Best Consistency Poems
"Consistency"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Contemplate, debate hate
Rate state magistrates
Mate great fates
Wait....date late
Deflate straight weight
Emancipate inmate traits
Dissipate irate gates
Indicate! Investigate! Litigate!
Incarcerate? Degradate? Incinerate?
Rejuvenate! Captivate! Demonstrate!
Innovate! Motivate! Fascinate!
Anticipate! Dedicate! Articulate!
Communicate....congratulate....exonerate
Infiltrate....penetrate....interrogate
Implicate! Detonate! Annihilate!
Separate? Segregate? Disintegrate!
Categories:
consistency, change, conflict, confusion, endurance,
Form:
Rhyme
I look at my kitchen
it resembles my mind
that is good...indeed
Categories:
consistency,
Form:
Haiku
In the beginning God’s word potential,
Was a word extremely essential,
In the eventual,
Formation, of the information,
Needed in creation,
And the substance of man,
In God’s plan,
Love’s consciousness force,
Has long since divorced,
By Old Testament's interjection,
The goat of carnal invention,
The source of all contention.
The pie in the sky,
Of carnal lie.
Man’s elation,
Into inflation,
Words and phrases, poems and rhymes,
Reflections of the times,
Arrest and contest, reflections ,
Needing inspections,
Complex googolplex,
The world is surely hexed,
All apart, from the heart,
Wherein is hyper-synchronicity,
Set on automatic consistency,
Of utter simplicity,
And the mutuality,
Of love’s vortex vitality,
Of all this is a reality,
Not of mind’s technicality,
Of invention,
The contention,
Of the complexity,
Of the lie,
About the pie,
In the sky,
In the beginning was the word,
The word was with God,
And the word was God!
8-22-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com
Categories:
consistency, inspirational, love
Form:
Rhyme
Life, I think, is a bit of a paradox.
Floating through this desolate void devoid of context and explanation, (some might suggest value as well, I suppose);
I conclude these idiosyncratic murmurings of bothersome almost-people
Reprimanding my almost-conscience are just a whit of an empty, emaciated white whale of a civilization proclaiming pseudo-camaraderie and disappointing undertakings as suitable solutions for contentedly concluding one’s existence.
Though some perceive fraudulence efficiently, soaring quilled shafts of deceit unavoidably puncture intimate electing properties of our conscious.
No barricade can shield humanity from himself.
With living comes a constant quality of inconsistency,
despite the state of existence itself being incredibly monophonic,
permeating my formless breath and solid heart like no other experience.
Well… there is another event I imagine could deliver a pure, unadulterated sensation of intoxicating eternity.
I will wait for him, peacefully, until he arrives on his sweet, milky steed.
O dear old friend, deliver me swiftly unto my end, the true undying void.
Categories:
consistency, community, death, fantasy, fate,
Form:
Free verse
Perseverance is nothing
It's the fear of giving up
It feels so, so good to fail
So good, that the feeling creates more.
More than emotion,
Despite consistently being on top,
There's often little room to fall
To fall, to fail
To fall, to fail
I feel amazing
Categories:
consistency, life, philosophy, uplifting
Form:
Free verse
I think to myself what can I do
To be a better me by the time I go to sleep
Trying to become the best version of myself
I can be and I bet if I try my hardest
Still wouldn't be content
I'd attempt to address my biggest weakness
Maybe I'm just addicted to the process
Regardless of how it all ends
To me progression is endless never finishd,
no Finish Line in my field of sight
Only distance to cover
The position I'm in is only temporary
Assistance isn't necessary
Because my solo missions are legendary
Just like my persistence
Even if the conditions horrendous
The journey continues
I'll never let these variables take a toll on me
If the road I'm walking is suddenly stopping
Because of burned Bridges I'll hop in the river &
Swim across it, I'm always quick to consider my options
Because being a quitter's never something I pondered
Long enough to be permeating my mental state
I'll terminate negative thoughts like that
Before they ever enter my brain
All of that weakness gets asta lavista'd
Like Arnold Schwarzeneg
I think to myself what can I do
To be a better me by the time I go to sleep
Trying to become the best version of myself
I can be and I bet if I try my hardest
Still wouldn't be content
I'd attempt to address my biggest weakness
Maybe I'm just addicted to the process
Regardless of how it all ends
Categories:
consistency, creation, culture, devotion, future,
Form:
Rhyme
Composed melodic words unfortunate rhymed too melodramatic
Opened a dictionary to find sonorous words
But it seemed odd style
New thought popped up
Stood sentry to the idea
"Tuck in a million phrases"
Affianced to the whisperings of it
Nicked off to the sea shore
Circumspectly I realized a prayer would serve wonders
Excitedly I created a smiley simple note,
Suddenly the gray sky cleared and my heart rested calmly
All that mattered was a priceless HELLO to Humanity.
Categories:
consistency, cheer up, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
When you see monsters snarling at you
From those same clouds which you thought
You would ride seated upon mighty unicorns
When you hear swallowed gulps
From those whom fate has willed to walk
Beside you, going towards the same destination
But having to experience life from their own world
Just close your eyes, breathe in
And allow scenic views to paint themselves
Upon your unique canvas,
Allow your flowers to bloom to exquisiteness
In your own secret garden
Allow your music to compose itself
And play of itself as majestically
As would a symphony upon a cosmic stage,
Allow yourself to consistently move
Towards your fated destination
Without being in competition with anyone but thriving
In your given freedom, letting steady consistency be the medium
To guide you and to allow the end result
To play itself in your favour
As majestically as life itself can be!
Categories:
consistency, endurance,
Form:
Free verse
It is damp and cool with clouds wanting to rule
The clouds seem to get heavier and black
Sun looks weak_ trapped by weight; raindrops on pool
Now the cool damp rain is coming no slack
Weather changable but God is constant
Thank you God for your great consistency
In those clouds I am seeing reliant
Laws set in motion by God no aberrancy
Sun's light rays cast like a cradle holding
The clouds up such beauty in simplicity
Each morn fasinated I am beholding
The glory of this new day's specificity
Specificity sent by God for all to behold
Each day free of charge human uncontrolled
Finis
Categories:
consistency, faith, life, god, god,
Form:
Sonnet
CONSISTENCY
Written By: D. Collins 6/28/16
Consistency is waking just to pay your bills.
Once that is over, we're taking multiple pills.
Like late, baby-boomers, I ain't going out like that.
I am keeping in shape, and stacking my stacks.
High Blood Pressure!! It won't be found in me.
I get down on the ground with such consistency.
Feeling the burn, while actually doing it raw.
Building something from nothing at the very start.
I put in the work, and get deep in the grime.
Sweat like a beast, and give a bit of my time.
Old muscle tissue only lasts for so long.
Its up to me to make it vibrant and strong.
It starts with a two-pack, then works it's way down.
Giving solace to getting down on the ground.
There's nothing hard about putting in work.
Making major muscle groups damn, near snap from hurt.
Categories:
consistency, confidence,
Form:
Sonnet
Is Consistency a Divine Attribute?
Is it just ‘faith’ or proven ‘fact’ tomorrows’ suns will rise?
Were rainbows there before the flood, ‘Old Testament’ more lies
Or metaphors for ‘Truth’ that stands? The ancients understood,
They trusted this consistency; trees form the heart of ‘Wood!’
Are groups of trees that stand alone a proof no wood exists?
Do fits of rage, do lightning bolts, does pain mean death is real?
Is Love a prison, Death escape, who tells you what to feel?
Is God our future, more a curve, man’s name for what persists?
Is any Truth eternal friend? A universe blinks out,
A tree that topples no one hears: is silence more devout
Than sound? Pay logic’s dues! All answers lie in faith to me!
Pain aids our growth towards God; Is Life the child of Ecstasy?
Long Tooth
August 29th in 2019
Categories:
consistency, faith,
Form:
Rhyme
Redundancy, & Consistency; a slow death.
Seeping into the spine, deteriorating the bones.
Curve balls exist for a reason.
The vast roads that wind, different ways.
Paving the path for a scenic route, away from the drudge.
Wasabi for the palette; changing the senses for a new tasteful delight.
Cuddling with a new cashmere blanket, feeling safe, cozy, and relaxed.
Jumping out of bed for the next adventure under the vast constellations.
Soaking up the rays on a river rafting tour.
Monotony, Redundancy, Consistency kills the soul.
Individuals say this on their last breath.
Creating a bucket list, of time lost, adventures to come.
Breaking away from the norm, dancing, singing, kissing in that rainstorm.
Categories:
consistency, beautiful, desire, encouraging, future,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Consistency
it’s missing, you see;
kidnapped by a world in chaos.
Rabid shadows leap forth,
from nightmare-scapes
that leave me paralyzed;
nothing’s ever the same from
one day to the next.
One day I saw, a dragonfly
among the cattails;
total serenity of nature,
an elysian painting, pastel gentility.
Disillusioned now, I see the ugliness
of concrete jungle;
a hellish specter where once,
ran the creek of my youth,
sporting dragonflies and cattails
graciously waving.
Categories:
consistency, appreciation, nature, poems, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Innocense transparent as a glass you missed
Looking on things beyond
Neither reflection nor content caved in mist
What did you understand?
Some conjurer's spelled your hallucination
Made you believe o better
You were than all the blame and recrimination
Used to make my own fetter
A child of God must better vision have, yet
You were lost before we came
For any cause in the world is road to regret
And disrespect can do the same.
We are flawed people ... and still I keep love
Like a vigil of the heart
A fix star that cannot move: same true love
From the broken start
Categories:
consistency, devotion, love,
Form:
Verse
We suffer seperately in our factured future.
Even though we are only three streets away.
But in many ways we are Mars and Venus.
With only the pleasure of wishing on shooting stars.
Longing to meet somewhere in the middle.
But there is so much space between us.
Being pulled by unknown forces.
Perhaps we'll see each other again on the next time around this dying star.
Fully aware that our paths will always bring us back to each other only to rip us apart again.
There is love in this consistency.
We may do this through all our lifetimes
but of all the world's cruelties at least there is beauty in that it lingers.
Categories:
consistency, beauty, change, extended metaphor,
Form:
Free verse