Best Conduct Poems
Which is the greatest conduct of them all,
which one denies terpitude & futility most strenuously,
which exhalts productivity & nobility most vigorously,
is there a single method of action, behavior of best results
that is preeminent & priority above all others, a vangaurd conduct marshalling the rest,
I am the voice of Sympathy,
where there is woe, misery, lamentations abounding like leaves on trees
you'll find me, not as uplifting but reveling,
speaking as Efficiency I confidently state that none is more pivatol
to success or goal, on my balance constructs & destructs are indistinct,
Compassion, the cornerstone of virtue, I am enabler of empathy,
the isolated instructor from within,
the summons of sorrow & vision of victory,
as Education I say essentially,
expansion of intellect shrinks the world & ignites ingenuity
fascillitating personal progress like the breeze pollenates,
the attitude of Art, this is I, violent epiphany,
serene sensations & resolute reflections,
a communicator of a cosmic kind, imagination hammering,
I'm the bell holler,
the quaint choir of warm Exhaltation,
a muse of meditations & mandalas, I build temples from tissues
and citadels where fears nest,
calculator of consequences, a storm of precise pursuit,
I am that which commands, conquers & survives demolition,
Leadership, heart's precinct,
you cannot deny my supremacy,
I am that ravenous stimulation which can kill or invite life,
Copulation is the term, that impetus which fascinates,
Love is my name,
I engender shame, pride & sacrafice,
a mountain whose summit always rises,
I arouse life forces to ever increasing standards,
Warfare, desire's demon,
you all blame me for the wrongs & feverishly recruit me
when your charms fail,
I am fire upon the soft flower of rewards -
J.A.B.
Categories:
conduct, education,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Before actions go around to come around,
all deeds ascend up, then truth lessons shower down.
Such is the universe’s tried, true recipe
that has been employed for all of history.
Whether conduct is good, bad or otherwise,
all human behavior meets heaven’s keen eyes.
If we say it, pray it, think it or do it,
it goes up, then down once karma reviews it.
Categories:
conduct, deep, humanity, spiritual, universe,
Form:
Quatrain
Miss Conduct rocks on her high horse
And vitriol soon starts to course
Right through all her veins
She always complains
There’s never a hint of remorse
She’s always so nasty and rude
Her language is often quite crude
She sure likes to holler
But thinks she’s top dollar
Her actions can’t be misconstrued
10/14/21
Categories:
conduct, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!!
Time is running, seconds passing by
Years going with nothing that counts
Greys are showing, almost ready to die
Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!!
Flashes of his past, shadows of his future
Contents in his heart, wicked like the vulture
He wishes to go back, but back is not an option
Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!!
The best gift, He is not dead yet
To make his pact with GOD, he does first
To engrave his name in hearts, he does next
Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!!
Time is running, seconds passing by
The time is calling, he's ready to die
In heaven, he sits with a lovely smile
Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!!
:: Look to this day... For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow, only a vision... But TODAY well-lived, makes every yesterday, dreams of happiness and tomorrow, vision of hope.
GOD IS WAITING ON YOU
Categories:
conduct, faith, forgiveness,
Form:
Free verse
...to My Mom
She was always in the kitchen,
kneading pastry with good humour,
blending garnishes and gossip
as she wove her magic wand
and it was dinner time.
Struggling with algebra
I'd agonize for hours, 'til frustration
got the best of me, she tucked me into bed.
In the morning she was ready with
two fried eggs, the answer, and a hug.
Music was her gift to me, along with
many others, the sound of her soprano
voice still mellow in the air,
the wrath of God was nothing to
her tantrums at my misbehaviour.
Sights and smells come bursting through
as if it were just yesterday,
gentle guidance, remonstrations,
blending like her recipes
for cakes and codes of conduct.
Categories:
conduct, family,
Form:
Verse
Such violent acts going on in the N.F.L.
And all glossed over by Roger Goodell
In seeing the tape of Ray Rice's knockout
Rodger didn't see any wrong in such a bout
Then when Mr. Peterson beat his own child
Rodger said I've seen worse, that one is mild
See Roger makes 43 million dollars a year
In holding his prestigious title so very dear
But then finally came the loud uproar
Now poor old Rodger, he wasn't so sure
And as the big sponsors left the game
Losing all that money would be such a shame
So now Mr. Goodell said he didn't get it right
But now 49er Ray McDonald is in his new sight
49ers Head butting Ray will play this weekend
He's playing PERIOD is the message the 49ers send
We'll Rodger we're waiting, for sorry won't due
You are that guy who doesn't have a clue
You and the guys and Denise go count your cash
But look at her face and please look at that child's gash
Ray McDonald broke the law, EI, EI, OH
Denise Debartolo York
Co-Chairman 49ers
Categories:
conduct, violence, voice,
Form:
Rhyme
Quiet on the set, you annoying disrupter
Your carrying on is causing unproductivity
The well oiled machine has lost its lubricant
A clog in the artery of consistsncy, you block blessings
With so many distracted minds, you are not needed
One cannot paint if one cannot focus
Move your self from the assembly line
Disrupt those who yearn to hear your dissonance
For this tune, plays perfectly fine without you
Categories:
conduct, art, depression, imagery, journey,
Form:
Free verse
searched
found
adored
rejected
hanged
now adores
Categories:
conduct, christian, irony,
Form:
Free verse
Be fluid in honesty,
Transparent in truth,
Don't yield to hypocrisy,
Your morals since youth.
Unwavering compassion,
Show all those in need,
Forever remember,
The price paid for greed.
Armed with conviction,
Stand firm against wrong,
And never forget,
To a King you belong.
YLE
Categories:
conduct, introspection
Form:
Quatrain
Don’t live your life with skin that’s thin.
Never be sorry, never give in.
Never apologize, never explain.
Never surrender to meanings not plain.
Never forgive, never forget
Never be soft, never regret
Always defend what you know is true
Against others who haven’t a clue.
Arguments based on empathy,
Are spineless, and lack honesty
Though stated with intensity.
They're nonsense, not reality.
Categories:
conduct, character, forgiveness, inspiration,
Form:
Quatrain
Disorderly conduct
Conducted under construction
Destruction of emotions, feelings and likenesses.
Simply stated yet so full of complications
Complicated likeness and complying not.
Disorderly disorganized mishap
Misshapen. Shape it. Make it beautiful
Not so popular , not a real crowd pleaser.
Watching silently. A joyous union
Un-orthodox not typical, slightly unusual.
Usually likeable. But yet not quite.
Quietly, sinking into an abyss of miss.
Not on target, but not off either
So on but off
So right
But wrong
Left and right
Up and down
Yes and no
Disorderly conduct
Conducted under construction
For something not at all
But something that is
Elegantly lain
Beautifully written
Tragically different
Disorderly conduct
Categories:
conduct, art, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love,
Form:
Sculpting his idol with magiC,
Prayers she offers saying, “HellO”!
Exclusively with leaves so greeN,
Carefully, for him a garlanD,
Imagining him as her beaU,
Always makes singing a lyriC!
Love is mad, in facT!!
Categories:
conduct, hello, magic,
Form:
Acrostic
behavior becomes boredom or bait or bestial badges. behavior becomes passion, penalty, or pleasure. like masked owls some are turning temperatures made tragic. like dying by breath or knit to knots memories become mirrors. by mind apparatus by anxious fate while gates are opening. lion statues or statuesque angels so deeply removed. just a bit of meandering or quite precise or the author is partly unaware. just thinking of something. just watching interior Showtime. just looking at unfamiliar intentions. some desire what they give. some desire more. where others might be uncertain. beautiful ugliness or musicality arts so many intellectual cellos. arithmetic attraction so distressed it feels like saviors, or so unruffled a person must get closer. birds just sit in trees. some are monogamous. others are uninterested. coming to an issue, where behavior is habit, (hollowed hallowed habits). if a woman is a certain charisma, she lives out her caress. if otherwise, she lives that path—in darker corners, carefree but saddened. same as in men, a bite at early stages, something considered sacred is overrated. some edible cactus a mouth full of oases, or dirt, weeds, with wrestling. if to digest disgust where the author peruses too many porches. like paradox so palace like where we learn too much to actually penalize others. some activities are disgraceful. we speak more to softer anxieties. while so far into ourselves it might not matter. one endorsement, as for an abused child, and he may come up to be a great humanitarian. it seems sameness for arts. captions in our minds. chains on our churches. too much debt to repay. a soul masked by its behavior. we might marvel at those getting it right. where two dwell there’s subterranean activity, they’re certain to have disagreements. drums rang out by dearth, some lack in violins, some ache feeling terrific. the author is walking further, looking at faces, compelled to accept dynamics. one was slighted. another wanted gossip. when it didn’t come, one decided to join in. no one asked. no one needed intrusion. but maybe, in a grand scheme, as becoming a motif, the two are just being behavior. bone of my bone. or soul of my soul. or we drift dangling from dungeons.
Categories:
conduct, psychological,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Jinping and Putin made a pact
To teach Donald Trump how to act
But first things first
His cloud must burst
So Trump can tell fiction from fact!
Categories:
conduct, political,
Form:
Limerick
Dear Karen, there’s something I need:
I’ve got you a poem to read.
A deficit in one’s attention
is probably best left unmentioned.
If boring writes get you distracted,
my outcome’s adversely impacted.
For when the dear reader is addled,
strong placements just up and skedaddle.
Before you’ve a chance to retort,
just know that I’m keeping it short.
Disorder escapes its confines
perusing these final two lines!
Categories:
conduct, humorous,
Form:
Couplet