Best Concerned Poems
I was concerned for my closest mate Gus,
He had problems he needs to discuss,
It’s a woman Gus said,
It’s the one that you wed...
I’ve heard she’s been cheating on us.
they're rolling him away
in a wheelchair
down the hospital hall
out of my reach
cutting the cord
promising to bring him back
they're rolling him away
his future in their hands
leaving me in silence
alone with my fears
wallowing as i wait
with nothing but hope
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Posted on September 11, 2018
Their are certain words being said,
that many people neglect to hear.
They are often repeated many times everyday,
to me this seems kind of weird.
One of the words that concerns me,
is in fact that very word.
A word I've been hearing for so many days,
this peculiar word concerned.
On television, radio, and in conversations
everywhere I go it is said.
This peculiar word so often repeated,
it's always popping into my head?
Now that I've passed it on to you,
when you hear it, you might become concerned?
Or you could just laugh and think of me,
the listener to the worlds concern.
Danny Kearley 7-22-14
Sometime's I am not sure
If this is a case
Of being utterly, utterly
Happy,
Or if this is just
The early on-set of
Schizophrenia
GF
I’m a snowman standing on my head
built by Harry and his brother Fred,
With Just five balls of snow
two which are not on show,
Where they’ll put that large carrot I dread.
12/29/2017
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Impressed, and sit wondering
At concerns honest and serious
Of the bards blessed, in issues
Of today; Burning and appalling.
Nature laments, No, is sobbing
On its malignant bruises
Her inmate intimate infracted,
Shaming even the wildest of beasts.
Eagles, Crows ,King Fishers
And cats find no fun chasing fish
As rivers, lakes, brooks and fields
Full with prey, dead and rotten.
Who can pass by, without a hand
On the nostrils to save the self,
Through the adorned urban streets
Of esteem and mad pride !
Beyond restrictions, laws
And punishments severe are
Hooting and brawling oblivious
From even the cultured mass.
Eloquence even eliminates evils,
So would lexis sanitize souls
Submerged in self and social sins
That cause calamities callous.
Let us, bards, transmit a memo sore,
To keep water, air, plants and soil
At its form s destined for futurity,
For, we might need a breath to regret.
It seems I'm in the minority here
When it comes to what I do to pass the time
It's not all that popular anymore
To express oneself with line after line
Words carry very little weight
When pictures do the thinking for you
Imagination is a bore
When compared to what technology can do
I practice an art long forgotten
Before all that came to be
I just can't help but take in everything;
The sun, the birds, the sea
It just isn't all that interesting, what's called
"Awesome" in the modern sense
I try to be bold and say what's on my mind
And that's when feelings get tense
It's considered by most to be dull and drab
Without music to tag along
They say "what's the point of these words
If not for some catchy song?".
It seems to me no one much cares for this dying art
They say that was then and this is now - why do you still play the part?
They says its old-fashioned, outdated and archaic
But I don't wish to be just one thing, but a beautiful mosaic
A thousand jagged shards that don't mean much on their own
But somehow work together to form the greater whole
I don't ever wanna pretend
But be myself one hundred percent
From the start, to the middle, to the end
I want you to know exactly what I meant
I believe there's always something more you can say, nothing's so cut and dry
I believe when I take that leap of faith I wont drop like a stone
But spread these dusty wings and fly high
The truth is it matters very little what you're into
The key is relentless passion and tremendous drive
And if you don't have that key we can't stop right here
Just what in the world is it that makes you feel alive?
Your Concerned Friend
Wants to know...
Jesus Is Concerned About YOU!
Jesus is concerned about YOU!
The struggles you face…
the trials you’re
going through!
When trials in
life begin to arise…
Think about the love
in your father’s eyes.
With every trial…
Jesus makes a way to escape
He’s here to help you!
Never a moment too late!
When life’s problems seem so
difficult to solve…
Give them to him!
He’s there to resolve…
The future may be uncertain
in the days ahead.
But Jesus is the river of life…
And your daily bread!
By Jim Pemberton
I Am Concerned
No I am not
I am not concerned about anything
I said that to get your attention
Now that I have succeeded let’s begin
If I offend you please forgive me or not
Perhaps you should stop reading this now
It is advised to stop
There is nothing in this that merits your attention
So please stop stop
If you are continuing
I hope you have a reason
It would be unreasonable for me to be pushed to saying three stops
If you are still reading at this point
I implore you before all the stars in heaven and the local K-Mart
Stop stop stop!
There! You did it now!
You pushed me past my limits!
If you are still reading this…. I kid you not!
You might become unreasonable or disenchanted
Alarmed and lost in all the charm
If you continue on
If not, you are a lot like me
You simply cannot stop
You might even become concerned
Or not
Jesus Is Concerned About YOU!
It concerns
Jesus about YOU,
The struggles and trials you’re
going through.
When problems in
life seem to arise,
Think about the love
in your father’s eyes.
With every trial, he makes a
way to escape.
He’s here to help you…
Never too late!
When life’s problems seem so
difficult to solve,
Give them to him,
he’s there to resolve…
The future may be uncertain
in the days ahead.
Jesus is the river of life
and your daily bread…
By Jim Pemberton 11/11/17
He had a Trump sign on his front lawn.
I was concerned, so naturally I set fire to his house.
She told us that men cannot give birth,
Naturally, obviously I was concerned, upset,
and had her committed for reeducation.
He wore no mask in the restaurant,
deeply concerned, I had him thrown out.
Naturally we doxed him,
chanted ‘racist’ outside his home.
She refused to be vaccinated;
said they did not work.
of course I blew the whistle on her,
had her sacked.
We must stand together, and not tolerate
these ungrateful, reactionary malcontents.
Concerned citizens must be vigilant,
yet caring – as I am.
Tall, Strong and Bright is he,
Fair in all, and well-mannered.
Disciplined the most
Among the rest, whose
Parents would envy, though
With prayers, For they
Wished him their sons’ model!
Families do praise his merits,
Habits and Behavior,
Achievements academic
And discipline professional.
Proposals, marriage and
Professional always in wait,
Though parents are in heed,
Unlike their indifferent past.
He has a great chain of friends
Like a King planet with the
Less luminous ones around,
As in a celestial domain float.
Politics, Society, Culture and
Media await his gestures most
To add more light to lime,
For fame’s feathers fall so fast.
He has only friends, no enemies
Save ONE, who was against
His crappy childhood,
And wayward adolescence.
No one else would ever dare
To set him, lest his instincts strange,
But the ONE, who remained
A loadstar and a shadow after.
Behold! A pompous reaper grins
In content by the rich set of sheaf,
While the bare field awaits
New furrows and seeds.
Jesus is very concerned about YOU!
No matters the trials you’re going through!
He’s willing to forgive you of your past!
And give you his love, that will always last!
He’s willing to come in to your heart .
He can bring to your life a brand new start!
He’s the one who seeks to get your attention.
He can give you a purpose and a clear direction!
He’s waiting for you! Very patient and kind!
He created this whole world with you mind!
Won’t you take the time to call on his name?
You’ll be glad you did! And glad he came!
He rewards and blesses those who seek him!
You all have to do is to trust and receive him!
By Jim Pemberton
If you see me sad a bit;don’t be concerned ’cause my smile shall return.
3-2-2020
Alexis Y.
Mind if I Can lend your joy
And Borrow you my pains
You were with me all this while to see
Agony dress the bed for me to sleep
I wondered who invited it
Yet it came with its brethren
To torment me
To remind me of the regrets I have to embrace
Tossed and wavered
My head lacked balance
All I could do is laugh
My laughing you will not understand
Sorrowing in almost everything
Wouldn’t you cry for me?
You were there when it all happened
What exchange do you have for me still?
Do I wait and shrink in this multifaceted hole
Knowing help is no way near coming
Or would you speedily come dress my agony?