Best Adamantly Poems
“The eyes of the Lord are in every place, keeping watch
on the evil and the good.” Proverbs 10:3
For those who don’t know or who adamantly
believe God doesn’t exist,
I must say to you most undoubtedly
God’s eyes upon you are fixed.
It’s we who must fix our eyes on the Lord.
For some this is hard, I know,
I hope I can strike within you a chord
as God I will try to show.
God is in nature; He is all around -
on land, in sky and the sea.
He made every creature that can be found,.
but His best were you and me.
For what are we if we have not a soul?
God’s logic to me is clear.
Heart without soul, and man is not whole,
and all souls to God are dear.
God is in good works that good people do
and in good thoughts we think of.
God is in me and God is in you;
especially God is love.
Though God we can’t see, he hears heart-felt prayer.
You may suffer to the grave,
but earth-time is short and the Lord is fair
since all souls God died to save.
Categories:
adamantly, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Who is this man laying beside me?
You’re not my lover and I’m not your enemy
Searching and hoping for a familiar touch
Wanting and needing it just a little too much
Where is the man I married prior to this war?
I want him back entirely as I had him once before
They tell me he’s changed and it will never be
But loving him so much; I tend to disagree
Heroically fighting for our freedom abound
Risking his life for a cause to be unfound
Solitude and silence is one of his demands
And as for our family; we’re not under your command
Shelled and mortared each and every night
Not able to sleep for the fear of needing to fight
Hot, sweaty and exhausted; feeling all alone
Feeling as though you’re invincible; wanting to come home
Exploring and probing for the man you used to be
Trying to find similarities; trying to remember me
I’ve been with you this entire time; all the while you were gone
I never left your side my husband, even though you have withdrawn
What is it going to take for this stranger to up and leave?
How long must you isolate yourself, how long must we grieve?
Our children need you desperately as so do I
Don’t let them destroy you; don’t you dare die
Come home again my best-friend and thrust this stranger out
He’s been residing here too long and he’s reign is over no doubt
You’ve served this country honorably without any remorse
Now serve your family faithfully and let our marriage run its course
I will not give up and abandon you nor will I give in
You will fight for this family adamantly as you did so back then
I’m tired of sleeping alone with this stranger in our bed
I want that loving, caring man; I want my husband back instead
Categories:
adamantly, husband, life, family, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Mama Africa,
Land of my ancestors' birth;
Source of all mankind,
the once Shangri la of mother earth.
Stir up the spirit of the Mau-Mau in vibrato on the bongo.
Your ways are far higher than the crags of the Kilimanjaro.
Let the cry for freedom rides the winds of the Serengeti,
and the walls of segregation fall like confetti.
With careful utterances,
ransack the minds of the pig-headed souls.
Uhuru milele! Milele bure!
Adamantly, gluttons deprive her black gold.
In the villages, griots will invoke a new story.
Follow the way of the lion,
and watch out for the hyenas.
When the rivers are dry in Tanzania,
danger resides in the mud.
Remember; when liberty is threaten in Somalia,
freedom is written in blood.
Blood stained her crevices with love;
black sons’ and black daughters’ blood.
Categories:
adamantly, angstfreedom,
Form:
Rhyme
Forty days and forty nights in lock down
Breathless for inhaling my own air ad infinitum
Could be worse if I was left out to dry in the desert
Isolation in my own four walls in solitude
Puffing and panting from the magic scented flacon
Fragrant innocence of lost childhood in terminal decline
Slimming down expectations for a slice on the road to Nirvana
I light sandalwood from a candle of flickering dreams
Perfumed ideation adamantly adheres to waxen resolve
It's only over when the slim lady sung a tune of lifting reprieve
I hope that she has been told when to bow for applause
And that the virus chokes on the curtain of epical demands
Like a bat out of hell I run round in circles along my four walls
Loose count of repetitions as I pace an eclipse of boredom
Enact biblical scenes with a teddy bear and ragged dolls
Lego figures dance a concert of doom with swift ballerinas
Trinkets on the mantlepiece rejoice in prominent position
Count their blessings and have their day in the lime light
Super powers of alien invasion penetrate my face mask
Order my persona to reveal resilience and count down
The apocalypse for when the gloves are off and insanity ends
03rd April 2020
Categories:
adamantly, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
She sorts me in parts
From one side to other.
I am symmetrical and asymmetrical.
I am closest to her brain
I swing around her freely.
I take a leap and kiss her cheeks
She tucks me back behind her ears
Adamantly, i repeat. She repeats.
I am tired
I rest on her shoulders.
I get confused and ill
She untangles me with her Clarity
She cleans me with her Sincerity.
I am hers.
I run down her neck and beyond.
Categories:
adamantly, 10th grade, baby, care,
Form:
Carpe Diem
It is wise to direct your anger towards problems - not people; to focus your energies on answers - not excuses.
(William Arthur Ward)
If kept bottled up, a poison taken like vitamins,
this elixir will eat you from the inside. Ears
pierced not with pretty jewels, but allowed to be
stabbed over and over again with curses. Blessings
should have been returned, kisses for the enemy,
not for lips but for grace. Bitterness hardens
the arteries, the heart becomes a surgeon’s slab.
Anger
entered with close encounters, with flying spit
not holy water, with not the shadow of the King
but of a spouse, leaning in not for a hug, but
for elocution and effect sans affection. Forgetfulness
of passion as if you were an annoying passerby.
Still
you hold your breath after all the tears have puddled
around the bathroom concrete, almost losing
your sanity…repeat…repeat, and grace.
Enough
love left, your mind nearly slipped into the abyss,
but you pointed a dagger finger at the enemy,
the devil, and shouted adamantly, “No! No! No!”
and God
turned it all around, your anger buried underground,
your love melted your husband’s heart. Reverberations
of a sound mind go out…go out to all. Applause
of angel armies, the good guys, the surprise
of grace.
Kiss…kiss…erase the bad times. Good times roll.
Categories:
adamantly, anger,
Form:
Free verse
Rest my friend truly you deserve some peace
Life sometimes hard but you always did maintain
Your friends carry a memory of you that won't cease
A peculiar fellow quickly your anger could increase
How adamantly you would continue to explain
Rest my friend you deserve to get some peace
Your passion for life could never decrease
Even after suffering so much agony and pain
Your friends carry a memory ofyou that won't cease
From every lecture I could take away a piece
Always knowing there was something to gain
Rest my friend trulyyou deserve some peace
I continue on now still searching for my crease
We have a friendship that death cannot contain
Yes I'll carry a memory of you that won't cease
Truly our friendship never faltered in the least
Even now I can still hear you complain and complain
Rest now my friend truly you deserve some peace
Your friends carry a memory of you that won't cease
R. I. P. ARTHUR GLOVER
Categories:
adamantly, absence, best friend, candy,
Form:
Villanelle
(Isaiah 55:8 & 9)
Reject the bull snot of naught,
the battle has already been fought…
upon a precept plane higher than human thought
Where human concept logic found to be vain…
From such wickedness one must learn refrain…
Not harboring a conjured devil to blame
A matter of human level of logic…
No way for life to dodge it..
Precept’s loving measure… life’s pleasure
Human logic plagiarizes love’s precept…
This satanic duality is not allowed…
For unto love of life death hath bowed
Love is adamant, His faith a paradox…
Adamantly… the Lord God… He is ONE
Creator… of the legendary stone
In the beginning was the word..
The word was with God…
And was God..
Selah…
think about it…
Categories:
adamantly, love, life,
Form:
Rhyme
My sisters! My brothers!
Do you despise us this much?
Do you really think we deserve all this?
Well, if that's the case then, my brother,
I suppose you think so highly of yourself
To even spat those kinds of remarks,
knowing that your brothers are suffering, starving,
and in constant fear of death.
I suppose you take delight of the tragic demise of the multitude.
I suppose you are fond of the fact that many brave men
had risked, had sacrificed their lives to save the wounded.
I suppose you bask at the thought that we,
the people of the same race, of the same nation had finally fallen.
I suppose you think we are not brothers as well.
Are we not?
Are we not of the same land, of the same nation?
OF...THE...SAME...RACE?!!
Do we not share - the same blood and the same heart?
Huh! How awfully austere of you to perceive us that way.
Belittling into thinking that we are useless, unimportant, insignificant!
But the truth is my brother, because of the law, of which you so adamantly protest,
It had in fact, saved the lives of many and had prevented more casualties of war.
So, Instead of the insulting remarks of indignity,
Which will only dispirit even our small inch of hope,
We, out of patriotism, WILL UNITE
We, out of fear, WILL SEEK the Father's guidance
And we, out of love, will continue TO FIGHT.
'Tis and it'll be THE CRY OF OUR NATION.
GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY...
Categories:
adamantly, anger, death, discrimination, inspirational,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Finding an image to focus on
My mind lifts my soul with song
Simple... my perceptions changing
Negative vibes rearranging....
Yellow daffodils spring to mind
So early a blossom, winter shines~
Sweet and hollow its trumpet appears
Soaking up sunshine as snow disappears
Crisp and bold flawless in scheme
Long winter's magical dream
Blossom Daffodil all around my lawn
Adamantly filling the crisp damp dawn
Boldly obvious blossoms in snow
Complicates winter with her glow
Daffodil arrivs at winters' end
Offering hope to a despairing friend
Categories:
adamantly, happiness, hope, inspirational, nature,
Form:
Couplet
A Softer Way to Die
We live and study life
We pray that somehow
God changes his rules.
No one wants to die
No one wants to follow
Those complicated laws;
I mean no lie-ing - no steal-ing
no sex - before marriage no
Fornicating, no killing
No lust-greed or defiling the earth.
Amen.
All we can do now is try to find
" A softer way to die".
Pick your battles...
There are many ways to die.
I asked, God why?
When mom threw a
"Monkey wrench" in my world
Answering - "We all have to die"
I immediately winked at God...
Thinking to myself (not I).
Gave him a little nudge;
Sidebar God: I said to God
Adamantly "I do not want to die"
"Can you change the rules "?
I never heard back from him
On that subject.
I went to him again
God "Can you at least
Keep me with a mom-
I said "So that I won't be an
Orphan like Shirley Temple”?
He did get back to me on that
And Mom is Alive and well
Plan A. (living forever)
Still not executed.
Once again contemplating
Thoughts on how I want to die.
I could not think of a pleasant way
To die, none that seemed appealing.
Nor any options that would be fun.
hmmm, eat myself to death.
Playing chicken with the train,
Might prove thrilling.
As time grew nigh
My thoughts continued
.... On a softer way to die.
Childhood gone, middle age gone'
Old age approaching fast and furious
Destroying me like a sudden
Approaching hurricane...
This storm knocked out my lights
Memory gone now.
Forgetting my life- my loved ones
Forgetting my friends,
Children, and foes alike
Forgetting my wrongs - my sins
and accomplishments all.
Everything's gone. So, now
What do I do?... How can
I rewrite my life, Take account.
Of that which I remember not.
The realities if my existence
Has been wiped out from
The Forest Fires burning
In my mind’s eye.
Have no recordings of
Who loved me or of who
I shall never forgive.
How will I know that I ever even lived?
Taking my dark blank pages into
The afterlife- My shadowy
Existence ends. I feel no pain
I Have no thoughts,
Have nothing to contemplate.
For I have asked to live forever
Or that I die a, softer way
Forgetting to eat
Forgetting to drink-
Forgetting to swallow
Forgetting to breath...
Forgetting this life-
I close my eyes and fade away.
painlessly
© Vicki Acquah
Categories:
adamantly, childhood, conflict, confusion, dark,
Form:
Prose Poetry
How dare you show up
unannounced
Changing the way I live
my best life
Coming all up and thru here
confining me inside the prison
of my own insanity
I want to break from these walls
and defy everything they
say about you
Ignore the demands your presence
has forced me to follow
I curse the day you arrived because
all I can do from the wee hours of the night
to the early morning dawn is
lie in waiting as I make love to
my own boredom
with no one there to hold me
except my own scared loneliness
For weeks I've waited
watch the clock tick tock in sync with
the palpitations of my heart
where my thoughts of your wrath
create the rhythm my anxiety
dances a jig to
I want to walk out in the sun
smell the aroma of life
and touch a dream
but if I take that risk without
protective armor
I'll be kissed with your
deadly nightmare
I attempt to find ways
to distract my resentment for you
as you adamantly succeed at
keeping me away from those
I desperately need the most
I want to feel the thick of my
man's laughter in my ear
See the smiles of my friends
and family that are locked behind
the gates of masks and bandanas
This can't be life
A new normal you've
introduced to me
that has brought on way
too much confusion
far too many lies and half truths
while slanging more conspiracy theories
than a drug dealer slangs dope
I'm afraid and shook while
my fears are quarantined from
my courage
That "S" I have on my chest
is now susceptible to being
contaminated with a scarlet letter
from a pandemic alphabet
I don't know who I am anymore
I don't remember the last time
I remembered
I'm to busy anticipating trying
to forget
If I pray or wish you away
you'd still be here
proving that death becomes you
but I refuse to let you meet me at
the threshold to become the death of me
4-5-2020
Categories:
adamantly, absence, anxiety, black african
Form:
Free verse
As the screaming Sirocco swept the sands,
Suffocating the Shiekh's Sixth Sick Sheep,
It's sister, Simoon, soon sought to strike
The sweat-suffering Sultan's sweet sleep.
Then came the Khamsin, and Calima, too,
- Dust-devils, Diabolos, Lavaan, Loo!
Angered, Aeolos, King of the Air,
Council called up with him in chair
Boreas, Euros, Fair Favonius,
Zesty Zephyr, alll were there
With solemn, sullen, scowl he said:
I'll rout these rascals, send you instead.
The howling hot-heads harassed no more
As the Aeolian Airs soothed the Shiekh's sandy sore!
(At his point I petulantly wind up my windy verbiage -
As continuing ceaselessly and adamantly with unending alliteration would surely end in gibberish and garbage)
Categories:
adamantly, fun, humor, nature, wind,
Form:
Alliteration
(Youth)
I wonder where my mother is
And why she let me go?
I wish I had my mommy
So much I need to know
How did I come about then
where is my father too?
Oh I wish I had my mommy
She'd know exactly what to do!
Who is this woman kissing me,
Who's up with me at night?
Sometimes I think I hate her
And I diss her just for spite!
I'll never love her back
And someday I won't stay
I'll make her very sorry
For taking me away
(Adult)
It's been eighteen years now
And I still search for Mother
I adamantly resent this woman
As I may have sister or brother
Siblings that I will never know
Except in the face of Hope
I'll never stop looking for her
I'll stay focused, I must cope
Somewhere out there
She searches for her boy
The one she had to give away
The one who brought her joy
(Dead)
I remember:
Lying in the hospital
Somewhat paralyzed
When an angel stood before me
With Glory in her eyes
"Come my Son I'll take you home,"
said Mom, extending her hand
All my questions are answered
As we followed heavens' plan.
Only now can I appreciate
My earth mom in a while
"I'm here and waiting Mom
I love you, Your Adopted Child"
Categories:
adamantly, confusion, mother,
Form:
Light Verse
"Water Music"
The Ocean sweeps in
before you know it
your feet are sinking
you’re pulled out with the tide
and Life wraps it’s fluid wings around you,
you errant, embrace the smother,
retreat has lost it’s hook, and somehow you rise
With a mouthful of forgotten words
swallowed inharmonious and silent
like sands fathoms deep now
falling rapidly through
the slender fingers of time, somewhere
low and vast behind you,
you are released from the sucking undertow
On the surface
like a recalcitrant buoy ringing its bell
shakes a remnant of what it is
to hold onto Life and
for whom it tolls,
salt encrusted, invisible, its call is ancient
Something powerful pervading and unknown
The Ocean sweeps in
before you know it
your feet are sinking
you're pulled out with the tide
and a Fisher King has got you by the tale
you are now walking on water
you lose grip on a warm hand outstretched
there is your absent mind
addled with disbelief
you sink
swallowed in the belly of the whale
no time there,
an endless chasm
for you to think
The Ocean swallows you
Inside the Leviathan you’re numb to dream
the monster opens its mouth
silently you hold your life on its tongue,
it has the power to speak
when you adamantly listen to no one
like echolocation it hits you within
Water music to swim
up towards the Sun
Out of the Great Depths
A new life begins
Waves are swelling o’er you
The Messengers of Poseidon
arrive like the Ancient Mariner's myths, there are Angels,
singing Silver Fins smile
you hold on
they
bring you in
(LadyLabyrinth/2109)
William Basinski - Watermusic II
https://youtu.be/pX_jySkFIK4
Categories:
adamantly, ocean, psychological, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse