Best Capacity Poems


The Capacity To Care

idealism floods the mind of
youth---
mixed with the naïve passions 
of a life just beginning to 
experience,
great actions can be spun out of
honesty put into 
motion---
hearts soar in the bliss of youth,
often unappreciated,
often burnt away so quick,
but there is a point that 
Mr. McCartney dabbled upon in
“Live and Let Die,”
when a life turns like spoiled milk,
when somewhere along the way
the issues of the world,
the world itself outside the small
bubble,
it no longer matters as it did once
before.

just when does the capacity to care
begin to wither?
is it the onslaught of pressures that come on
increasingly quick?
the job, the house, the significant others
coming & going,
the kids that come,  the kids that go…
are these the things that make one
stop thinking about the world outside
their little bubble?
is this the world that makes one stop
caring?

are there any real reasons that make sense
when the capacity to care dies?
does the stress of one’s individual life
somehow make it alright 
to be blind in the forest,
to see a blended, fading cloud of color
where there had once been
trees?

Does Your Desire For Freedom Exceed Your Capacity To Endure Pain

Freedom of Expression is Only Free to The Members of The Dominant Class, Race, Religion Or Segment Of Society.


For The Rest of US Payments May be made in Blood, Tears, Rights or Civil Liberties.


I am a Brother of a Different Race, Ethnicity, Color, Language and Creed, Though I Can Identify With Your Journey.


For My People Walk a Similar Road.


We have Known Slavery, Whips, Chains and the Continued Attempts to Silence Our Collective Voice(s).


This Road is Long, the Path is Steep, and the Friends willing to travel with you are Few, But I would say to be Encouraged.


You Will One Day Get There, If You Are Willing to Continue the Journey, Endure the Race, and Aim towards the Higher Calling.



Though Water, Time Zone(s), and Distance May Separate US, Know That If Your Pursuit is Positive, Intention(s) Are Honest Regarding the Freedom of All Citizens, and your Motives are Sincere and Pure, Then I Will Stand With You.


The World is Watching, Documenting and Praying For your Positive and Peaceful Resolution.




Best Regards



Paul Cumberbatch (Author, December 12, 2020)

Premium Member Compassion Capacity: Haiku

there is no ceiling
on compassionate feeling -
our hate is baseless
© Greg Gaul  Create an image from this poem.


Capacity To Love

To Love me is a choice,
and I want you to make that choice,
Aware and Free

I beg you, don't be with me to kill time.
We both deserve better
A Someone who dedicates space out of the day,
and with whom to chase dreams, experience life,
reach goals, and grow better.

I don't want us to waste precious opportunities,
just because moments are sometimes spent alone.
Silence is wholesome, don't you know?
Through it, I realized that I crave connection,
vulnerability, and empathy
For without those, I promise,
I'm really not capable of being your person.

If you're not willing to be physically, mentally
and emotionally present - to show up
If you're not ready to grow, meet your shadows,
heal your wounds and find yourself
You're not the one I want, nor the one I need

I beg you, please, don't choose to Love me
and pretend that you sometimes will,
when you really... can't

I want to Love and Be Loved
r a w
Real, and naked; Openly and proudly; Deeply and freely
With respect and care and commitment
of being a One in a Twosome

I want Love to be seen, and felt, internally
You won't even doubt it because it's Trustworthy
For I will not be a secret and neither will you
I won't accept being held back,
and neither should you

I will Love you honestly, support your journey,
stand by you, witness your growth, dive into you
Be strong when you can't,
walk next to you proudly when you move ahead,
and Love you
with all my senses

I will mirror you, be better because of you
and give all of me, genuinely, in a Flow
Mind you, though,
I want it in return, equally

I want you to choose to Love me,
when you have the Capacity to Love me
Aware and Free
Independently

Capacity

So what is allowed?
Can I rob a bank?
Kill someone?
Fall in love?
Move to Texas?
Move the couch?
Finish that floor?
Do the dishes?
Make her do the dishes?
Get to work on time?
Read to my child?
Let her read to me?
See the Alps?
Ride a camel?
Feed the dog?
Backpack across Ireland?
Join the military?
Join the rotary?
Have a beer?
Have a baby?
The question , it turns out, is not what I'm allowed.
It is exactly what I'm capable of.
I think I'll take a nap.
Who knows what's next.

Know Your Capacity

Mind is more mightier than your fleshy body 
Where it surely fixes upon ever known nobody 

May be in cerebrum or somewhere in brain 
Reside endless terabytes of facts in plain 

past recalls, present views, future plans in span 
Save in this secret niche send you back soon 

Don't obey your mind as slave to be a seriel killer 
No matter treat it as master to be a philosopher 

Progidy, telepathy, enlightenment all conceptions 
Explorations, inventions grow in human minds 

Sacrifice, love, hatred, care,creation and devotion 
Who can read what is now in your inclination 

Your powerful unseen wits makes you alive 
Once and while takes you far away deep dive 

Don't try to be an android without mind at all 
Imagine how worth you are on Earth first of all! 

                      By Swarnapali Liyanage


Trump and Mental Capacity

Trump and Mental Capacity

Then there is Trump and mental capacity;
He has been a voyeur with much veracity;
Definitely odd;
Opposed by God;
Thinks he is tough full of much tenacity.

Trump can be compulsive and obsessive;
Controlling things and being possessive;
Definitely weird,
We had feared;
Delves into stages of acting depressive.

Our analysis used was form of regressive,
Painting a picture that became expressive;
Clear and plain;
Stress and strain;
Disorder does cause desire to be impressive.

Jim Horn

After watching more TV and listening
to Corker and Tillerson comments.
Trump has tweets. I have my poems.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Capacity and Willingness

2 cups of cream cheese
1 cup of a sharp (pungent) goats cheese
1 cup of toasted hazelnuts
1/4 cup of slithered almonds
1/2 cup of cocoa
4 tablespoons vanilla
1&1/2 cups of sugar
1/4 cup of chopped dried cherries
4 tablespoons of raspberry liqueur
a  pound cake cooked in a ringed Bundt pan
3 cups of a frosting
mix ingredents together and mix until smooth and sugar is dissolved. cut bunt cake in half, and hollow parts, of it to create a space to put the cheese mixture,.
fill with chees mixture and place the top to the bottom.
frost the cake and allow the frosting to slightly harden.

How Much Capacity Is Enough

It's out there somewhere,
that marginal place where the elastic nature
of truth, reality,
the measure and fit of coffins,
baby cribs,
the doable dimensions of a a plasma screen
according to its scope, sufficiency, and relationship
to a plausible accommodation of any available space.
It’s the weight of a cut glass bowl of wine
on a rolling rowboat; anything that exceeds
an imprecise self-limiting amplitude
yet also be full or nearly so
to a hard to determine fill-line
of an existential brim or limit.
it is that overly deceptive inch, tittle, or quota,
a displacement that's great enough
to create its own capacity of
less or more.
We will know it
when the shrimp cocktail spills over
onto our dress shirt,
or when the cat starts to turn over the non-clumping clay
and silicone particles of its particular litter box
looking for where the bottom
is deep enough to cover the top.

Capacity For Audacity and Elasticity

Capacity For Audacity and Elasticity

We were trying to stretch the issue a bit
and must admit so it will fit.

Could be we came up with the capacity,
To be able to adulate all of the audacity;
When stretched,
Was Far fetched;
Evidently do encourage use of elasticity.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Contracting Out Our Storage Capacity

When were they going to tell us?
That they were thinking of contracting out our storage capacity,
With no longer need to store those unpleasant memories,
Or any awkward questions that we might still have floating around,
That might interfere with the progress of new technologies,
With fewer of our thoughts to interfere with the more sensitive equipment.

When were they going to tell us?
That research into this subject has been going on for years,
And the testing of suitable devices to move this plan forward,
Is well under way.

Why has nobody spilled the beans yet?
Maybe because it was always going to be a no brainer,
With every computer giving the same answer,
That no more money should be allocated to such a scheme,
And those who thought it up made redundant.

Did they not calculate,
The consequences of having so many brains in neutral at the same time,
Or were they just too busy calculating.
Either way I may have to rethink the value of computers
Until they too learn to be more calculating.

Could Be Capacity

Could Be New Found Capacity

Is true stick with it using my tenacity;
Encourages and increases my capacity;
Stayed in shower,
Oven an hour;
That also did expand all of my elasticity.

Jim Horn

Got to clean up for St. James Episcopal
Church Service. Priest always starts off 
with a Joke like Bush does to break the
ice. Suppose I took a sign with me that
had a bunch of ice cycles on it.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Capacity

Readiness of knowledge to let the whole world know.



dated26-12-2018

Is it a blessing?

Is it a gift or an ability,
when I play with words 
that exceeds the capacity?

Words that I use,
must be of what of quantity?
The courage that I lose,
it's like a force of gravity.

Why do I write when I only
have certain feeling?
The greater ideas in a memory
are always sinking.

I don't know whether to say to 
say this is a blessing.
Are these events taking place in 
the right setting?




















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Premium Member Such Capacity Have Humans

The human being, 
Of all God’s creatures;
Could make a utopia of Earth.

God placed the humans on Earth, 
To care for it and other creatures;
But, many care only for their own well being.

While all creatures,
Suffer at the hands of human beings;
Sadly, so does Mother Earth.

Someday perhaps, the human being will come to care for all creatures and Earth; let’s hope it’s not too late.

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