Pedantry, oh pedantry, is not what you think I do most
I, the escapist, oft twitch at night to catch the star’s wink
Sympathetic, gentle, faithful...and yes, sexually delicate
Combined with gifts, like in arts, is what I am, but I am
Easily misled by my love(r); still, I hate those who’ve no
Sense of structure, or those who’ve no goal to swim afar
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2009
Man of words, strange creature of fiery intention,
Amplifying pictures with that restless imagination,
Great are the images spurting forth from your pen,
Nothing holds you down, working alone in the den;
Unto the night you toil, pushed by an alien power,
Mastering some inner demons, taming your fear.
Oh how you search for truths floating up in the air,
Producing tremors with the raging force they stir,
Until at last your labors come to a perfect ending,
Shaking humanity with the hard lessons they bring.
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2007
Over the civil right movement,
Copyright © Studento1 Independant | Year Posted 2012
P aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013
Among thousands of Indians, he rose,
born in Rameshwaram, a tiny village of the south..
Dreamt of changing the world
using wit and reason -
learning and teaching he spent his life.
Kindness and selflessness he valued,
and wanted to spend his last breath teaching -
loyal to his words, he did,
and all that Indians think of, now...
May he rest in peace.
For 'Our Teacher', Abdul Kalam, who passed away on July 27th.. He was SUCH a great person and Indian..
PLEASE DO READ THIS! - (There is a different link about him on my previous poem)
Copyright © Sneha RV The Literature Lover | Year Posted 2015
U~nbidden, the draft was upon me,
N~ewly turned from the halls of high school.
I~nspired by the Vets at the legion,
T~o enlist and become Uncle's tool.
E~xpecting to serve with distinction,
D~ogma served warm and fresh to a fool.
S~ent off as a man-child to Asia,
T~o enroll in a myopic war,
A~nd line pockets of war profiteers;
T~ransfer bleeding from wealthy to poor.
E~verything that I learned in that conflict
S~ent the message to soldier no more.
A~nd finding no reason for staying,
R~ealized that my motive and drive,
M~y labor was chosen to ensure
Y~oung soldiers would return home alive.
Copyright © Wayne Sapp | Year Posted 2010
...Formidable treat he stress
At the early hour of this day.
No pain, no gain- All is still well.
Centenary dream is a luxury few can reach.
Yours truly, let your fate decide.
30th of April, 2013.
Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2013
Copyright © Kelly McDonald | Year Posted 2010
Try this on for size, we'll all exchange jobs,
Having new tasks just might teach us respect?
What of a career
as an engineer?
or a clerk whose books are suspect?
A starter, try serving as a fireman
No, change spots with somebody’s chauffeur.
Work the fac’try lines,
labor in the mines,
swap posts with a president’s go-fer.
Keen understanding of what this world needs -
Skills that bless a people so diverse?
Though there’s no guarantee
we might come to see
our livelihood could always be worse.
(you could get fired)
Look at yourself - a struggling artist.
Imitate the sweetness of a bar maid.
Be a kids’ teacher
maybe a preacher.
Pause to wonder how their bills get paid.
(do they get tired?)
Value the career of mother/housewife
Interceding among five children - quints!
Trade jobs with a cook
who’s writing a book.
Some vocations need a seventh sense.
(or just plain gumption)
Now what if we size up occupations
Go out and find something worthy of praise?
Our motivation --
for the world of work that fills our days.
(make no assumption)
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2012
View so clear from a very distant perspective
Inclinations and angles wonderfully captioned and analyzed
Sight alone isn’t sufficient. This is coming straight from the mind
In full projection of the future
Only then can a mission be targeted and worked
No wonder Steven Wonder nurtured a great one despite being blind
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
Being on the roll bring them a thought of eloquence,
Exempting the fact things in the giant tournaments,
Inside of which lies the origin of originality and dexterity;
Nexus, so true of either being alive or dead
Gentle souls, to be, should stay on the track.
Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2013
Patience it’s an necessity
Envision your goals
Reaction is key
Encourage each other
Victory is attainable
Reach out and take hold of whatever you strive for
Nothing comes easy
Champion status is something earned not made
Expect only the very best for yourself
If you want to be successful at whatever you do
Then you must go after it with all of your heart
Along with some perseverance and also a never say quit attitude
And you will be amazed at what you can accomplish
Because I know whatever you strive for is within reach
But now I can’t promise you that it will come easy.
Copyright © Michael Reaves | Year Posted 2010
P anic gnaws a little hollow
R ight beneath my rib.
O ver a deadline my mind stumbles
C reating distraction adlib.
R ancid are the thoughts of necessity
A ccosting my fragile frame;
S urely I can avoid the crime
T empting me to shame:
N eglect my history paper.
A crostic I write instead.
T ruth be told:
N ow procrastinate . . .
G od help me focus my head!
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2006
P oems are always read and commented
O n even if I sometimes don't understand the meaning
E veryone deserves a point of view
M ine may be short and sweet or long winded
S howing you I took the time.
R eading does take some time
E veryone likes your comments
A lways make a comments we
D esire an opinion of any sort.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2010
Wonder what they learned in preschool
Obviously it wasn’t playing nice
Rarely can you trust a colleague
Kindness always has a price
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
One or no other
Reach into your heart as a writer and take you seriously.
Expressing yourself through poetry can
Seen as not being a real writer or "too artistic."
Understanding fellow poets giving you critique as well as praise
Reminds you of how much you love poetry and you can
Except that the written word can be a prosperous future for you.
written by: Brandee Augustus
Copyright © Brandee Augustus | Year Posted 2012
Fate he stressed (earlier on) isn't to stand idle
Attitude, hardworking, perseverance and prayer are keys to greatness
No shortcut to true success, recognition or
Continuous reputation and achievement
You need to wake up from your slumber if really you want to belong
Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2013
" With barely a nod they delivered the news
... the store is closing, your job you will lose."
~~~ ~~~ ~~~
Unemployment is an imminent threat
Not to be taken lightly.
Changes I'm not looking forward to
Envelop my dreams nightly.
Retirement is not an option.
This uncertainty is daunting.
Age is a factor to employment.
I find my anxiety haunting.
Never did I think this job would end.
Tomorrow is now the unknown.
I'm scared of the future, as never before.
My anxiousness, full blown.
Each day I wonder what will be.
So afraid of what will happen to me.
~~~ ~~~ ~~~
by Francine Roberts 05/09/2011
for Constance's contest 'Write it Deep
and Dramatic, Please'
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2011
Utilizing what I have in front of me
Running out of time dabbling in my writes
Night is almost near and I’m burning daylight in unnecessary concerns
Instead of the things that are important and I’m supposed to be managing
Going to lose precious time
Definitely, I have procrastinated long enough, I need to
Abandon my play
Yanked back to reality
Laboring to accomplish my objective
Ignited with drive
Getting things started, it was
Hard work, but
Thank goodness I finish what I began
© Eve Roper 4/29/2015
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2015
Wailing in the city beyond bridge and bog
Austerity choking the dreams in cribs
Loans have dried up, at noon there is fog
Leverage everything, he pawns his ribs
She drinks and staggers to the new trade
Traditions fall apart by the will to live
Recession crawls and curls atop the spade
Economy everywhere has nothing to give
Except for the looters, fat and cool
Teamsters and workers are like barren mule
Heavy in debt, blind, blind the arguments
Owners of nothing no business can grow
Subtle the pipers anethestic of discontents
Thousands are homeless, pension like snow
Amassed and melted under paws of greed
Governments are impotent, bankers rule
Excess they blame on the workers in need
Suffering hides in shame, but dogs do drool.
Copyright © L'nass Shango | Year Posted 2012
Calumny is a sin which consists in maliciously attributing to another faults
detects which he did not posses
A person commits the sin of calumny or
slander when by lying he injures the good name of another
Laity is a member of the Church that does not belong to the clerical
Unity is what all people of God is supposed to be in His only Catholic
Roman Catholic Church.
Mass is given from Jesus Christ only Roman Catholic Church
New Covenant is the law and dispensation of Jesus Christ
opposed to the Old Covenant of Moses which it infinitely surpassed
Yahweh refers to the proper name of God
Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2011
Thirty-five years in a fifty year old building where I repair all.
Having that many years of changes within, each one I have saw.
I answer calls each day to fix everything, either big or very small.
Reality is and this is not vainness, they expect me never to fall.
Truth is I listen to every word that is said, though it might be tall.
Years of paying attention watching closely to every bouncing ball.
Facilities maintenance is one title that my job holds so dear.
I just call myself a maintenance man, and no job do I fear.
Victory is mine if I can repair and keep it running so clear.
Eventually though all things must be replaced some year.
Years spent in one place can take a toll on anyone’s heart and mind.
Every soul needs a change once in awhile, so peace they can find.
Another twelve years is what spirit will endure, before I unwind.
Retirement is not what I seek, for I have always worked in a grind.
Service to others is more than a job to me, my life, existence refined.
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2010
Copyright © Cathy Ncube | Year Posted 2011
Jump right in with or without the suit;
Unless you’re kicked there by someone’s boot.
Sitting around is just stagnation,
Thus there’ll be no celebration.
Deliver something into this realm;
One or two things won’t overwhelm.
In life, we must all make contributions;
Try a bit of creative infusion.
Never endeavor to procrastinate
Or you may meet, with the worst of fates.
Wonders then, they will abound; everyone will want you around.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2015
To my co-worker and friend Leslie Sparks; Thank You for all that you do!
L-istens lovingly and laughs loudly; she's
E-motionally engaged in everyday events,
S-he’s seldom shy, simply sophisticated, and superbly sweet.
L-eslie has a laborious level of leadership; she’s
I-mmensely impartial to the word impossible; incredibly inquisitive, and interesting;
E-ternally empathetic to everyone else’s needs
Copyright © Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway | Year Posted 2010
Happiness, or ambition, dreams, self-expression and dignity,
Asserts that you are living just as you think you should,
Powerful enough to articulate your own thoughts,
Possibly quietly, if a question surrounds your behaviour;
It is contentment with your life, dynamics and lot,
Not lots of money, partners or commendations,
Ends with wealth, relationships and respect,
Sends you forwards to peace and pleasure,
Secures equanimity, confidence and gladness true.
Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2015
Never to be challenged would not be expected.
One’s spirit would truly die, forever being infected.
Respect beyond years of age, enhanced by service scored.
Each day passing seems I am just a little bit more ignored.
Sincerely I see others being from outside welcomed aboard.
Persons with only profit for them are welcomed in accord.
Exasperated I continue to do my job for no extra reward.
Calmness is harder to reorder in my daily extreme restored.
Thwarting abounded, stabbing my abilities with a sword.
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2011
Bountiful castles with walls of sand
Each grain an intricate part
Albatross squawk in high demand
Con morsels from those with soft hearts
Hot bodies bask in the blazing sun
Bikinis boast dangerous curves
Lifeguards patrol tanned to well done
As surfers show off their steel nerves
Nautical transports battle the swells
Kites soar aloft dot the sky
Enveloped in rays and happy kid yells
Transfers to a new level high
Blankets of color protect fragile skin
Immense weight of stress melts away
Nod off gently and try to imagine
Going to work every day
On a beach where work is like play
Beach Blanket Bingo contest
Copyright © Randy Steele | Year Posted 2011
On the Arabian Desert, I deeply burned my skin
Venturing out this strange land of hooded prince
Endless sleepless nights, mother serves, with tea
Rushing into the basement, to iron master’s plea
Singapore, a three steps, from our wooden door
Every morning, sister’s scrubbing a marble floor
As, she listen to silent cries, of younger brothers
Sailing, day and night, in seven seas of thunders!
Feeding our worn minds, with courage and love
Inspire us, with your words, O, Father up above!
Let your holy spirit guide us, from dawn to dawn
I beg you; protect us, including siblings, at home
Pampering the young and the old, of the G-Eight
In return, my true Master, for you, I will not be late
Now, sons and daughters, of Pearl of Orient Sea
Of things, be honest and true, and as always be!
Working diligently; for it is in your noble blood
Overcoming all the trials, have your faith in God
Run not embracing the edge, of sharp-blade knife
Keep the spirits high; for it’s just a temporary life
Even if, you are, mean workers, in foreign realms
Ruin not, your dignity, with these pieces of dimes
Sisters and brothers, live proud, O precious mine!
Dedicated to all OFW
..for your courage and sacrifices in helping keep
the economy of our motherland afloat. Mabuhay!
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2006
Day in Day out the dust consumes the air
Upstairs it runs rampant through the fan I must declare
Sneezing is the penchant of the day
The dust always settles while we are away
It never comes to mind that it should be dusted
Not even the service can be trusted, as they
Gallivant through their duties, one day to be busted
Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine | Year Posted 2014