Best Aggravations Poems
Infuriated by greed
so we Occupy city streets
tired of being lied to
divided by tyranny
of the Elites
sickened by offshore banks
ran by gangs
known as the Fed
while political infidelity
shakes the White House bed
What happened to the basic foundations
for which this nation was built?
maybe the people’s aggravations
will identify our leaders’ guilt
No justice lies within this
“heads they win; tails we lose”
so now we take a stand
against their scam
because we’re through with the abuse
...for Juvie
Whene'er you feel distress my own heart aches,
that you should suffer so without release,
I would sustain the hurt for both our sakes,
absorb the pain, and set your soul at peace.
For I can ne'er be still whilst you are fill'd
wih anguish, your tranquillity diseas'd,
we two as one, our aggravations spilled
and blended 'til the torment be appeas'd.
To find a way from darkness into light,
to cast away our feelings of despair
we will prevail, that all our days be bright,
and you shall rest content within my care.
This spell of sadness soon will disappear,
for with my love you'll overcome your fear.
Cursed
I am plagued by things of the now: daily
physical aggravations for which
doctors have given me no cure.
Memories can’t afflict me
the way my body has
been bedeviled by
ailments which do
not even
have a
name.
I
suppose
I can say
the memory
of a physician
having injected me
four times with a substance that
gives some people dire side effects
haunts me to this day. Cursed is this world
by doctors who are meant to do no harm.
You want to know what annoyeth me? Let me count the ways!
I could weave a veritable tapestry of all my aggravations, mostly in
light and deep crimson hues which signify the violence in my Heart.
Easily I could write a novel that reads like a laundry list of everything that
vex me to no fathomable End.
Pretentiousness, which is the ultimate Sin of Sins, maddens me more
than mere meager words can describe or accurately articulate. An example, perhaps?
Someone who claims to be a better poet than Shakespeare! Such heinous poetic heresy and blatant blasphemy! ONE WORD: HA!
Let's see...what else? Oh, how I loath- despise! an unannounced and
unexpected visitor, a "knock, knock" that sends shivers, like shards of glass,
down my disturbed spine. Yes, I know all about Jesus. No, I don't want to come to your church but I'll smile, be polite and friendly as I decline the invitation, then send you off on your merry way to pester someone else with your nonsense and throw your "literature" in the trash. I wish I lived in an impregnable fortress surrounded by a moat and guarded by ten-thousand Pinkerton Guards. They never sleep.
Driving, what a bedeviling task! Anyone remember the old video game "Spy Hunter" where your vehicle was equipped with bombs and lasers and such? How I wish my car had a machine gun or rocket-launcher turret to get everyone out of my way! Going too slow? KABOOM! Didn't use your turn signal? Ratta-tat-tat-tat-tat-t-a-t-t...-a...-t. So long, buster!
Bad hair-do's are ALMOST as sinful and unforgivable as pretentiousness. I cannot abide a bad hair-do. It's a good thing I'm not a socio/psychopathic autocrat or I would have anyone with an offensive coif shot on sight. When I was in school and big, poofy Aqua-Net shellac soaked , giant crunchy big bangs were all the rage, I took great delight in smashing those immense, granite-like monstrous and monumental mega-pompadours. Some of those do's were hard as bricks, like they were surrounded and protected by some kind of hair force-field. I demolished many a poof in my youth!
This diatribe is just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. I could on and on and on and on and on and on...but I'll trail off here...
*What Annoys You Contest Entry*
JustThatArchaicPoet
Can I call you mine?
I guess not.
It took me some time
To realize this fact.
Smiles reassure second chances
But never will it
Blossom and bloom.
Lady, I am weary.
Induce me a deep sleep
And allocate my fears.
Though I call you mine;
Your heart,
With aggravations,
Will never be.
I grew up with philosophers
and never realized
how grandiose those thinkers were
before my very eyes
Neither had a Ph.D.
or similar degrees
or authored books that often took
supreme intelligence to read
They had no claim to fortune or fame
but simply, lived life well
from day to day and throughout the years
though I could never tell
The depth of all their thoughts and dreams
and how they navigated
through mud slides and rising tides
all the while, I was elated
Not privy to their tribulations
and mountain peaks to climb
in all their pains and aggravations
their spirits always shined
Reminding me of Socrates
and Plato in some ways
always finding peace of mind
despite some dismal days
Giving until their final ends
all the beauty and truth sublime
until they bequeathed this world to me
I was living as if half blind
But now I see their philosophy
all these tears and lightyears later
my dad and mom sang one sweet song
to me and our Creator.
Whene'er you feel dismay my own heart aches,
that you should suffer so without release,
I would engage the hurt for both our sakes,
absorb the pain, and set your soul at peace.
For I can ne'er be still'd whilst you are filled
with anguish, your tranquility dis-eased,
we two as one, our aggravations spilled
and blended 'til the torment be appeased.
To find a way from darkness into light,
to cast away your feelings of despair
we will prevail, that all our days be bright,
and you shall rest content within my care;
this spell of trepidation disappears
as with my love you overcome your fears.
As we lay here in our bed, somewhat like two strangers force to share the last hotel room at
Mary K convention. At the morning table I try to hide behind my paper, trying as hard as I
can to avoid an even modest conversation.
As she stands at the stove and begins to slam cabinet doors in attempt raise some friction
between us. I swallow down my last sip of coffee and grabbed my briefcase in attempt to
avoid her sublime actions of frustrations. Doors slam as my tires peel off into the distance,
as I felt her hawk like stare penetrating my bumper as I pressed my foot even harder to the
pedal, as I attempted to lose her in the focus of my review mirror.
Finally arriving at work nearly an hour early, my cubical soon becomes my sanctuary away
from my marital aggravations at home. Once I began to settle into my desk, I soon release a
sigh of relaxation. With each task completed…I soon began watching the big clock on the
office wall as it just keeps on ticking. As I finally leave for the day and get into
my car and with each turn of my wheel which brings me closer to my home…As I start to
dread the very thought of having to turn that door knob.
This place use to be my sanctuary away from this cold world and life’s little disappointments.
Once inside, I drop my briefcase by the door…In a hurried rush to get up the upstairs before
she realizes I'm home. This is not how I believed a marriage should be, yet I participate in
these games of charade. Each of us too scared to end this game. So we both lie here in our
sour bed of shame.
OK, mindful class,
past time to reopen our nurturing nests,
our nutritional mouths
and good-natured ears
and fertile reverse reserves
of not Lose/Lose
EarthMother Health-Wealth Care.
First,
we define our variables,
bilaterally co-arising
recreating
bipartisan dipolarities
Depolarizing
bipolar competing aggravations
replacing Old School co-gravitations
cooperative structured spatial out-forms (x-Yang)
and compassionate temporal in-flow(y-Yintegral
Organic green growing secular BodyLeft (x)
and sacred MindRight felt (y)
x/y brilliantly resilient body/mind co-investments
Where x presents Integrity
of enlightened LeftBrain solid form,
And y represents CoInvestments
of empowering RightBrain synergetic flow.
Please respond as I call:
X also Here presents...
Universal
space without sufficient time
And Y again Now remembers...
Unitarian
wealth of time without severing
Universal health care space
Very good.
And, thereby,
resurfaces reverse appositions
between Solidarity (x)
and Synergy (y)
Of non-zero
Open Whole Living BioSystems
for x/y Gaian NeuroSynthesis
Green Tao Energy
CoPassionately coalescing
inside mindful listening classrooms
while creolizing cultures and religions
outside indigenously integral
win/win peak experience
polyculturally robust
HealthCare Communication
Wealthy EcoPolitical Systems
As Golden Rule understood
and appreciated
by AnthroPrivileged students
of LeftBrain empowering
nonviolent ecofeminist
secular (x) communicating forms
sacred (y) peak communion flows
In economic
and political conclusions,
co-invested and co-operative
Universal spatial solidarity (x)
Yang bilaterally double-binds Yintention
Unitarian temporal synergy
exponentially encircling (y)
Emergent
Mono(x)/Poli(y)-Theistic
Gaian felt panentheistic
inside RightBrain nonverbal
nonviolent win/win communication
Unconditional warm-flow
womb-formed pre-traumatic
universal/unitarian bifurcated mindfulness
Original prime matriarchal attachment
(x/y) ego/eco-systemic harmonic
EarthTribal resilient ch'i-balance
harmonic wisdom circles
for sharing resonant wealth
of resilient health.
Some tell me they are tired of Poetry Soup.
It's changed a lot, so, I get their distress!
Then, I am told they have no time for it.
Then why keep posting, if it is the pits?
I have my aggravations, too.
A few people keep me stuck here like glue!
They know who they are.
They are my encouragers, and never afar.
I truly am grateful for those frequent few.
They keep this poetess penning for all to view.
4/30/2021
~ 2~
~Dedicated to my special encouragers~
Whene'er you feel dismay my own heart aches,
that you should suffer so without release,
I would engage the hurt for both our sakes,
absorb the pain, and set your soul at peace.
For I can ne'er be still'd whilst you are filled
with anguish, your tranquility dis-eased,
we two as one, our aggravations spilled
and blended 'til the torment be appeased.
To find a way from darkness into light,
to cast away your feelings of despair
we will prevail, that all our days be bright,
and you shall rest content within my care;
this spell of trepidation disappears
as with my love you overcome your fears.
Two Empire State Buildings fly by Earth
Phobos will crash into Earth on Mars Day
Careless Martians created our universe in Pluto's lab
Pluto walks a tightrope over underestimated solar flares
TALL TREE
Tall Tree
She is not short this lady she is not so VERY tall to out shine me she loves me
this eye knoe she clearly knoes
She clearly knoes eye am a short white man this is no puppy love she even
knoes eye am religious and she makes references to GOD and this is pleasing
unto me this religousness inside of TALL TREE she love me.
There aer not too many creek Indian lady who make eye at me
this one eye will keep her as iff we married back when we met
the many people that eye have known the sins and aggravations
just seem to disappear when eye have my sweetY heart again
she is the tall creek Indian maiden pocahuntus called Tall Tree.
She is the only Valentine for me.
The Boasting sun explain its rays
blare glare glare let the seasons charm
Assemble its warm
Hey there we're here
Thanksgiving gone merry on
Sharing days of Hardy laughter
Sharing is fair, what comes after
Animations of
aggravations nations BLOOM
AND BLOOM AGAIN
Cheer cheer world's fair and fairer
Then flare-up maximum cheers
Holiday haze here
monumental craze
Christmas is upon us
Gracious holidays
My dear eggnog laced
With pleasurable
Sensation all the
Merrier happy holiday
No objection here freer
Freer share care at the gates
Hollering to make a Major mention
At the gates cheer cheers
Holler holler louder
We declare we declare
Outrageousness sprinkling
Courageousness ALL HAIL NEW YEAR
Who shall we ever be
With flawless dignity we
Have tempered forceful greetings
Destined and determined to be free
arthritis returns
plaguing my extremities
time for aspirin
chemistry for sleepless nights
and painful aggravations
Written September 8, 2022