Satire Poems
The Clocks Go Back One Hour
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Time changes with life and life changes with time.
October grows too old,
Hobbling backwards
With the burden of years,
On the sinuous alcove of time,
Tenebrous and feathery,
Her hidden lamps blinking furiously
At the silhouettes of wasted days.
The wasted leaves of autumn
Break forth and dance down
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I'm so over this Kurdish thing - in Trump's own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
In my infinite wisdom
I tell you this thing,
In this here my kingdom
Will the pendulum swing;
One minute the Kurds
So cute in their garb,
The other the Turks
With their venomous barb.
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Now Here Comes Their Bleating – in Trump’s own words upon acquittal
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
So many words, such boring waffle
Posturing peacocks, whispering snakes,
Actions so twisted doubtful if lawful
A bunch of connivers, dithering flakes.
In the House which they rule
They pointed and frowned
Lectures unending as if back at school,
Comments unwelcomed, arguments drowned.
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The People's Champion - in Trump's own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I get it
I finally get it
It took a while
But now I'm showing my style.
To every home
With somber tone
My daily briefings
Broadcast my teachings;
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real men
by Bogdan Dragos
She told me that women like
men with grizzled,
bestial
faces, men with scars
men with eyepatches
men with very unkempt beards
Mouths that snarl
when it’s time to smile
Eyes that are like eggs buried in
a nest of wrinkles
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Road Rage
by Joe Cyr
(rhyming couplets)
The hapless old "Q-tip" lady genteel
peeks over the dashboard through the steering wheel.
Both hands atop that maneuvering tool,
left blinker flashing, turns right to refuel.
Automobile drivers of all genders and age
have oft’ experienced the feeling of road rage
at they who tail-gate or flaunt cell phones,
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Trump's Wild Tango
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
One step back, two steps forward,
Swing around and do the dance,
Keep it fast, a little awkward
A whole world audience to entrance.
Now you've got them captivated
Up the tempo, raise the heat,
Some may need to be sedated
As they wither from your beat.
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Poetry Writing 101
by Richard Randolph
So, why is this a great poem?
Let me try to explain.
First, notice there’s no rhyme.
Rhyming is for children.
Also, notice the absence of adverbs or adjectives.
Serious poets avoid these.
They focus, instead, on nouns and strong verbs.
These are much more powerful.
Now, in this particular case,
the poet’s avoided punctuation altogether.
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In time like this
by Mojereola Anuoluwapo
Īn an unnoticed season like this
When the youth cherish not their
youthful Glory
Days of which the present is digested
Than that of which the future supposed
to be meditated
The young ladies value not their virginity
Rendering it as if it an infinity
When They are less viewed inferiority
But the things of the modern not enmity
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Ambition - in Kamalas own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
What if I can see it, smell it, almost touch it,
That gilded throne where I will proudly sit,
Would people think me mad,
Is my ambition so preposterous and bad.
And why not me, have I not earned this crown,
Someone not worthy of that queenly gown,
Bejeweled and composed for all to see,
My vassals all around, bowing deep to me.
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