Best Appropriation Poems
APPROPRIATION
Who said you were unworthy
put that notion in your head
extracting souls expression
forcing theirs on you instead
Who called you undeserving
to convey your deep desires
develop unique passions
lifting zeal forever higher
Appropriate-- and set apart assigning self assertion
Appropriate—apply extraordinary use and purpose
Appropriate-- not admit defeat to vacant coercion
Appropriate---not mirror and just reflect
Appropriate—not drift and simply deflect
(“Appropriation”—personal discovery and embracing of the dynamic structure to inquire, judge, decide and choose)
©Kim van Breda—February 2014
The baren bones lay bare across the fields of alliteration
Unnecessary abstraction leaves the bourgeois man bereft of care
And yet, the obliviously self aware give cause to sight's deprivation
The enigmatic preparation gives many metaphors to compare
You rack your brain, paper tears, from too much stylization
personal interpretation brings to light the common ground, the things we share
But if your minds in disrepair, that's premeditation
Less is lost in coloration, but I don't think we're going there
flotsam and jetsam -
seascape graffito
A white girl
with blue hair
and black lips
takes a selfie with Pandora's box.
Across the galaxy
light years away
an alien is pissed off
telepathically crackling
cultural appropriation!
Poor maid scurries,
Getting more anxious as she hurries,
Timidly passes on the message,
With a feeling of strong presage,
Grumpy prince huffs and pushes past,
Making the maid bow hurriedly, fast,
Leaving video games sloppily piled on the bed,
Stepfather proposes idea, prince fled,
Inspirational short speech to best friend,
Into the woods, he told he would blend,
Spoiled boy looks for aunt’s cottage in woods,
Massages, spoiled with all kinds of goods,
Rude but has good looks,
Every bit of a fairytale prince in the books,
Princess watches, wishes, wants, and plans,
Becomes one of the many brainwashed fans,
Believing his stories about his ‘evil’ stepfather,
The watching princess made such a pother,
About rescuing the selfish prince,
His terrible nature not once making her wince,
One day a salesman sells calls $10 consoles,
Hope fills the prince’s soul,
The princess is convinced it’s the king,
So out of the tree she swings,
Mind made up she’s saving,
Prince thinks she’s raving,
Screams for her to let him go,
At making people cry, he’s a pro,
Princess realizes she doesn’t need a man to rule,
Prince never uses anyone like a tool,
They both change and grow into better people.