Poetry Anthology

By Matthew HockensmithOr By Shakespeare…

Whichever is more impressive

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-The Teddy Bear-The Teddy Bear (Tagxedo)-I Am- Fav. Poem (Tagxedo)- Fav. Poem-Sonnet 99-

Apple Pie & Pee-Wee Herman (Haiku)

- Chain Poem (Poetry)-Pointless-The Wash Cycle-Thought Cat-Anthology (Last Poem)

The Teddy Bear (Legendary Poem)His Mustache twitched with the greatest might Yes this president was full of fightGreat and brave, and fully fairTheodore Roosevelt, the Teddy Bear

The twenty-sixth president of the U.S.Owned a bear, and was the bestFrom fighting in the Cuban warTo at his ranch, capturing outlawsThere is one thing that’s for sureHis hand’s were like great paws,Because the white house bear you see,Was the legend, Roosevelt, Teddy.

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I am

I amMask, Laughter, ShroudI like to keep thoughts to myself and tell jokes.Sanity, Secrecy, and Normality are important to me.I find comfort in hiding behind optimism.I feel exposed when an awkward and emotional situation presents

itself.But I like the idea of showing empathy.I don’t enjoy serious tones.I hate being ignored.I despise keeping sarcasm to myself.This is me. I am.

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Halley’s Comet by Stanley Kunitz (Fav. Poem)

Miss Murphy in first grade wrote its name in chalk across the board and told us it was roaring down the stormtracks of the Milky Way at frightful speed and if it wandered off its course and smashed into the earth there'd be no school tomorrow. A red-bearded preacher from the hills with a wild look in his eyes stood in the public square at the playground's edge proclaiming he was sent by God to save every one of us, even the little children. "Repent, ye sinners!" he shouted, waving his hand-lettered sign.

Look for me, Father, on the roof of the red brick buildingat the foot of Green Street --that's where we live, you know, on the top floor. I'm the boy in the white flannel gown sprawled on this coarse gravel bed searching the starry sky, waiting for the world to end.

At supper I felt sad to think that it was probably the last meal I'd share with my mother and my sisters; but I felt excited too and scarcely touched my plate. So mother scolded me and sent me early to my room. The whole family's asleep except for me. They never heard me steal into the stairwell hall and climb the ladder to the fresh night air.

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Sonnet 99Shall I compare thee to a rotten thief?

Thou art more conceited but much less sly.Your stolen ideas bring about grief

A plethora of fabricated liesMaybe genius was but a mile too far

For thou cannot forestall the fate of timeTo dreams thou had you may say au revoir

Thou thoughts are worth not a dollar nor dimeThou cap of dunce is on thy head todayAnd you shall not be removing it soon

Because there are no brains in what you sayYou are viewed as an ignorant buffoon

Until thou gets originalityThou shalt have a sluggish mentality.

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Apple Pie & Pee-Wee Herman (2 Haikus)

The counter its bearerA delicious, warm pastryThe Dessert Champion

A great among menHis playhouse a true

kingdomPee-Wee, the big shot

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Poetry (A Chain poem)

I’m not fond of Chain Poems, or any poetry Shakespeare was an old fart

Whose Sonnets were lame and cheesy and making a Simile is like Chinese water torture

Don’t get me started on Hyperbole, that mountainous waste of timeAnd Iambic Pentameter is dumb

the only good kind is Free Verse because it requires less workYes I am sick of making Poem’s and being a poet

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Pointless

A life is a circus act,People forced to jump through hoops

Endlessly,For the pleasure of others

And a cheap sense of gratificationAlways trying to pleaseBut never themselves

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The wash cycleLife is a cycleA dull routine

A washing machine, spinning round and roundAn endless turntable,

That begins, and ends the same,With you,In diapers.

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Thought Cat

The Deceitful cat of ThoughtCreeps into my mindA sense of ailurophilia comes over meTrust for this cat, this harmless white catAlmost a fakir for me to watchAnd fills me with delight as I indulgeUntil it changes into a shadowRaids my larder, and attacks me silentlyIn the nightAnd I realize what this catReally was

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Anthology (Ending Poem)

To wrap up this AnthologyI have a message from me to youThanks for reading my poetryBecause most of it was pooOh one last thing Besides the poems to mendI have to sayAt last THE END

THAT WAS CHEESY!

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