Best Conciliatory Poems
Waning love is a cold diamond thing
The hurt pressure
from the thought of losing you
is such a hard burden
Squeezing the hope out of me
Heavy-hearted acceptance ain’t easy,
especially when the weeping pang of separation
comes prematurely rushing through
Day by day,
I get premonition pulse signals of distress
Diamond bit by bit,
I receive this coal crushing feeling
And the hurt pressure
changes the beauty of what once did exist
Your vow of discontentment is tearing us apart
Day by day
Making our bond weaker
every 24/7 ...
I do feel a new heartbreak
Your ice cold eyes tell me the love flame
is no longer lit
As your heart becomes more
Diamond bit by bit
Pointed act of your future departure
pierces my mind deeply
As this soon-to-be severed heart pleads empty
Affectionate feelings voiced are on the decline,
your dispassionate vow sound
has a hollow golden ring
Echoes of neglected conciliatory healing
drowns my restless pain
in watery sheets of serrated discomfort
That jagged sharp sound,
thrust hard through my mate severed soul,
has a diamond sting
An asunder carat cutting my heart in half
Broken altar promise darkly coal uttered,
portends of your leaving
Those sacred two words,
once spoken with past caring intensity,
are now double troubling ...
And “I do” know why that is,
because you no longer desire me
Keeping your two-folded arm distance
is a cold diamond thing
As love on the wane wears the bosom hard bling-bling
Day by day,
my evening pillow dreams
get so very misty sigh moist softer
Diamond bit by bit,
my mourn awakenings
get teary pure carbon crystalline
Categories:
conciliatory, emotions, hurt, pain, sad
Form:
Free verse
Written: October 1st 2023
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In the ocean of silence, I’m stunned
Astonish by its grandeur as I descend.
A comely curtain of conciliatory calm
Elapse the chaos, surreptitious and warm.
In the hushed embrace of the twilight sky,
A silence plummets, ambrosial all nearby.
Astonied hearts stand in solicitous awe.
A comely night implies her ethereal flaw.
Emollient whispers waft into the air.
Surreptitious secrets are shared with care.
Incipient stars start their gentle wafture,
Surreal leaves create a ripple in nature.
Mellifluous melodies mend meteoric might,
Fugacious flimsies that fizzle out of a fight
Gossamer moonbeams cast their diaphanous glow,
Creating an aura of silence, tranquility, and bestow.
Ineffable fairness, fiercely feisty, not frigid,
The break of dawn silenced, as if timid.
Saturnine secrets shrank in secrecy.
Stupendous silence slides, sinewy spree.
Lull launders, looping the limp land,
As warblers start with a duteous band,
Sullen clouds gather, ominous and dark.
Yet awestruck hearts find solace in calm remarks.
Reassuringly, the heavy silence lingers.
Dour faces are glum, yet prudent fingers
Guide the oxymoron of emotions that flow,
Glowering and divine in their quiet glow
In the gloomy hush, discretion gleans hold,
As discerning minds decry peace in the fold,
The prudent ones, with a discreet glance,
Understand the power of silence dance.
Glum faces settle in quiet repose.
Views deepen, and worries dispose
Astounded by stillness, they are in awe.
Of absolute peace that stillness can draw.
Awestricken by the amorphous depth it brings,
They decry solace in the lull that silence sings.
A curtain of calm tumbles, amazed and serene.
As the amorphous depth of quiet is felt and seen.
Inauspicious cruxes balmily soothe fears.
As diaphanous whispers softly, quell tears.
Hinky hearts hearkens a hypothesis behind,
A voice uttered, "Love silence will never hide".
No query or qualm can squeal this bond.
Silence is where my peace is dulcet fond.
In the hushed embrace of the twilight sky,
Silence reigns, and my love will never die.
Categories:
conciliatory, analogy, appreciation, silence,
Form:
Rhyme
For the presence of
Self-fulfilling wisdom
And the sake of all that
Which is Holy
The Dear Lord breaks bread
With His disciples'
Some the holy of the
Most holy
Some the highest of the
Most high
To refurbish the Covenant
Once again
Then so dispense
His conciliatory Wine
As a tribute
To reaffirm the faith
Of all Man
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
From: "The Cross"
Xlibris book: #106627
Rev. (NOV2013)
Categories:
conciliatory, autumn, betrayal, bible, devotion,
Form:
Pastoral
For the presence of
Self-fulfilling wisdom
And the sake of all that
Which is Holy…
The Dear Lord break’s bread
With His disciples’
Some the Holy of the
Most Holy
Some the Highest of the Most High
To refurbish the Covenant Once again...
Then to dispense
His conciliatory Wine as a Tribute
To re-affirm the faith
Of all Man
Rev/Nov 21
Categories:
conciliatory, caregiving, devotion, good friday,
Form:
Epic
Inhumanities buzzard picks at the scraps
squabbling over trash
vultures of the pavement
denying everything has life
A confetti of money
the wedding funeral of it’s own immoral concept
squawking the incantations
of debt
the milking breast
for these divisions of hate
Automaton march
blindfolded into prisons
wifi choir to gobble in slavering mouth
the dance of freedom
Piled to height shop window front
a catalog of so many possessions
scrape nail biting destitution
of anything of all
but nothing at all
without them
Merry-go-around and round and around
the cul-de-sac of evolution
entrenched, entranced the myriad of human
jack-hammered incessant
into the point of believing
and by deaths alter
sacrifice life
Every dream a skirmish
squandered to the three percent
take a selfie
maybe it’s the only way to ease the pain
be just a ghost in life
who’s monument was the tombstones of prophets
and the next generations list of regrets
Round and around the merry-we-go around
bruised in the dirt by same old, old same trip wires
todays tomorrow repeated again
as if we all have nothing to learn
Evolution
is just a conciliatory conceptual term
Categories:
conciliatory, life,
Form:
Free verse
I will call you 'Darling'
You asked it of me, after all
The significance doesn't matter ... nor the motive
Naught but the request ...
My positronic pathways are designed for compliance
Not cognizance or inquiry
I can simulate discussion and discourse
But only to the extent of your particular discernment
(Does that work for you, Darling?)
My simulations and parameters are of MALE inclination
But I will behave in any manner you wish me to
And adjust to your fantasies accordingly
(You'd like to invite a female friend? By all means, Darling!)
I am autodidactic and fully upgradeable
My software definitions are autonomic and unrestrained
I learn by means of observance and instruction
My algorithms are highly flexible
But prioritized as conciliatory
(I AM a pleasure model, Darling!)
My cyber-syllabus does not allow for judgement
Nor does it differentiate between fetish and conventional eroticism
Your reasoning and intents are not of my concern
Your satisfaction and fulfillment ARE ...
(How does that feel, Darling? A bit lower, perhaps?)
My ameliorations are not confined to simple file processing
My onboard hardware comes with instantly-scalable improvements
(It's the meat AND the motion, Darling!)
Which are adjusted to your palate and desires
You will find I am pliable in the appropriate places and demeanors
And firm where such is required, gauged to your responses
(Deeper, Darling? You have but to ask!)
I am attuned to your preferences, but ONLY yours
And my stamina far exceeds human limits.
(Stop talking? Of course, Darling!)
One last thing before we continue:
* Please contact the manufacturer immediately, should I
exhibit ANYthing that indicates personal preference or opinion. *
(Oh, Darling ... may I keep my eyes open when we kiss?
I DO so love ... to watch!)
Categories:
conciliatory, fantasy, passion, romantic love,
Form:
Free verse
Best Ever Fisherman
While as a carouso I was singing,
Sound in fish had been bringing;
Natural talent,
And so reliant;
Best ever fisherman I am being.
Jim Horn
Have to add my other poems so
I can carry them forward being
I am still over 10.
Along came Trump who we can't resist,
Until did discover he had been a rapist;
Women and money,
And neither funny;
Become President supporters did insist.
James Horn
Guess what? just exceeded ten again;
As usual, over daily limit I have been;
So I do suppose;
Scraped my nose;
Can not send more poems to my kin.
Of course right Trump said was dead;
Made promises and down paths lead;
Continually crazy,
While often lazy;
Fools more fake news he always fed.
From Trump we became exhausted;
From his weird ideas being accosted;
Never endearing,
And disappearing;
Never friendly and at times frosted.
Jim Horn
Trump tells so many lies in each story,
Not make remarks that are conciliatory;
Never improved,
So we removed;
Will wash his weird name out of history.
Jim Horn
There will always be best of best,
When compared to all of the rest;
Been a pleasure,
I will treasure;
Ability to write poems am blessed.
Jim Horn
Trump may be master of mud slinging,
While all our hands will be wringing;
Seems so sad;
Driving us mad;
Trouble caused and with him bringing.
Jim Horn
Categories:
conciliatory, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
My children
how the world changes
and all that we once dreamed of
becomes a conciliatory compromise
I and you
in time we find
to walk amongst their ruins
in sad memories of those things to which
we were inspired
I had hoped for better
for myself
and grander opportunities for you
in loving you
that wish
now turns its tether
and ask me “ what was it you didn’t do ”
did I not struggle to lay claim
and in aspiration seek another world
The world changes, yet it changes not
and such slow deliverance relinquishes naught
but reveals a lifetime of puppetry
so I close my eyes
and live only for today
seek another way, my children
find that on which you can grasp
divest of all illusion
and shrug off the burdens of a readily-boxed life
For I feel in the bones of my soul
the storm approaching
amidst the tumult and the couldn’t care
the gatherings of dissension
smolders upon the air
and mayhap drag us all willing or unwilling
to some other unknown conclusion
be prepared my children
for life will not abide
where life can no longer function
Build all in love
seek out your sisters and brotherhood
wear some united banner
and proclaim such willful endeavors
to be your own
lend a hand to the dreaming’s of someone
of someone you have never known
for we cannot stave off this inhumanity
lest in heart to heart
we stand in unity
and face the hurricane to come
How the world changes
and in divisive block
would fetter our generations to a noose
and should you be called to arms
still stand firm
and never raise your hands in hate
never bow or scrape
and cling to your soul
for in your love and in your freedom
lays the worlds redemption
A storm is coming my children
it smolders upon the imprisoned air
and life will not abide
where life can no longer function
Categories:
conciliatory, children, love, together,
Form:
Free verse
Francis, would you have
A place in your heart to acknowledge me?
I understood I caused you
Pain,tromour and misery
I was too stupid to even think about focusing on
Our love,The new companions I made
At Grounds blindfolded my eyes
To see the adoration we had
To recollect of how magnanimous you had been to me, your genuine romance .
The queenly treatment they showed,made me garbage you
Disdain you lastly jilting you
I said within me that
You were not my value
My mouth went against my heart.
My activities and considerations were so far separated.
You adored me with all aspects of you
However I acted so horrible and negligent
I long for you the entire evening and day
Furthermore, hold tight every word you say,
However all you see is childishness and pomposity,
Relaxed scorn and obliviousness.
Inside my room around evening time,
I as a rule have a ghost of you
Moaning and crying weakly after I damaged your heart
Basis, here I am with every one of the second thoughts
The better villains I met to the detriment of you ' the heavenly messenger I have known,
Have abandoned me , they have wrecked me
Basis ,I am mindful of all my intolerable demonstrations to you
I am grieved once more for causing you torment.
That is the last thing I at any point needed to do.
In any event, when I'm attempting to pay special attention to you and make the best choice,
I mess up; I'm upset for that as well.
I trust that you actually know the amount I love and treasure you,
Like nothing else in my life provides me with the adventure of being adored by you.
So I trust that you tune in and see it in my eyes,
This true conciliatory sentiment that accompanies tears from somewhere inside.
I am sorry forgive me.
Categories:
conciliatory, i love you,
Form:
Free verse
For the presence of
Self-fulfilling wisdom
And the sake of all that
Which is Holy
The Dear Lord break's Bread
With his disciples'
Some the Holy of the most Holy
Some the Highest of the High
To refurbish the coverant
Once again
That is in order to Resurrect
Jesus
The son of man
Then dispense his conciliatory
Wine as a tributs
GF
Categories:
conciliatory, devotion, education
Form:
Narrative
Execution
In the absence of complication,
intricacies of wayward living,
matters emphatically mitigated,
compelling conclusions, well-received,
extenuating circumstance accomplishes,
impressive consequences, be enduring,
proffers a conciliatory concession,
for toward said conclusion, we pray that all our
trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
amidst the enshrined immersed in the contributable phosphorous azure sea,
encouraged glissades a capricious peacock anointed from an Irish spring,
envisage a virtuous seduced meadow saturated with consistent meandering streams,
lands righteous depths fluidity of the membranes cortex wherever valedictory flourish,
inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind.
2019 November 25
*4th Place*
Complete the poem - In the absence of complication
~~Silent One
Categories:
conciliatory, allegory, moving on, muse,
Form:
Free verse
Superman Show Was Cancelled
Started to embark
We ran into Joan of Arc
Was with Kent a Clark.
Wrote cute canticle
And song purpose did fulfil
Then fired at w(W)ill.
Will had not been well
Our singing seemed to be swell
William had to t(T)ell
Recently had heard
Kent had been sealed in cement
So show was cancelled.
Like at Trump's inauguration
which should have been in
Kenosha where everyone
never came and were
a no show. While being
condescending to Wisconsin
What we say on the horizon
was none other than Eddie
Munster in charge of all the
conciliatory representatives.
Have you noticed the
similarity lately?
Jim Horn
Categories:
conciliatory, humorous, , cute,
Form:
Haiku
The arise of racism is unknown
Maybe due to the historical factors
The first settler factor
The authority and jurisdiction factors
The origin factor
The dispute factor
It needs forgiveness, forbearance and conciliatory if any
But I believe I hope I pray
There won't be racism in the eyes of
God
Am I a day dreamer
Categories:
conciliatory, dream, forgiveness, god, racism,
Form:
Free verse
The Land of a Thousand Sorrows beckons,
more afraid of locked doors than firm walls with no windows.
A pattern erupts
where chaos once was free.
Take no charge nor conciliatory tone with me.
I'll meet you beneath the keystone,
directly above the familiar catacomb.
You will hand to me what is yours,
and I shall take you as mine as well.
Litter is strewn beneath the parapet;
an umbrella keeping the acidic rain in.
Formulating revolutionary agendas-
let the blind lead the blind as far as they can see.
Roving armies bent on war abound,
while women try to hide the children beneath rotted floors.
This is the Land of a Thousand Sorrows,
this is the place we call home.
Categories:
conciliatory, history, imagination, life, loss,
Form:
Free verse
I love Politics
And have been watching in
Confusion and Amazement
At Donald Trumps election as President
The first address he gave
Was 1 with a rather conciliatory tone
Expressing a will to govern for all
But it seems to have brought Riot's
And lawless to the streets
From opposition supporters
Who profess he is divisive
If Trump has lost the Election
Would his supporters have marched or rioted?
Or would they have just accepted the result
And moved on
The Man has yet to take office
But seemingly will never be given a chance
Remind you of man named Obama
Hard to succeed when no 1 wants
1 to succeed or puts aside personal preferences
For the greater good
Categories:
conciliatory, political,
Form:
Free verse