Author Topic: The Poetry Thread  (Read 16870 times)

Online 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 »
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
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Online 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?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

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Online 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?
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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

Online 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.

Online 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