Posts tagged ‘poets corner’

September 18, 2020

A Bill Barr, Your Room Is Ready Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

Barr prison

We have a cell reserved for you right next to Donnie’s

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September 17, 2020

A Wishful Thinking Please Let It Be So Nursery Rhyme

by Joel Kravitz

Trump Mug Shot

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September 14, 2020

A Quantum Physics Poem 1.1

by Joel Kravitz


2020 seems like an Alternate Reality.

This is not an explanation,
Only my simple observation.

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September 13, 2020

A Football Fare Fav Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

hot dogs

It’s football season. Politics aside, football provides lots of entertainment and fellowship. Hopefully, it can still be enjoyable for those who like to watch with family & friends and cheer for their teams.

And football season means football fare. I am a firm believer that the hot dog was made for watching sports and I have knocked down many a tube steak in front of the tube watching a game. My personal preference for a dog is Hebrew National 1/4 pounders, however, I am good with any dog that doesn’t bite me first.

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September 9, 2020

A Going All In To Not Go All Out Limerick 1.1

by Joel Kravitz

trump supporters cliff

Trump announced that he is willing to spend his own money on the presidential campaign. “Whatever it takes. We have to win. This is the most important election in the history of our country,” he said. That may be the only thing that he has said about the campaign that is true. It certainly is the most important election in the history of the country for him.

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September 5, 2020

A Can Good Overcome Evil? Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

And what makes it especially chilling is that this Evil is supported by Evangelical Leaders and people who profess to be Christians yet do not live their lives in accordance with the teachings of Jesus. The truth is that they can not accept the Truth – that Love is the Answer and Good will Triumph over Evil.

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September 4, 2020

A Soup Weapon Limerick 1.3

by Joel Kravitz

matzo balls (3)

I started writing this limerick in1998, and I have been stuck finding a good last line. I have tried many that just didn’t quite work for me…until today, thanks to #soupgate.

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August 31, 2020

The Optimist

by Jem Croucher

It’s the last day of the month
so these lines they should reflect
something of what’s taken place
and I can recollect

Of things we’ve done and visited
of how the weather’s been
of how we’ve coped and managed
of what we’ve felt and seen

But actually instead I feel
like I’m inclined to view
the promise of a month ahead
and something bright and new

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August 27, 2020

An RNC Day3 Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

Ginsberg Big Lie quote

“If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it.

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August 27, 2020

To Self

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India



“Building a hemisphere of life

can cause an injury to the left or the right hemisphere

in the situations unrealistic, perverted by time;

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August 26, 2020

RNC Day2 Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

Americans with a conscience    Trump supporters & QAnon

Trump opposing opinions (3)

We have heard all the sayings and metaphors-
You can put lipstick on a pig…
If it walks like a duck and it quacks like a duck…

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August 25, 2020

RNC Day1 Limerick

by Joel Kravitz


They have that elephant in the headlights look

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August 24, 2020


by HemmingPlay
raven against the moon

I once thought I had become so used to sorrow that I
might never speak again.

I purged myself to a mute, perfect blackness,
waiting just to give one last unhuman cry and fly away,

Anything to escape, 
to  head for the far mountains and the headwaters,

To live the life of a scavenger and beggar, a medieval vagabond,
always apart, feeding on the lives and hidden parts around me.

But letting go wasn’t an end,
merely the funeral for the lost, the old and gone, a 

Mere rolling back of the stone for
what comes next: No life without death. 

The raven, feeling the updrafts, sought high air,
above the smoke of chimneys, beyond memory.

Intrigued by shiny things, he descends, in time,
awkward and clownish on the ground.

Charmed by unconscious kindness, he can tell at a distance 
the humility that comes  from a thousand small griefs;

And trusts a bit more. Drawn by the shrewdness and subtlety
of the neglected and the oppressed, who, like him, see

The powerful ones in their brutal clarity and adapt, 
who to survive, must cultivate the grace of forgiveness, and cleverness.

August 23, 2020

A “The RNC – Brought To You By The Trump Family Of Scam Products” Limerick…If You Catch Their Grift

by Joel Kravitz

Trump Casinos Trump University Trump Tower Baku Trumpy Bear

Arial coverage provided by the Hindenberg

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August 22, 2020

A Suckers & Dupes & Marks, Oh My Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

Steve Bannon sees Trump supporters as ‘suckers, dupes and marks’

“It shows these four, sort of, Republican leaders treating the actual Trump supporters, the people who are, you know, who are — the president’s base, as a bunch of suckers and dupes and marks,” he said. “And the contempt with which they apparently treated the actual people who support President Trump is kind of — is one of the more shocking elements of this crime.”

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August 20, 2020

A Few Lines

by HemmingPlay

A good world—
dew drops fall
by ones, by twos.”
Japanese poet Isa 1762-1826

Three lines tell all.
Mountains, unchanged, ignore
Temporary things, let
The mist pass without notice.

One tardy fog-cloud
Rushes up the valley,
Chased by the sun.
An old man stalks by
On his daily trudge,
Face set against the inevitable,
Looks neither left, nor right.
Alone now, girls used to play
With his youthful body,
Craving the hardness
For their own purposes.

Crows comment
Cynically on yet another
dangerous fool.

Nearby, in that other world,
The fog still hugs the cold waves
Beneath which creatures
can only wait,
Wishing we were gone.

“In this world,
we walk on the roof of Hell,
gazing at flowers.”

August 20, 2020

A Happy Birthday To Me Limerick

by Joel Kravitz
August 19, 2020

A Defining Convention VS A Defying Convention Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

dems vs reps cartoon

The Democrats want to restore The American Way of Life and The American Dream. The want all Americans to live in a country that has equal opportunity in the workplace, equal opportunity to get an education that serves the individual and the country, and that has equal access to affordable health care. Thy want Americans to live in a country with respect for the environment.

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August 18, 2020

To Forgive the World

by HemmingPlay

But I was up before dawn
When the tender last whisps of
The time of dreams slides west,
a 5 billion-year-old metronome.
The same, yet never the same. 
A bird —a finch, I think— goes about
Her day, at peace, hunting, exploring,
Hopping from branch to branch
With an occasional single pure note
To let her mate know she still is.

The Earth breathes in and out,
A promise, a new day.
The mountains — the same, yet not—
Please me each time
The sun touches them again.
The world lives,
And so do I.
This is enough.

August 17, 2020

A Couple America Is Going To Go Postal Limericks

by Joel Kravitz


There is no limit to the POTUS’s abuse of power. At what point do all of the Members of Congress fulfill their oath and defend the Constitution which has six voting rights amendments? We need the spirit of John Lewis to fill the Halls of Congress and the hearts of every American that believes in our Democracy and The American Way of Life.

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August 16, 2020

Long Walk

by HemmingPlay

I won’t have power or fame.
I won’t save the world.
When I’m gone, my voice
Will be the first thing people forget,
As I did my father’s.
It’s funny what you miss.

As the third child,
I was always playing catch-up,
The gap never closed, but
I forgave this great injustice.
I’m not ashamed of my defeat.
It was foretold;
It doesn’t matter.

Endurance comes only
From enduring
“Even asleep we partake in the world.”
I wave at the ancestor,
2,000 generations back,
Trudging north up the Nile from
deeper Africa.
We made it, old man.
We made it.

August 14, 2020

A Conspiracy Theories VS Self-Evident Truths Election

by Joel Kravitz

conspiracy theories

Conspiracies and conspirators spreading lies and fear,
A clear and present danger to our great nation.
What has caused this ugly head to rear
With its unrighteous indignation?

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August 12, 2020

Married to the Muse

by HemmingPlay

Photo by Richard Calmes

We know dark places,
the things we daren’t see. 
We learn, some of us, that
running away
is pointless,
that they are
mere ghosts and shadows and
lost fragments of us, 
longing to be seen.
My back is ribboned by invisible scars
from invisible claws, from my
desperate, abandoned children.

Still, I am always
looking for the
thing just out of reach.
I crave love, but after a life
of it, I choose to be slightly apart. 
I love women, and want them
To know how beautiful
they are. I love
them that way, true,
but I can’t give
myself to them,
I can’t give away part of me.
Not anymore.
I can love, but not be owned.
I don’t have the right.
I am now husband to the Muse,
and she is always calling
me to a dance of mystery
under a full moon,
on the edge of knowing,
to glimpse what’s over the cliff.
She offers me her skin to write on
and mocks my hesitation.
She’s a curse, a mystery, 
And a blessing, too long denied.

I learned, after long years of running,
trying to be someone
only partially living in truth. 
I learned. 
It took a cataclysm. 
Something survived all that,
some tiny golden thread of self,
though completion eludes me still.
I reclaim my birthright
and head homeward, to my nature,
still able to get lost in a high blue sky. 

A 20-year-old can stroll through
falling maple leaves— 
awestruck at the aching violet-blue
of a Western sky
almost to the
edge of space;
watch eagles
ride the wind above the rocky shore—
live in the promise of a great, great life,
in the long day of
glorious summer
that feels as if it
will never end.

August 7, 2020


by HemmingPlay


I crave the right words.
“They’ll solve any problem”.
Name it. Shame it. Smoke it out. 
Smite it without sentiment. 
I must believe. 
Poetic conceit. OCD
in a river of confusions. 
Order in chaos, 
in the mystery of my 
own despairs, questions, hopes,
doubts. Secrets. 

So… each day I
hunt the elusive truffle,
the best way
to capture a tiny
hidden reward.
I’m not “sad”. Not depressed, really.
I carry stubborn sorrows.
and that comes as
a shock. But…

August 2, 2020

A Wrong Question At The Wrong Time Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

That Pesky ‘Why’ Chromosome.

A friend put up a Facebook post with this “conversation.” It led to this

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August 2, 2020

A Limerick To Honor John Lewis

by Joel Kravitz

John Lewis

John Lewis was a true American hero. He embodied all of the best qualities of leadership that this country so desperately needed when he walked across the bridge in Selma

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July 18, 2020


by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

Screen Shot 2020-07-18 at 1.29.06 pm

I am away from glory

To catch hold of lory

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July 11, 2020

A Figures Don’t Lie, But Liars Figure Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

Trump Lies

That quote from Mark Twain sums up the behavior of the POTUS. This is how he has always operated.

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