Best Common Law Poems
Sweet Talkers of the Devil
Reptiles in human suits are the true sweet talkers of the devil,
and are well known among the various societies in our world
as slick, sleek actors who fancy the breaking of common law
virtues by their actions in supporting ungodly acts of a real
form of reprehensible separatism that opposes all that is right
and true under God’s eyes in civilized human society.
These malefic actors are the perfect humanoid reptiles for
spreading their surreptitious message of greater autonomy
in the world as they seek to divide and conquer all people
in human societies with their notion and true intention of
setting back the real, hard-earned historical progress that
mankind has achieved over the centuries that have been
marked by war, strife, prejudice, tyranny, nonsense, and
utter debauchery.
What’s at stake you might ask? Think of the implications
of the negative actions proffered and foisted upon all
innocent people worldwide. Think about all the progress
mankind has achieved over the centuries while having to
confront and to defeat the uncanny forces of deception,
darkness, and true evil.
Beware of the Sweet Talkers of the Devil!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 1, 2021 (Narrative)
Categories:
common law, allegory, evil, extended metaphor,
Form:
Narrative
Law began by living,
locomotion meeting the rails of electric rainfall,
Consequence coursing through interconnected crossbeams
making all form fruit of the first & final recipe,
one great statute spawned from the storm
billowing from Divinity's genius,
everything in the Universe existing to produce,
get busy, get bounce'n, grow wild & now,
receive with wisdom and take as thieves humbled by offering,
the original impulse from a manic God
pregnant from androgonous purpose,
a trillion movements in a single start, a fanatic for feral smarts,
stagnation anethema to the spectacular suspense of survival,
Natural Rights were for me
the moment my blood became mine, became a wet warlord
exerting presence in the wide open wrestle of Universe,
God the shadow & weight of my spark,
the window & scene of my good gumption, of my dusty dream,
self defense a mandate from the magistrate of my heritage,
freedom of expression an obligation humming from ancestors'
anniverseries applauded along the Appain Way headed
not towards Rome but forward to a higher home of honor,
a Law unto myself I am,
eating from the spines of lions,
sleeping atop pyramids built by a billion bones unbroken by battle,
afternoons auction affection for my amusement with discount
and the nights nudge nightmares asunder
with the release of red lightning
spelling the name of Creation in raw neon, breathtaking breakdown,
a script scribbled by a hand having the blueprint of dirt in it's fingernails,
I appeal to Adam, attest in favor of aggression's willpower,
to Eve I beseech, testify to the severity & sanction of self confidence,
let us smash all false law that stands as a wall to our fulfillment,
smack the eggshell of Man's authoritarian angst,
waking into a world of wakeful worries, confined by Common Law, U.C.C.,
walking through waves ment to wreck the arrogant
with a constitution inked by nerves electrified
by entertaining the urgency of a rampaging God,
thought of the great expanse thumping thoroughly through
the expeditions my expectations encounter,
black static undulating around the blue bulb of my brain,
sparks of ultimate consciousness mothering marks of miracles
in the becoming of birthright,
J.A.B.
Categories:
common law, adventure, universe,
Form:
Epic
Mary Ann had a boyfriend that she
gave affection and great loyalty.
Since the age of sixteen
no one else had she seen
but she wanted more at thirty-three!
Her boyfriend, of course, had it made
since regularly, he would get laid.
So excuses he gave
when Mary Ann would rave
about marriage. . . and unwed they stayed.
Getting pregnant was her coup d'etat
when she said, “You will soon be a pa!”
She said, “Furthermore, Bruce,
I don’t need an excuse.
In my mind we’re a pair - common-law!”
For Black Eyed Susan's Excuses Poetry Contest
Categories:
common law, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
I am not retired, I am too young
And too broke with too many dreams,
I have promises I did not make hung
Around my neck, and often screams
At my potential to go ahead
But every thing I touch lies dead.
I paid my dues and went to school
Did it all right supporting common law
While gatekeepers invisible made the rule
Building walls and growing claw
It's not my fight for material right
I am better at watching hawks in flight.
I'm better at letting words seed my brain
With images of trees, a fight is worth more
For eternal things, even in the siorm of pain
That in the lonely night cries on the shore
Like waters in the wind. Water makes roots
But dead branches make no fruits
Categories:
common law, on work and working,
Form:
Verse
This economic uncertainty under a radical communist agenda
has taken its direction from China because the W,H,O clearly stated
that another lock down would damage the health of a nation
Many small businesses family run, will never reopen fact
doctors refuse to see patients only over the phone
the list of violations where health is concerned draws a different picture
Many lawsuits are coming down the line for these poor governmental policies
which have created division and death amongst us
They have separated many by publishing false narrative
with manipulated figures to suit an agenda almost transparent
people are sick listening to lies used to remove basic freedoms and human rights
State run lawlessness has broken every moral law to suit their corrupt souls power hungry has poisoned many of them to even oppose this subject
bullies of the worst nature have created pockets of hate pushing for submission
Taking away a persons right to work and provide for their families
every law they have passed goes against democracy and the basic principles and laws of a nation state, or social group that determine the powers and duties of the government and guarantee certain rights to the people in it
common law has the right to arrest those in charge of this corrupt body
which in control is driven by power against the creed
Categories:
common law, abuse, betrayal, conflict, corruption,
Form:
Narrative
Confinement is too much of an excuse
while the papers are spread across the table.
The phone rings:
It is the Boston Massacre.
Those are funny words when even here,
even at this time of wind,
overuse is deadly in the wheat germ.
Mice droppings show evidence
that the wheat is defiled.
Be careful, she said,
Be careful of the worms that drill inside.
The cat knows;
she is wise and stretches.
Words connected in my brain
are tenuous indeed,
ephemeral.
Read them and you will know my
building blocks
all scattered across the floor
as my papers are scattered now.
Put the right words in the search box
and you will find me.
Try it.
Lay down the common law,
and unroll it like an old rug
once stored and forgotten.
(What am I doing here in this cold
and desolate winter?)
Feed me building blocks of amino acids,
the healing of the wound.
Comfort me.
Categories:
common law, imagery, introspection, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
(In a 19th-century legal judgment studied by all who
learn the English common law, Sturges v. Bridgeman,
the court found in favour of a "nice" doctor over a
"common" manufacturer, for reasons of pure snobbery.)
The Candyman Can’t
Some legal battles have the power to thrill,
while others never have, and never will.
Some touch on human themes which really matter,
and some do not. We’re dealing with the latter.
This present case is hardly OJ Simpson:
it lacks dramatic shape, and simply limps on
listlessly, with abstruse reasoning,
no sex or violence to give it seasoning.
One Mister Bridgman manufactures sweets,
in premises where Wigmore crosses/meets
its neighbour, Wimpole. Eighteen seventy-nine
of our salvation, two lives intertwine
when Doctor Sturges takes consulting rooms
around the corner. Disagreement looms,
for Bridgman’s grinding, pounding candy line’s
destroying Sturges’ peace, fragging his mind.
The law of nuisance really is quite funny.
It says, “he did you harm? Well, here’s some money”.
What if you’d rather dodge the damage, and
defer the dollars? How to countermand
the duty-breach-then-damages regime?
Suppose we interpose a better scheme?
Instead of “you must suffer, he must pay”,
we stop the harm? The problem goes away!
This ruse is known as “equity”. It functions
by granting prior relief (they’re called injunctions).
So Sturges stemmed stentorian sweetie sounds
by order of the court, and Bridgman found
his business gagged and bound by hoops of steel,
for no good reason. What to do? Appeal!
(For thus advise the lawyers. Such affairs
drag on for years. The lawyers? They get theirs!)
Said Bridgman: “I’ve been cranking out jujubes
for decades now. It’s all gone down the tubes
because some quack dislikes the earnest hum
of my devices. Why, then, did he come
to Wimpole Street? He wants tranquility?
Go hang his shingle in Highgate Cemetery!
I have a remedy for Doctor Sturges:
it’s swallowing his antimony purges!”
But Bridgman lost. One cannot help but feel
that making toffee wasn’t quite genteel
enough. Their Lordships said behaviour
that’s unacceptable around Belgravia
can find a home in Bermondsey. The latter
has lots of lowly types. It doesn’t matter
if they have noisome noise, and have to live
in filthy fumes – for they’re not sensitive.
Categories:
common law, london,
Form:
Couplet
“You’re a daisy if you do.”
Doc Holliday
ITs THREE O CLOCK AND ITs O K
the local joke
a triple homicide
in thirty seconds
can see pale faces
through the coffin glass ~
too many face consequences
Wyatt, Morgan, Virgil, Doc Holliday,
spray bullets and jargon
at the famed Cowboys
Billy Clanton, Tom and Frank McLaury ~
pushing up daisies
buried at Boot Hill
it’s grave
Holliday and the Earps
will have to answer
for their fame
Big Nose Kate, the local prostitute
slept with Doc
and Sheriff Wyatt had his common law
wife - she kept her life private ~
Tombstone, Arizona infamous!
3/9/2023
Categories:
common law, conflict,
Form:
Light Verse
Twelve
townsmen,
just and true-
common law on
view
The Jury by John Morgan
Perhaps Aylesbury's most famous painting
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:The_Jury_by_John_Morgan.jpg
Categories:
common law, art, people, places
Form:
Ekphrasis
No illegal search and seizure
Says amendment Number Four
Probable cause necessary
Before we break down your door.
The warrant spells out what they search,
Describing things they will seize.
So hide them where you know they won’t
Go to the judge, and say, “Please.”
Number Five’s an uncommon gem
It says we won’t take your life
Without due process of the law,
Or by talking to your wife.
Testimony from yourself, and
Oh, yeah, double jeopardy,
Will never be responsible
For removing liberty.
We will not take your property
For a bridge or a highway.
Not without compensating you
But, please, stay out of the way.
We’ll never pay you what it’s worth,
Nor what the market will bear.
We shall pay you what we think’s right
And so what if it’s not fair?
So now we come to Number Six:
Speedy trial for you and me.
Impartial juries we will have
‘Less the press first runs the story.
We will inform you of the crime
They think you have committed.
And let you confront eyewitness
And a lawyer, not dim witted.
So here we are, now at Seven,
But this one’s kind of dicey.
It’s about the common law,
And the cost of controversy.
The courts have set some precedents
From the beginning to this year
So put this one from your mind, but
Don’t let lawyers know your fear.
Punishment cruel, or excessive
Is listed in Number Eight.
High bails and fines not imposed
Except in a crime of hate.
This allows a sentence of death
When combined with Number Five.
So, while stoning is a no, no.
Injection can take your life.
The rights for you, herein displayed
Shall not be the only item.
Number Nine says it right clear
Other rights are not denied ‘em.
This simply means, to you and me,
We’re somewhat free, to a point.
Beware of our society
For they say no to that joint.
This now brings us to Number Ten
About powers left on the rack.
If it’s not stated by this doc
States, and people, take up the slack.
The constitution delegates
Power to the three branches.
But if they overstep these bounds
Beware election chances.
Categories:
common law, confusion, education, funny, history,
Form:
Free verse
Reptiles in human suits are the true sweet talkers of the devil,
and are well known among the various societies in our world
as slick, sleek actors who fancy the breaking of common law
virtues by their actions in supporting ungodly acts of a real
form of reprehensible separatism that opposes all that is right
and true under God’s eyes in civilized human society.
These malefic actors are the perfect humanoid reptiles for
spreading their surreptitious message of greater autonomy
in the world as they seek to divide and conquer all people
in human societies with their notion and true intention of
setting back the real, hard-earned historical progress that
mankind has achieved over the centuries that have been
marked by war, strife, prejudice, tyranny, nonsense, and
utter debauchery.
What’s at stake you might ask? Think of the implications
of the negative actions proffered and foisted upon all
innocent people worldwide. Think about all the progress
mankind has achieved over the centuries while having to
confront and to defeat the uncanny forces of deception,
darkness, and true evil.
Beware of the Sweet Talkers of the Devil!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 1, 2021 (Narrative)
Categories:
common law, allegory, extended metaphor, introspection,
Form:
Narrative
Premiered at The Red Wheelbarrow Comedy Roost,
Marlton , NJ – 6/18/2009
ACT 1
Birmingham Grace
Dark Stockings
Muse
Same Drop of Rain
In Other Words
Blacksmith’s Lament
ACT 2
Silhouette
Oral Sex
Silent Siren
Dangerous Cargo
All I Can Do
Sleeping
Dreaming of You
Beaumains in the Wilderness
ACT 3
Indian Summer
David and Bathsheba
Pennsylvania Fieldstone
Common Law Proposal
Somethin’ Right
Categories:
common law, allegory, marriage,
Form:
List
England my England is everything to me,
From the greenest of it’s pastures,
protected by the sea,
To good old London town,
Which will never let you down.
It’s from here the lion roars,
Ever so loudly,
where you can walk,
in the footsteps of Heroes,
proudly.
From the people it has Bred,
to the writers we have read,
With a constitution made by common law,
It’s a living breathing entity created to ensure,
that our freedom and our rights are not usurped.
A land of common Sense and decency,
Where people live in harmony,
Extending help to one another,
whether stranger or brother,
Believing all have a right,
to a stupid point of view,
And would fight for that right,
in defense of you.
This country of ours, is a land of peace and grace,
England puts a smile, smack upon your face,
so if you add it all together,
and despite inclement weather,
there’s no better place, your weary head to rest,
and why England to all of us,
is the greatest and the best.
Categories:
common law, community, england, freedom,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
(11/2/11)
This is the first day of your new life
This is the day you chose to be his wife.
You both feel that your love is strong enough
That a marriage you could share
And for each other you would always be there.
A marriage are vows that are made to each other
That you will always “ love one another”.
You say you will love each other until death do you part
Is it what you feel? Is it really in your heart?
The vows of marriage has changed drastically
Marriage is not - what it used to be.
Fear of the unknown has changed the way you think
Six out of ten marriages are now on the brink.
Living common law is now the new rage
They don’t want to feel like they’re
Locked up in a cage.
It’s easy to walk away from a relationship
If there are no vows.
And if there’s any children, they’ll survive somehow.
We don’t need a marriage certificate to
Have a sexual affair.
We can change partners, and different beds we can share.
This is the thinking of the youth of today
All our teachings and values have all gone astray.
Categories:
common law, love, marriage, day, love,
Form:
Rhyme
England my England is everything to me,
From the greenest of it’s pastures,
protected by the sea,
To good old London town,
Which will never let you down.
It’s from here the lion roars,
Ever so loudly,
where you can walk,
in the footsteps of Heroes,
proudly.
From the people it has Bred,
to the writers we have read,
With a constitution made by common law,
It’s a living breathing entity created to ensure,
that our freedom and our rights are not usurped.
A land of common Sense and decency,
Where people live in harmony,
Extending help, to one another,
whether stranger or brother,
Believing all have a right,
to a stupid point of view,
And would fight for that right,
in defense of you.
This country of ours, is a land of peace and grace,
England puts a smile, smack upon your face,
so if you add it all together,
and despite inclement weather,
there’s no better place, your weary head to rest
And why England to all of us ,
Is the greatest and the best
Categories:
common law, destiny, england,
Form:
Verse