Best Calumny Poems
when accused of blither-blather
seek shelter in the moment, rather
than plunge right in confrontationally
into a bottomless pit of calumny
remember to count to ten again and again
ramp it up to a thousand, don’t pretend
if you’re still hot, don’t plead that you’re not
or let bygones be bygones and all that rot
‘coz the chickens always come home to roost
when and if you’re still juiced
you just might slice that swollen face wide open, catsup-red
then hallucinate as into grinning spiders it is shhh-RED
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If the horror you've just read
fills you with naught but dread
Try not to lose it, jughead ~ pray hard
before you go to bed
~ Dr. Jack Ell
Categories:
calumny, anger, fate, fear, prayer,
Form:
Couplet
Your best investment lies in God’s hands
Which guarantee life, love and boundless care
Regardless of kinds and types of lands
Which your feet dare to walk without forking out any fare
In kind or slush cash
Men and women whose whims
Reduced at death to mere ash
In their temperamental and sentimental teams
Depending on their tricks or moods
Choose to dole out
In their woods
Filled with mood swing and doubt
Until to the core of your mind
Comes the realization
That in men and women
Lies neither your salvation mission nor determination
To bring to fruition the destiny
God in his purpose
Chose not in your mutiny or calumny
But from his original source
Because in the end only God has the wherewithal
To anticipate, explicate, facilitate, replicate success in your every need
Without under fire a retreat tactical or strategic withdrawal
To ensure that your dreams, missions, portions and options succeed
In addition, God loves you too much
To let you continue to fail
Within every critical touch or dream bunch
In your heart, your home or in your self-inflicted jail.
Categories:
calumny, poems,
Form:
Free verse
GIVING THE LIE
No one is ever finally, anything
Not the genus, nor the father
Even if the songs they sell do not ring
Out anymore with the heart of their maker -
No one is finally silent, like a dumb waiter,
No one at last imperilled into prayer;
There is always a moment when now becomes later,
Thoughts sliding down the railing like a golden hair
There is no actual promise in the nude barracks
(Which existed only to seal an impossible nightmare),
Something to mark the dread of the lost warlocks
Gone like the flame of non-existence with a blast of air.
No one is finally a liar, in the deepest calumny
Is buried a truth that only wished to be.
FROM IN MEMORY OF HER, 2004, 2008
Categories:
calumny, analogy, angst, appreciation, education,
Form:
Sonnet
I am African, I affirm that i am Original African
untainted, unblenched, unsoiled.
I am African,
with all the dignity of the first human.
unashamed, unbowed, undaunted. I am African.
unique, culturally so.
I am from the people whose origin birthed all others,
the first creatures of Earth.
I am African,
Boldly I declare,
with this strength and sinews affirming,
though they obscure my origin with fabrication,
and contorted the fact with lies,
Yet, my spirit aligning with the truth undeniable, I am African.
Though the glare of calumny opposes,
and unvoiced spite rent my melanin,
I stand unfettered declaring, I am African.
unrestricted traversing the globe,
from this climes to India,
I carry beauty across continents
sowing seeds everywhere.
I bore the heat unblenched.
I retain the goodness of Gold.
This sun does not affright.
it leaves no particles with the scourge.
When you see me touring the Land with strength,
Remember,
I am African.
Categories:
calumny, africa, age, appreciation, beautiful,
Form:
Blank verse
LVI Elapsed October 17th's Bore Witness To A Girl Born With True Grit
Tuss ben big goo me newt to write
and how though trite
thine complex edifice immersed in spite
which doth nobody any good RIGHT
hence hie exerted effort
from within this quite
mindful sib bull ling to detach himself from his own plight
and fashion attempt (however feeble)
to complete before this night
a communique (my apologies if thee cognition strikes thee
with dumbfounded hard to comprehend patois),
but perchance a mite
bit of the following - dashed off in a huff - epistle sheds light
on ceasing to ignore yourself (envious
of yar fierce sticktowithiveness) scaling height
of apprehension (more insurmountable than
natural mountain peak, versus taking flight
and shuttering ye out of my humdrum life (orchestrated
with mild sax and violins), yea not mooch to excite
but, this effort pressing fingers
upon select keys eventually generated a byte
size message sent via FIOS fiber optic and mostly airtight.
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Tis with great difficulty birthday cheer proffered, when psyche still stung
by lash of acrimouny, calumny, effrontery, finality rung
humility indelicacy,...zealotry as if spoken with glee from your tongue.
unwise to sustain estrangement caws
each of us imperfect, aye kin attest mine past awash with flaws,
and admit crushing impact felt from others, especially late Zison inlaws
but, now yearly occasion of your birth opportunistic
despite being annexed by anxiety based on uncertain laws
sans human behavior, how ye might respond,
me owning modest kudos buffer as oopahs
to risk brokering a detente (which avoidance
toward thee) undermines cumulative, endearing hur rahs
visited times gone by,
which recent past found me unstoppably gurgling
invariably vibrating uvulas
(yes, ja probably forgot, this bro' born
a mutant Ninja Turtle) xy awes,
Categories:
calumny, beautiful, celebration, courage, dedication,
Form:
Ode
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
religious state
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
superseded
fulfilled
Yahweh refers to the proper name of God
"WHO AM"
12172011
Categories:
calumny, family, people, religion, work,
Form:
Acrostic
LOOK OUT, IT'S GETTING DARK
Look out, itís getting dark
Time never strode
Viciously before
Treachery, torment
And unleashed lust
Demonstrated route-march
Even at broad day light
Look out, itís getting dark.
Daughter has not reached home
Look out ÖÖÖÖ.
Clutches of evil
So visible, virulent
Brutish libertines
Clung in air embodied
Tender child
She is not at home
Look out-
Sharp beaked vultures
Incorporeal
Invisible,
They flap wings,
Ugly luring of tongue
Resounding rhythm
Vagrant beasts roam, grunting.
Celestial bodies, guardian angels
Keep eyes shut
Look outÖÖÖÖ
Way side brooks
Bogs lay bare
Ferocious shades in darkness
Fireballs roll from gut to throat-
Dispassionate halogen lamps
Hostile streets concealing
Treacherous holes
And ferocious bipeds to pounce
On pray.
Itís dark
As dark as the Black Angel
Our daughter-
Look outÖÖÖÖ.
A wail on wings of wind
A choked scream-
Nauseating odour swells in air
A shadow at the rear end
Of St. Joan street.
Stage sets of a trap pit
Scary shades, bitter fruits
Of calumny, distressing.
Arresting with claws
The black scorpion stings
Prey shivering in fear, disgust
Flames, flesh burning
A self immolation
Crumbling down to ashes.
Our daughter
Look out-
Itís dark
As dark as Black Hole
Devilís stake
Charred body-
My cherub
My blood-
She is not at home.
Night spreads heavy shroud
Over our dreams.
A death knell mourning
Slovenly
Crushing life
Our life
Categories:
calumny, passion, dark, dark,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Judas’ Carrion
Gossiping in such a furtive manner
Determined to raise success’ banner
Murmuring eloquently in the dark
Calumny where there’s no spark,
In the coven of conspiracy gather
Passing the Cup of Hate to another
Greedily imbibing to quench thirst
Competing to see who wins first....
To the contrary, let God be blessed:
He’s not with limitations distressed
When from another we plan to steal
To the affected He plans to heal!!
JM
19th Nov’ 2013
Categories:
calumny,
Form:
Couplet
Come Friends, from all the quarters come
From mountain and from sea
And harken to the ancient drum
That beats at Avebury
The wren that sings, the bees that hum
The bard beneath the tree
Come Fellows, from the east and west
In all your finery
In cloaks and crowns of oak leaves dressed
In friendliness to see
The folk most beautiful and blessed
Who come to Avebury
Come Maidens, from the northern towns
All giggling with glee
From villages across the downs
And south of Salisbury
With roses woven in your crowns
To dance at Avebury
Come Wizards wise and Witches, bring
Your highest mystery
Your kindness and imagining
The best that we can be
And we shall from one spell sheet sing
For love of Avebury
Come Fools and Poets, with your words
And choose them carefully
Some words are but for beasts and birds
And Gods use poetry
No calumny or throwing turds
(I duck!) at Avebury
Come Ancestors, who would observe
The way your legacy
Is in the safest hands to serve
That which will come to be
For purposes beyond the curve
Of earth and Avebury
Come Little Children, laugh and play
Come running wild and free
Around and round the stones today
And home in time for tea
For nothing can forever stay
At lovely Avebury
Come Gods and Goddesses, as one
As one, and two and three
As all the stars and moon and sun
Of myth and history
And all the energies that run
Around this Avebury
Come Butterflies, in colours bright
And flowers for the bee
Come larks that fly the summer light
And fluffy clouds that flee
The longest day and shortest night
Today at Avebury
Come Lovers old, and Lovers young
To lie beneath the tree
And drown in honey and be stung
By love as by a bee
For all the sweetest songs are sung
By love at Avebury
Come Minstrels, and the Bards of Old
Who did, from memory
Tell all the tales that must be told
Of sacred king and tree
And alchemy, aye, there’s the gold
And truth of Avebury
Come, Ending of my endless rhyme
Come walk away with me
All poets become fools in time
But oh, the things we see
The silly, secret, and sublime
At sacred Avebury
Come, All of Us, together come
(‘Together come!’ Hee, hee!)
And harken to the ancient drum
That beats at Avebury
The wren that sings, the bees that hum
The bard beneath the tree
© Gail Foster 16th June 2023
Categories:
calumny, celebration, england, friendship, happiness,
Form:
Rhyme
DECEITA
Oh what a circus, what a show!
The United States Senate has gone to town
Over the selection of a judge to the Supreme Court
They’ve all gone crazy
And there’s none who can do it with such self righteousness
Falling over themselves to get
All the hypocrisy right
They couldn’t let it happen
It had to be changed
Couldn’t have a Judge with constitutional belief
That could ruin all their Utopian plans
Must arrange his removal
Ran around looking for somebody who
Would accuse - old answer there all the time
Destroyed reputation in view
And as for facts and veracity
They never invited them in
They found a martyr, who’d represent all the suffering
of her sex
Nulling basics of evidence and truth
The end justifying the means
Cry now for the Constitution
The truth is no longer objective
With accusations wild
And with no evidence
They found him guilty
He’s deemed defective
Cry now for Lady Justice
Assumed innocence holds no longer
We have a victim now
And he the assailant
No need for witnesses
Calumny is stronger
Categories:
calumny, political, satire,
Form:
Lyric
Talking about other people can hurt you and them
Even if you meant no harm
You could be guilty of a serious sin called, “calumny.”
If you believe the negative reports you hear about others without verifying the facts
You will be guilty of rash judgment
False reports contributed to Jesus’ condemnation and death
Having suffered from them
One can imagine that Jesus takes a dim view of calumny and rash judgment
“Detraction”
Another serious sin that involves disclosing someone’s faults or misdeeds to listeners who didn’t know about them
Without an objectively good reason
Such a disclosure almost always impacts a reputation
Rather than risk hurting someone or sinning yourself
Follow grandma’s wise advise “If you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all.”
Categories:
calumny, christian, devotion, faith, god,
Form:
Light Verse
Piece by piece, I was slowly betrayed..
All because you whittled, our love away.
Will my heart ever heal as I try to move on?
With a spurious smile, I pretend to be strong.
Haven't you hurt me enough, will it ever end?
Spreading calumny, with every passing of a friend!
I may not have been perfect but, I never did to you..
All the lasciviousness you put our marriage through.
I am a good person, with a faithful heart.
Lord, vindicate me as I try to make a fresh start.
Categories:
calumny, lost loveme,
Form:
Light Verse
I am a Victim,
Lured by mascara, and by a pretext piety
Induced through lust by immoral vermin
I am a Victim
Blindfold through cunnings to fest on a plowed field,
“Whore scammed”, trapped in a net by the conspiracy of a blemished womanhood
I am a Victim,
Decoyed through the bait of an illusion to nurse the wound of another.
Oh! The Desdemona from whose path I avoided avowal
I am a victim,
Of marriage in Freetown, the offer of credit in dowry.
And the sharer chokes hastily by licentious and libidinous overwhelm.
I am a Victim,
Of a venomous revenge of a late marriage,
The brunt, the consequence of many abandoned lovers lurking still to watch my shame.
I am a victim,
Hauled from far off climes to be used, dumped after use
Suspended in the gale to fulfil an ambition.
I am a victim,
Of a clandestine unanimity of an unbroken vow,
Lust feigned for friendship dictates and plotted through covert text, my fall their aim
I am a victim
Of the conspiracy of “Exes” plotted by the bed lure,
Of hasty overturn to conceal the fraud by a blinded jury
I am a victim,
Defrauded, demonized, humiliated and ridiculed.
A bespectacled gargoyle masked the visages in the loss
I am a victim
They couldn't find in this clime, but must take a trip to seek,
and by secret oath through the court, concealed from affinity save one
I am a victim,
Semen sapped by a desperation to escape a stigma of nature,
And a sorrowing reflection of an impostor on my innocent seed
I am a victim
By revenges of many woes, still waited to plow on a stranger’s lap
Whose seed was taken through anger for mere gain,
I am a victim,
Bore the spatter of grim loss to a burying place and have since never ceased
I am a victim
Of this highest ambition in the vanity fair,
Ousted when a sincere investment was well worn by trickery
I am a victim
of their jeer, of a collective calumny of their bed tattling
of the usurping of fatherhood, of their banter and this grim gaunt wearied
I am a victim,
A reflective victim of conscience.
Of a story not fully told
Categories:
calumny, abuse, death, depression, divorce,
Form:
Burlesque
As the falling rain,
prepares the earth, for the future crops,
Sorrows, showering on the heart
prepare and mellow it,
for the sowing of the seeds of wisdom,
perfecting the mind, and
gladdening the heart.
Clouds darken the earth,
but to cool and to fructify.
Grief like clouds,
shadow the heart,
to prepare it for nobler things.
Sorrow, the hour of reverence,
death knell blow to shallow sheer,
the ribald yest,
the cruel calumny.
Sorrows soften heart with sympathy,
enriching the mind with thoughtfulness,
the real collection of it,
being the fructification of mind,
when the sorrows pass away.
Categories:
calumny, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Another man
Another plan
Hung on a
Godforsaken tree
One dread kiss
And then
Was this
Eternal calumny
How bitter
Seems the glitter
Of dark silver
Simony
No shining glory
In this story
Just shame and death
For all to see
In the daylight
And with hindsight
Could not there
Light and mercy be
For it was writ
This would be it
That all these things
Would come to be
The portrayal
Of his betrayal
Haunts our own
Humanity
No kudos
For poor Judas
Only lonely
Ignominy
by Gail
Categories:
calumny, betrayal, bible, destiny, easter,
Form:
Rhyme