Author Topic: The Poetry Thread  (Read 18985 times)

Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #285 on: September 25, 2016, 01:44:44 PM »
I did this one last night. Just a short one.

“Perpetual Payback”
Solomon Zorn


Revenge is mine, but what's it for?
As you kill mine, so I kill yours.

Lost limbs entwine, to settle scores.
As you kill mine, so I kill yours.

On flesh we dine, and beg for more.
As you kill mine, so I kill yours.

We drink the wine, of endless wars.
As you kill mine, so I kill yours.

(Made a few changes this morning, 9/25.)
« Last Edit: September 26, 2016, 09:17:06 AM by Solomon Zorn »
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Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #286 on: January 18, 2017, 03:27:05 PM »
Did a substantial rewrite on this one:



“Faith Healer”
Solomon Zorn

He stands before the crowd
With microphone in hand
He's calling someone down
An old disabled man

He grips the wheelchair
The crowd is in a trance
When he invokes a prayer
The man begins to dance

We've all seen him before
The cripple sells the trick
By dancing on the floor
Like he was never sick

An actor aptly paid
A hypocrite for hire
Some simpletons get played
Their fervor is a fire

Donations are the proof
It's easy to deceive
The members of a group
And get them to believe

A spiritual ruse
Manipulating fools
Believers he will use
The gullible are tools

He's putting on a show
Their money he will take
The rational will know
The faith healer is fake
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
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Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #287 on: February 05, 2017, 01:24:13 PM »
The Sun has been out most of the day, and I was thinking of my elderly neighbor, who seems to have seasonal affective disorder. This poem came to me.

The Invisible Sky
Solomon Zorn

The unseen Sun still shines as bright,
Though days of gray may dim it's light,
Above the clouds, it's hid from sight,
In the invisible sky.

The unseen Sun still shines as bright,
When Earth's own shadow casts the night,
Beneath our feet it climbs it's height,
In the invisible sky.

The unseen Sun still shines as bright,
To know it, gives my heart delight,
And lifts my Sol, to lofty height,
In the invisible sky.
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

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Offline Cavebear

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #288 on: February 17, 2017, 07:48:41 AM »
All of the above a very nice.
Choosing fire or choosing ice.
Or an albatross or a snowy woods.
But I prefer Seuss.
Atheist born, atheist bred.  And when I die, atheist dead

Offline Mr.Obvious

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #289 on: February 22, 2017, 03:40:55 PM »
Small wonder

A one-trick pony
Performing in our circus
Drew crowds in tonight.

« Last Edit: February 23, 2017, 07:34:37 AM by Mr.Obvious »
E = Mc²

In the end, we are all standing in the dark,
trying to figure out why we are here.
But let us not choose one direction
without proof of where it is headed.

Check your pocket for matches
so we can observe and learn together
as fast friends and relative idiots.

Offline Mr.Obvious

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #290 on: February 23, 2017, 07:34:52 AM »
Contemplating Cannibal

Hidden amongst green,
Atheist Mantis catches wind.
Yet never she prays.
« Last Edit: February 24, 2017, 06:52:09 AM by Mr.Obvious »
E = Mc²

In the end, we are all standing in the dark,
trying to figure out why we are here.
But let us not choose one direction
without proof of where it is headed.

Check your pocket for matches
so we can observe and learn together
as fast friends and relative idiots.

Offline Cavebear

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #291 on: February 23, 2017, 07:48:15 AM »
As an atheist
I observed the posts this year.
Most like doves in Wind.

Atheist born, atheist bred.  And when I die, atheist dead

Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #292 on: March 13, 2017, 03:17:02 AM »
All of the above a very nice.
Choosing fire or choosing ice.
Or an albatross or a snowy woods.
But I prefer Seuss.
I think I have posted this one before. It's my Seuss:

“Fingers”
Solomon Zorn

Fingers chopped off,
In the shredder,
Little girl
Asks her father,

“Will the Lord,
With his great power,
Make them grow back
In an hour?”

“Will he hear me
When I pray,
Make them grow back
In a day?”

“Tell me father,
Be sincere,
Will they grow back
In a year?”

Father doesn't
Dare reply,
With some
Condescending lie.

As his daughter
Bows to pray,
Father has
No words to say.

God should give
An explanation,
For this
Senseless amputation.

God should tell her
His intention,
When withholding
Intervention.

Leaving fingers
To be severed,
Tell her why
They're gone forever.

Father swallows
Past a lump
Seeing tragic
Little stump

Hand and nub
Are posed in prayer
To a God
That isn't there
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
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Offline Cavebear

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #293 on: March 14, 2017, 07:42:25 AM »
I think I have posted this one before. It's my Seuss:

“Fingers”
Solomon Zorn

Fingers chopped off,
In the shredder,
Little girl
Asks her father,

“Will the Lord,
With his great power,
Make them grow back
In an hour?”

“Will he hear me
When I pray,
Make them grow back
In a day?”

“Tell me father,
Be sincere,
Will they grow back
In a year?”

Father doesn't
Dare reply,
With some
Condescending lie.

As his daughter
Bows to pray,
Father has
No words to say.

God should give
An explanation,
For this
Senseless amputation.

God should tell her
His intention,
When withholding
Intervention.

Leaving fingers
To be severed,
Tell her why
They're gone forever.

Father swallows
Past a lump
Seeing tragic
Little stump

Hand and nub
Are posed in prayer
To a God
That isn't there

No reply is possible.   I stand in awe and sadness.  Tipping a hat would be insufficient and weak.  I bow.
Atheist born, atheist bred.  And when I die, atheist dead

Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #294 on: March 26, 2017, 07:51:58 AM »
No reply is possible.   I stand in awe and sadness.  Tipping a hat would be insufficient and weak.  I bow.
Thanks, Brother. The first two people that I read it to, in person, got visibly choked-up, at the end.
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
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Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #295 on: March 26, 2017, 07:59:38 AM »
All of the above a very nice.
Choosing fire or choosing ice.
Or an albatross or a snowy woods.
But I prefer Seuss.
"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening," is my favorite Robert Frost poem.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/42891

My all-time favorite poem, though is this one: "Richard Cory," by Edwin Arlington Robinson.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/44982
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

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Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #296 on: March 26, 2017, 08:04:35 AM »
Here's one I did for the "Dark Parts Micro-Poetry" contest, on AllPoetry. It seemed like a dark treatment of the subject:

"Pleasure Center"
Solomon Zorn

A tiny little dose,
My paradise is close,
When smoking my cocaine.

I kiss the bliss I missed,
An alabaster mist,
That's stroking-off my brain.

But soon the soul atones,
And moans away the jones,
Until the next refrain.
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

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Offline Solomon Zorn (OP)

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #297 on: March 28, 2017, 03:30:34 PM »
Okay, nobody liked that last one...

Here's a new one, I whipped up for a thread on another forum:

Behold, how everything God made demonstrates his love:

Like warm summer breezes,
Genetic diseases,
Or encephalitis
From insects that bite us

Like kittens, and babies,
Pneumonia, and rabies,
And victims that howl,
With extruded bowel.

Like big yellow flowers,
And pain-ridden hours,
For third world genius,
Who bleeds from his anus.

Let's hope we go to Heaven, so we can praise His Name forever.
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

http://www.solomonzorn.com

Offline Cavebear

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #298 on: April 03, 2017, 05:42:27 AM »
Good mattering stuff.
Atheist born, atheist bred.  And when I die, atheist dead

Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #299 on: April 03, 2017, 06:28:41 PM »
Okay, nobody liked that last one...

Here's a new one, I whipped up for a thread on another forum:

Behold, how everything God made demonstrates his love:

Like warm summer breezes,
Genetic diseases,
Or encephalitis
From insects that bite us

Like kittens, and babies,
Pneumonia, and rabies,
And victims that howl,
With extruded bowel.

Like big yellow flowers,
And pain-ridden hours,
For third world genius,
Who bleeds from his anus.

Let's hope we go to Heaven, so we can praise His Name forever.
^this^

Rod McKuen move over! :)
Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?
Then he is not omnipotent,
Is he able but not willing?
Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able or willing?
Then why call him god?