Best Categorical Poems
She is
just a woman
when more than all the things
she can, she stands by her man...That's
God’s plan.
06 June 2015
NOTE: The above is not a categorical statement of the author. Surely there are some situations which make the above impossible, like the presence of abuse in any form, or concubinage. I know people are in various situations...I do not purport to push my ideas without considering some exceptions at the risk of looking like someone talking from a moral high ground. There's a real world out there after all, the horrific realities of some can only be imagined by those of us who are fortunate enough. It is just my opinion that under normal condition, a woman with that kind of conviction, together with her man, will have laid the foundation of a strong family unit.
On the day after Jesus’ death, on Preparation Day,
Which was when the Jews removed yeast from bread,
That was to be eaten like clockwork on the Saturday,
When the Jews were ruminating on if the events lead,
To their extinction and diminution, their downfall,
In Israel’s land so advanced for its time and place,
By their argument with the government categorical,
Over whether to redirect taxation onto Jesus’ face.
So the chief priests and the pharisees’ political party,
Got together then and discussed with great thought,
What policy to suggest to Pilate and with what clarity,
To maintain the normal state, to keep what they’d got;
They said, When Jesus was living he claimed he’d arise,
From the dead, so his disciples will engineer this fate,
They will steal his body but report to the people his eyes,
Are alive, and that he is awake. Please tell us how to wait?
So Pilate ordered these upholders of the government realm,
To put their soldiers on guard duty and secure the tomb,
As best they could, and they obeyed and took the helm:
So they sealed the stone and posted a guard, so no womb.
But they didn’t count on a massive big terrifying earthquake,
Whilst the two Mary’s were gazing upon the tomb, cold,
Which they took advantage of by the movement horrific,
Of the stone being shaken, deserting its grounded hold.
The two Mary’s faces alit, they smiled broadly with hope,
And jumped up, using the force of the quake to stand,
And pushed with all their strength the stone and could cope,
Because the quake at one point favoured their hand.
The soldier guard was humiliated and didn’t was to admit,
To his failure to prohibit anyone from removing the stone,
Allowing the body to be made into nothing, cremated, lit,
So he said nothing happened to Pilate in a very serious tone.
a sudden Bonanza viz sexual abuse among
faux Green Acres within Mayberry RFD
now spells showtime for The Avengers, Batman
and Robin to Get Smart
take to heart (what haint no new bob bing beast),
those perpetrators to forsake their Good Times
yet, who determines what constitutes, and how to differentiate
mere kibitzing from unwanted overtures
though most people would concur when
definitive, tangible, verbal assault occurs,
spoiling future Happy Days, yet numerous incidents (ass hide
from clear cut serious offences indeed)
rather when details appear nebulous, sketchy, vague,
et cetera defy categorization, giving benefit of doubt to
females or males in question claiming harrassment,
especially when minors testify as adults, asper
major gross indignties (such as pedofilia, date,
incestuous, statutory rape, sodomy,
et cetera committed), that occurred years or decades ex post facto
sans molestation, said time delayed contention
must be taken at face value without fail informing
a jury retroactive justice must be must be handed down
to the accuser blatantly, flagrantly, flaunting illegality,
hence fair sentence accordingly adjudicated
insync decreed capital crime abrogated child welfare,
defiling and permanently affecting emotional well being
of said underage youths, as best one
to compensate aggrieved subjects must purge
abominable categorical imperative
asper deliberate wanton (I soup pose), tricked, mislead,
forced to participate unwillingly
risking mental, physical and spiritual health of innocent kid
imposing unforgivable, horrible, execrable misdeeds
irrevocably damaging Lassie or laddie,
which indelibly foisted battering, whereby
even Doctor Marcys Welby M.D. unable to mend
condemning sufferer to psychological Mash pit
triggering Maude lin while Knot's Landing flooded.
Bitterness
She secluded in her room to relish her ritual
A bracing cup of tea she concocted with the little available
Emitted an audible sigh routinely abysmal
Sank into elongate meditation,nothing abnormal
The ethical doddering lady had long been achingly critical
Of our unequivocal iniquity and detestable
Of societal homosexual unions categorical
Carnage on behalf of God intolerable
The over-the-hill lady once,to meet her approval
Bid her relatives to benefit her corpse a decent burial
Abstain from grieving and weeping on her funeral
Rather deplore their destiny tediously controversial
She couldn't bemoan a life where survival
Echoes with betrayal,bribery and pronounced scandals.
Abdelwaheb Dhaou.
A sphere full of great celebrated life has ended a tyrant’s time. Oppression opened up there once shut eyes. So much Dredd passed through the doors of their time. A strong willed person finally had stepped up with an aggressive thought. A vulgar attempt to restore humanity was sought. As things got worst hostility and bitterness was taught. People battered and blooded in the street. No one ever thought this would be what humanity would meet.
A hard scorn from a once proud and devastated age. Nobody will forget or even have the need to turn the page. She now witnesses the sign of disbelief in many sorrowful eyes. Why must life be packed full of lies? How many dies in the eyes of the people who cries? A melancholic way gives her less, and heavyhearted seen grief has startled on bye. The second is now to give into a greater notion. Understanding was so masked by troubled brainwashed erosion. It is the moment for affirmative action to be jelled. Categorical carnage will no longer be upheld.
Aim was taken on many eves. So many witness honor among thieves. Even though the people were arrested by an authoritative oppression. Courage can accumulate into a winning obsession. A late transition is what scares the other side. They see life in their own way instead of letting others having a say on how to change the day. A satisfying revolution is her demeanor and her mission. This will be an all-out successful transition.
No longer will so many live in sorrow. Due to a grief stricken tomorrow. Powerhouse truism tests those with passion. The strategy is set to take reinforced action. Mindful distaste gave her the right to not be intimidated and be able to see. The blue like marble we inhabit is now a liberated democracy. A recognizable government is now here. Now terrorism is our only fear, but does not with hold any liberty we were told. Her speaking out brought a return to humble beginning of the old. The people now have an advanced nation to withhold.
A walking cradle
A scaffold
Just support
Underpinnings are cushions of support.
We exacerbate to defeat negative thoughts.
We want success because this soothes our words.
Impaired from those that know how to hinder when moving forward, is a liaison to destroy.
A philosophical standard is not atypical.
This provides acumen and vision.
A walking cradle
Your framework
Empowered to join in a cause
A platform to stand on is that designed to level up.
Your thinking encounters more knowledge.
Edifice so large, that organization is a network.
Associate positive environment.
Correlate your roller deck.
Connect your mind to solidarity.
The structure is in order to induce the luring of optimistic tools.
To progress, becomes categorical.
Firm uncompromising unconditional
Absolute your milieu unlimitedly!
Cultivate your own means.
Flourish breed
A walking cradle
A new school
Promulgated!
A business man called Frederic travelled all the world searching the answer for the emptiness he felt very deep inside him. One day he heard about a wise man that live at the top of a mountain. He made the arrangements to meet the guru. Once, he arrived to the place, he started to climb to the mountain to reach the top and ask the questions that had in his mind for many years and still searching for the answers that will soothe his soul.
Frederic greeted the guru known as Sri Aadhrya. He was living in the mountain for more than twenty years. Visited by politicians, actors and professionals. Frederic asked the guru if they return for a second consultation. The answer was a categorical no. Frederic was very surprised with the answer received. The guru asked Frederic what he wants to know. Frederic thought for many minutes the question he was going ask. With great security in him he make the question to the guru.
Why I am not happy with myself? I am the CEO of a very important company, have a mansion as a house, a very expensive car, a wife that looks like a stunning model. However, I do not feel happy. Sadness is my secrete companion. The guru looked to Frederic at the eyes and said to him: an executive position, a wealthy status, a luxury car or a gorgeous partner not are synonyms of happiness. They are complements to your life. Annoyed with the answer, Frederic departed without saying goodbye.
Ten years later, Frederic came back to the mountain to see the guru. When reached the most highest part of the mountain, he met the guru for a second time. The guru asked to Frederic how was his life during the last decade. Frederic without hesitating told to the guru that he discovered after visited him that happiness begins with you, but he did not found the way to return and tell the truth discovered until that day. The guru smiled, since Frederic was the first one to return back and accept the truth.
The End
Nayda Ivette
12-25-2015
In the merry fields we rove
our symbols splattered with guts
throughout the live long day trip
access keys posted with must
A nonchalant drifters tone arrives
encircled with categorical number chant
Dreary and droning the supplanted might
so geometrically bound, our flag of flight
But then to purchase
is to provide
like a lust ritual
with nothing to hide
Undenying i cannot hold tongue
for those who seek and torment
eclipsed in the mildew articial
like plastic patrons of disease
So twisted my gumshoe to pedal
unable to erase wallpaper medals
with all your pride catapults melting
what chatter past will seagull slide?
He’d a fetish feline without doubt
so did Tom, his sick mania flout
make phantasmagorical
a new categorical
and then Andrew did let the cat out.
Twas a bargain at just half the price
Nunn and Weber made Memory nice
blending words of a poet
with some music to show it
to find lightning can sometimes strike twice.
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1/3/2021
How Many Syllables
Call It Anything But What It Is
By Elton Camp
In talking or writing, it’s become illicit
To use a plain term if it is too explicit
“Adult entertainment” is better than ****
A “bun in the oven” if baby’s to be born
Please use “ample proportions” not fat
Or “full bodied” is even better than that
“Powder your nose” if a lady must pee
“Remains” is just a dead body you see
“Surreptitious entry” if a thief breaks in
Use “imbibe” for drinking a lot of gin
“Revenue enhancement” is a tax that’s new
But “armed intervention” when war’s to do
“Comfort woman” slyly names a prostitute
“Batting for the other side” for a guy too cute
A “categorical inaccuracy” is nothing but a lie
And for a wrinkle, “character line” please try
It’s “collateral damage” when innocents die
“Disinformation” is another name for a lie
But using other words the facts to disguise
Can also be yet another way to tell cruel lies
CLINICAL.
I,m not clinical,
anything is possible,
nursing is radical,
it blows my mind.
magical and mystical,
references unimaginable,
physical,majestical,
anatomically possible,
must be categorical,
we must find.
genetically factual,
annalistical colorful,
difficult and terminal,
phenomenally logical,
patient and kind.
Fibreglass fibre optics frame fielding farmers. Fielding farmers are not playing rounders today. They are pushing little feet into wellington boots then chasing a lone sheep whilst riding on a two ton heifer who wears a saddle and a harness with pride. Oh dutiful tulip your lips of hues are chewing the dews. Like a wheel arch covers in rain spat up from puddled ground. Puzzling puzzles protrude profusely. And passions are pausing players in a table whirl of dingbats' cafe. Number eleven is a fine wine of a diplomat but diplomats are neither delivery drivers notes nor are they noted diplomatic demonstrators demonstrating delivered deletions. Combat no cereal cake in a square cup of milk. For shaking around and around is akin to lying down on a bed of spiked cactus. Z Categorical cat cushions Z Meteorological Z at forty nine baked buns to seven bundles of bacon beaks. X
He said,
Your faith community's secularizing problem
is too much dogmatically intolerant rigidity.
You reek of green political correctness.
She replied, indefinitely concluding,
You are undoubtedly right,
our sacred opportunity
too slowly grows win/win principles
of nature/spirit indigenous integrity
We speak of blue empowerment
through green cooperative enlightenment,
Yet shun the rightwing dominant
red patriarchs
we only find useful
in regenerative beds
For flowers
and vegetables,
ornamentals
and edibles,
polyculturally designed
to follow multicultural polypaths
to notice transubstantiating co-relationships
necessarily precede healthy
rebirth wealth
Not only rising and falling daily
weekly
monthly
seasonal life
But also noticing cycles
and spirals
daily circles of rising to enlightenment
from the same dream bed
where we, in previous dark of nightfall,
fell freely unfree into disempowering
ecosytemic ego's leftbrain dominant
verbalizing either/or thoughts
and categorical labels
prickly restricting
dark box constricting
deducting power
reducing light
from free win/win green cooperative,
win/lose red competitive,
integrity of full-circle thought
feelings
Looking forward
as dawn greets greying skies
this day
and night
yet another full and emptying circle
re-imagining our win/lose dogmatic indoctrinations
into win/win indigenously organic freedoms
of integrity's vast warm green
cooperatively blue
recycling potential
To smell and taste
of refreshing cooperative
healthy political empowerment
through economically co-invested
green indigenously new/old
transubstantiating communion circles
of health/wealth thriving
compassioning enlightenment.
Christmas 2021
Making it Personal
Written: By Miracle Man
December 18, 2021
My life’s most preeminent gift,
wasn’t encompassed in a wrapped box with ribbons,
and bows, nor found neath a tree.
The greatest gift I’ve ever received,
was given to me over 2000 years ago,
in the form of a swaddling wrapped baby.
Jesus Christ was God’s gift,
and the expression of His categorical love for me.
This gift was free and there’s nothing I could/can do to earn it.
Money, good deeds, or social status
cannot procure my spot in heaven.
This gift was the expression of God’s love,
and I feel so blessed to be a witness of this love to others.
More than once Jesus has touched my life with hope, and promise,
I’m a recipient of His grace and mercy.
His love for me is a reflection of His unconditional love for all mankind,
Jesus laid down his life to purchase my freedom from sin.
My only requirement to receiving this gift of God, was acceptance,
and on August 27th 1968 I accepted this gift as my personal savior.
Since, Jesus Has Been The Reason For My Season
Happy Birthday Jesus!
Sublime countenance
categorical conscience
bliss born priors