52 weeks + 52 prompts = 52 poems |
1,000 GPs were sent to Lilli 🧿 ☕ with this post. I've added a new entry to my book, "Weekly Poetry Challenge Five" : "week one entry as Old Joe Retires" late posting New Beginnings as the Old Joe Retires When Old Joe Announced that he got it It was time to go. And let a new crew Younger, more capable Fight the good fight. There was a sense Throughout the land That this was A new beginning. The beginning of the end Of the Trumpian nightmare The toxic MAGA fever That had so overwhelmed The world these last five years. With its toxic brew Of despair, decline, fear Hatred, And dark mutterings About a national divorce, Civil War 2.0. War of retribution Against the many enemies Of the dear leader. Who constantly evoked Fear of Antifa, anti-gun nuts, Asslyium seekers, anti-God atheists, AI, and robots taking over, of Asians, blacks, BLM Protestors, bisexuals, Buddhist and new age believers, criminals, China, coastal elites, and globalists looking down on hard-working Americans in fly-over countries, crazed druggies hopped on who knows what, Gay groomers, cappuccino drinking, Chablis sipping, TESLA driving, vegan eating, NYT reading, Manhattan living, godless bisexual liberals, Hispanics, Iranian terrorists, the other people, LGBTQ people, looters, inflation, Satanic child blood drinking pedophiles. trans people invading women’s restrooms and locker rooms, M13 gangbangers, Muslims, scary brown people invading our pure land, San Franciso and the woke left coast, TESLA EV drivers, the woke mind virus infecting the body public, vegans, vermin infecting the bloodlines of our white Christian nation, of non-white people, and especially fear of strong black woman leaders. Perhaps the Harris-Walz message Of hope, love, and joy Will sweep away the toxic residue Left behind by the former President. As he slides ever deeper Into dementia and madness His hatred self-imploding As his remaining supporters Begin running away Like the proverbial rats Jumping off a sinking ship While the dear leader continuously screaming conspiracy theories Of the deep state out to get him The people’s hero, the greatest president Of the world, The greatest most stable genius Of all time, Who has good words and good genes. As he steers the ship Of his MAGA movement Over the waterfall, Down the Mountains of madness Destination Looney Toons Crazy town. New Beginnings Poem should be inspired by the prompt/image in some way A minimum of 12 lines, no maximum There are no form requirements Your submission must be newly written for this week's prompt |