Wordprattle

By Dennis S. Martin

If you are a lover of poetry, wordplay and the English language, then this collection is for you. One Hundred words into one hundred poems that will take your imagination to a new level.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 11, 2011
• ISBN: 9781257522996

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Word Prattle

Its only words,

     But beware of their strength.

Words to make mountains

    Come tumbling down.

Loud confrontations,

        Bold conversation

Where blanket cessation

       Of reason abounds.

Droning in monotone,

       Boring the furniture.

Singing in baritone,

       Thrills for the soul.

Spreading the news so

       Exciting, inviting.

Broadcasting views to

       The suffering folds.

Beaches awash in

       The white sands of history

Seeking to separate

       Sane from absurd.

Time prattles on

       Without judgment, unruffled.

Destinies turn

       On a single word.

Meanderings

Would you make a sagging willow

Weep from lack of sunlight?

Tear-stained earth her pillow as

She cowers in dismay.

Rivers ramble rakishly

Between her hills and highlands,

Stumbling and bumbling

She knows no other way.

Flying high above the fray

Through multilayered billowings,

With eagle eye that seeks to spy

On details rarely seen.

And willow hugs the riverbank

To watch the ever-constant flow.

Peaceful her meanderings

Among the meadows green.

Will you give your gift of life?

Service those who patient wait.

Quench the thirst of all in need

Before it is forever late.

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Epiphany

Dawning sun lifts by degree

Rising out of tragedy,

Blazing into ecstasy.

Poets find epiphany.

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Blather

All this foolish blathering

A constant melee of dismay,

Seeps and creeps from hence to whence,

A spicy searing sausage bite.

Tantalizing tempting taunts to

Hypnotize, capsulize,

Mesmerize and cauterize these

Burning, bleeding bogus eyes.

When will logic realize the

Waste that walks on thunder-thighs?

That leads astray the senses and

Explains away with alibis.

Keep your senseless blather.

Hold your restless tongue at bay.

Save it for another.

I’m not listening anyway.

Absentminded

I was gonna, honestly!

Sidetracked temporarily.

Wasted brain cells foolishly

Detract from what is meant to be.

Freakish how it’s there, then not,

Vapor vanished from the pot.

Apparitions cold and hot of

Things remembered, things forgot.

I’ll get to it. Write it down,

Every adjective and noun.

Planting feet on solid ground to

Stay alert to sight and sound.

Might just need a helpful hint,

A nudge until my mind is bent

Around the central element of

What it was, where it went.

Where’s the trick? The finger twine?

The one sure thing to help remind?

Hopeful that a cure I’ll find to

Remedy this absent mind.

Shish kabob

Life is just a shish kabob,

Little this, little that.

Skewered, seasoned, marinated,

Grilled and eaten on the fly.

Finger food to tempt the tastes of

Every epicuric yen.

Flame-fired fuel on a stick

To please the palate and the eye.

Savoring the flavoring as

Drippings splatter on the coals.

When it’s offered up to you,

You take it without asking why.

Tiny tidbits.

     Eat this… skip that.

Pass those on to someone else.

Compliment your gracious host

Before it’s time to say goodbye.

Wrangler

All you cowpokes gather round

The bangle, dangle,