich

The Girl On The Street (Late September In Manhattan)

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6 - kanav justa

Heart And Mind

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7 - Bri Edwards

Shoe Relief....... [shoe Misery; Humor; Good Foot Etiquette]
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8 - Annette Aitken

S. A. D.......

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9 - Ging Taping

Sincerely Yours... Trash Bin

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10 - Douglas Scotney

Sag Relief

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11 - Long Tooth

Waylaid After School

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12 - Is It Poetry

I'm Insane But What Of You

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13 - Andy Brookes

On The Bayou

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14 - Bharati Nayak

A Music Is Made

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15 - Tom Billsborough

Pebbles

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NOW ON TO Section C of November showcase....it may be started already.


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THE POEMS (and their authors) , up to 15 (usually) , listed in REVERSE ORDER of when I received them.

SOMETHING NEW FROM BRI: 'if you like a poem here, please consider letting the poet know it. i get no reward for you doing that, and....maybe you will not either, .....except for knowing you may have brightened some poet's day! i sometimes receive comments on the showcase and particular poems, but that does not mean the POETS see the comments.' bri :)

[please visit Section C also, now in the making]


15 - by Tom Billsborough


Pebbles

Pebbles start ripples.
In rhyme's completed circles.
A single word can trigger
So many diverse tongues
A single moment
The expanding Universe.
A gentle kiss, light as a breeze
Creates waves throughout our being,
A small touch of friendship
Can be everlasting.
A small silence memories
Of one who passed away
For whom the waves of love
Continue from a pool of sorrow.

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14 - by Bharati Nayak


A Music Is Made

What and how
Can I define
And give a meaning
When I look
To the soft sunshine
That illuminates
My inner and outer world
How can I give a name
when music is made
When sweet breeze
Caresses the green branch
Or when
Flowers dance
In the rhythm
And the birds chirp

In which note
This music is played
When in silence
It is heard
From thousand miles apart.
In which name
I shall call the cloud
That wanders into the desert
Drizzles for a traveller wearied.

What name shall I call the drizzle
That frees the music
Held captive in the dungeon
And give a chance to play again
In the freedom
Where sunshine,
moon beam
Birds and butterflies
Even the tiniest life dance.

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13 - by Andy Brookes


On The Bayou

A thin rod of the moon surfaces
as if from the prison of deep water lagoons
the sun rerouted sinks unprotesting
into the pink tones and red fire-tails
setting into the yellow flares of sunset
dusk begins to unfurl night
as mica sparkles prick the black jasper sky


mosquito's hum against the backdrop
sounds of nightingale breezes
waft from fragrant wood and root
accompanying a bullfrogs chorus

we two lovers kiss while, above,
a tangle of old man's beard blows in mellow air
whispering its secrets on the bayou
but keeping them sharp locked as alligator teeth
and sunk deep in primordial mud

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Bri's Note: [from a Google article]:
'Usnea - Wikipedia
https: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usnea
Members of the genus are commonly called old man's beard, or beard lichen.: 203. It resembles Evernia, which is also called tree moss. Like other lichens it is a symbiosis of a fungus and an alga. In Usnea, the fungus belongs to the division Ascomycota, while the alga is a member of the division Chlorophyta.
‎Usnea rubicunda · ‎Usnea scabrata · ‎Usnea filipendula · ‎Usnea intermedia'

Andy and i cooperated on editing, as i sometimes do with others as well!
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12 - by Is It Poetry


I'm Insane But What Of You

Oh, God I've been trapped in Florida,
For too long.
Their backwards thinking, stretches back
Through time.

I once believed in you,
My youth they took and cut the rest
Away.

Twenty pounds of pills, I've stashed away,
If they find out,
The toilets mouth, can't consume them all.

Such awkwardness, In sin,
My confessions doctors hear, then send me back.
Back to where they pull their hair,
And scream and pound their head's misshapenned
Against the wall's.

I have counted all the crack's upon the wall's,
More houses have I built inside my head.
Layer's of paint lie stripped and filled with lead,
And babies lay aborted on the floor's they
Eat the paint.

People pull and tug,
We have no sleeves, the dosage is, it's enough
to cause a rose to droop in sleep.
And then to fade away.

So many have endured,
And too many they have died, it's living death.

Through the valley of the mind,
To willow tree's we cannot find and soul's lay bare.
And every tree that is not seen, are all cut down,
To keep a tree and every bush with out a leaf.

Their word's exist without a voice,
I have grown too slow and I they lead me down the hall's
So dark and Gray.

If this is grace, where knowledge fell,
And on my knee's,
Makes harder still they stripped away, that which
I was, I am no more.

And when I die,
I cannot say, where I will go.
I can only say, that go I will, to hell I'm sure.

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Bri's Note: iip aka Is It Poetry has asked me to do some editing,
but i left his overabundance of apostrophes in place e.g. for 'on my knee's', in this context, i would use 'on my knees'.

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11 - by Long Tooth


Waylaid After School

This new election feels like rape,
By scum and playground toughs,
With many I once thought were friends
Now cowards, powder puffs.

Has Christian virtue lost its shine?
Republicans in charge?
No brother's keepers in their ranks?
Racists and liars at large?

Well half the nation still has legs,
I have not lost all hope,
Though anti-science may have won
Their leadership's on dope.

Trump judges others for his crimes,
Christ crucified by men,
When innocent are pilloried,
The guilty think they win.

A victory by grade school kids,
Impoverished of soul,
That waylay others after school,
Let God's truth still console.

Your bones will mend, your bruise will heal,
Though Trump's flag is unfurled,
This infamy will also pass,
It's God who made the world!

(November 15,2016)

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Bri's Note: do ya get the feeling that Mr. Tooth (or is it Ms. Tooth?) did NOT vote for Donald Trump? and for those who did not 'follow' the recent U.S. presidential election, D. Trump won the election with a majority of the 'electoral vote' though Hillary Clinton won the 'popular vote'. No! She does NOT get to be vice-president!

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10 - by Douglas Scotney


Sag Relief

In mid-November,
Adelaide Downunder ex-
udes the odd haiku:

Winter 16's ex-
trordinary wash relieved,
o yes that wash did, Decem-
ber's usual droops.

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Bri's Note: i use two 'a's in extraordinary, but i don't live
Down Under. but i DO pronounce it 'extrordinary'!

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9 - by Ging Taping


Sincerely Yours...Trash Bin

Crumpled!
crumbled!
step in...step out
you force to open my mouth
and shoot that thing.

My place they hide
away from the sun and light
they keep me in the dark
so no one can trace a mark.
they covered me with pretensions so no one knows-
what's inside beneath the bottom line

I can be your Shock Absorber
when you're feelin' blue and the world seems so unfair
throw me your crumbled tissue I understand.

I can protect you when you broke something
throw that pieces in me. Be brave young man!

tie your worries.
throw your dark secrets with me.
Let it be forever sealed.
Burnt it with me.

Sincerely yours....TRASH BIN

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Bri's Notes: somehow i did not 'get it' (understand it) the first time i read this. but Ging left a very helpful poet's notes. call me 'stupid'!

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8 - by Annette Aitken


S. A. D.......

The clock went back
my mood went south
the smile on my face
turned upside down
my shoulders caved in
and rounded my spine
with head on my knees
I feel like crying.
It's dark in the mornings
and afternoons too
there's not much daylight
around to amuse
the weight of the world
is heavy to carry
no will in my world
can ease me of burden.

S..seasonal
A..annual
D..disorder

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Bri's Note:
'From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia [edited by Bri]

Seasonal affective disorder [SAD]

Bright light therapy is a common treatment for SAD.

Seasonal affective disorder (SAD) , also known as winter depression, winter blues, summer depression or seasonal depression, is a mood disorder subset in which people who have normal mental health throughout most of the year experience depressive symptoms at the same time each year, most commonly in the winter.[1][2]

SAD's prevalence in the U.S. ranges from 1.4% in Florida to 9.9% in Alaska.[5]

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7 - by Bri Edwards


Shoe Relief....... [shoe Misery; Humor; Good Foot Etiquette]

You've heard before 'My shoes are killing me! ' and 'Boy my feet are sore',
but have you ever thought of what it's like, ...... for the SHOES which pound the floor?

'Dang! ' said the right shoe when the kid kicked a sharp rock in a fit,
and 'Yuck! ' said the left shoe when the jogger slipped on shit.

'Good grief' cried out the pair of shoes when the dirty feet began to sweat.
And, at mile 42 of a 50-mile hike, the hiking shoes said 'Aren't we there YET? '

Yes, your shoes take a beating from you; at times they endure a horrid smell.
If shoes could really speak, they might say 'You put us through Shoe Hell! '

So humans, wash your feet AND socks, and watch out where you step.
If you have respect for shoes, and give them relief, .... then they will have more pep.

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6 - by kanav justa


Heart And Mind

a mind, when it meets desire
it does, what water does to a fire
and a heart, when it meets the same
is a kerosene to a flame

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5 - by Eugene Levich


The Girl On The Street (Late September In Manhattan)

She walked by so quickly
Her beauty touched only like a whisper
About twenty or so
Impossibly lithe, lovely, and slender
The Goddess Diana
Small upturned breasts
Apples in the Garden of Eden
What the Italians call
'Piccoli ma sinceri'
[Small but sincere]
And for a second under her dark hood
One glimpsed a pale pretty face
And blond hair

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4 - by Clarence Prince


More Like A Fable!

There was a place
Where there was no grace
It was a little island
That had much sand
On which to stand
Walking, one would need a hand
Yes, the place was called go slow
One's feet were always sinking below
Eyes watering when the wind blows
As sand would formed a cloud
Made it hard to find the road
It was poor, few plants could grow
No worrying about grass to mow
Who was living there?
A very good question
Just a few Buccaneers
During the days of their era
They used to stored things there
The island was small and pretty bare
The leader was called: Slade
There were four others
Namely: Stone Face
Rob Take
Long Blade
and Merciful
Merciful, being a man of mercy
He alone saved during a storm
That swept over the island
One ugly night of no peace
Until the storm had ceased
But, was there such a place?
Where there was no grace?
Who wants to go to that place?
Let us just wait and see

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3 - by Della Perry


Weep For Nature

Weep for the plants
that grow in awkward places
Weep for the so-called weeds
Who just attempt to survive beneath concrete slabs
Between crevices in rocks and stone
Who attempt to regain their lost lands.
Weep for nature
Weep for the creatures that eat those plants
Weep for the homo sapiens
Who breed
Weep for the human weed
Who grow in awkward places.

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2 - by John Westlake aka Aries Profanisaurus


363. Am Currently Out Of My Mind

Am currently out of my mind
so please feel free to leave me a message
it's not clear when I'll be coming back
or if I want to return

leave your opinions after the tone
and I might be bothered to listen
if it's too boring I'll erase them from memory
I don't need your rubbish too

Don't sit around on my doorstep
as I might have to use the window
breaking in to one's own head is a stupid idea
but I don't want you catching my thoughts

Am currently out of my mind
so please feel free to leave me a message
I'm not sure I will come back for now
am too busy having my fun

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Bri's Note: perhaps some of you Readers feel the same sometimes?

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1 - by Kelly Kurt


Outstanding Debt

Hundreds of billions of galaxies
Each with a hundred billion stars
Multiple planets circling most
Exploding suns seed interstellar space
Providing heavy elements for creation
Comets prowl and impact
Hydrating parched spheres
Electromagnetic radiation
Supplying energy for life
Orbiting moons
Afford tides and shepherd rings
Dark matter holds galaxies together
Black holes vacuum detritus
And foster stellar nurseries
All matter and energy
Purposefully employed and exploited
What contribution Earth?
Fortunate rock
Gifted with position, provisions, circumstances, intelligence
Immeasurable potential
Littering orbital space with wreckage
Squandering its auspicious advantage
Defaulting on its fortune
No trace of noblesse oblige
Gluttonous, myopic and miscarrying
A disappointment

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Thanks for joining us in Section B for November 2016!

Bri :)