Best Deferring Poems
The doc says I need a vacation
My energy just can't be rationed
Seems there's been some depletion
leading to get-up-and-go secretion
He told me to take a few weeks
Get rid of those brain-draining leaks
Stop pushing myself so darn hard
to become a real-life bard
So, as I bid you all adieu for a while
I hope to do up my time off in style
Ask the Missus what needs to be done
deferring to her whip and her gun
~ I'll miss you, Soupers! ~
See you in a while*
*Will be checking Soup mail, however
This night of misery my essence rapidly descending
Tears like summer rain cascading
O for this dark wintry night prolong
Breaking heart aches so forlorn
Circumstance, distance always impeding
In silence apprehensive heart conceding
Devoid of sustenance waiting in anguish
Quiescent alone in sorrow I languish
As posts interweave deferring
Father Time nonchalant delaying
Yet, essence nourish essence elating
Unadulterated love relaying
Tonight, on borrowed wings my heart must fly
To sheltering warm arms in which I'll lie
Lank shimmery hair flows off her shoulders
Cascading aloft sweet midnight zephyr
Alone she sits perched on seaside boulders
Under somber moonlight where he'd left her
Night after night she's at the rendezvous
Serene silhouette against the skyline
Amorously bidding her love adieu
Should by design the stars divine align
The twilight shadows hide the tears that flow
Deferring to cosmic powers that be
Prayers released beneath a live tableau
Akin lost mermaid lingering at sea
Love lost in surf leaving a soul in strife
Fate to reunite love in the next life
AP: 2nd place 2025
Submitted on May 13, 2019 for contest CHOICES (PHOTO #3) sponsored by SARA KENDRICK - HONORABLE MENTION
and January 8, 2019 for contest BEAUTIFUL SADNESS sponsored by JOHN HAMILTON - RANKED 10TH
At the dusk of the day,
When all souls sojourn the dream land
The 'hood deserted
And the path grimy
While the arctic nurtures my skin
I care not for myself
Deferring all thought
I walk the soggy valley to pluck a rose
Just for u!
Returning; the leaves
Clap in victory
The moon glows in sheer pride
So the trees dance gallantly
All to hail a hero;
More so; all for you
I thirst for this tick
Patiently relishing it
Living the beacon’s light
Just at its crescendo
It comes a stillbirth
Why haven’t I known?
It isn’t for you
• ODODO means Rose in Yoruba Language
The Valley Of Love And Delight':
An anniversary feting mine birth (date),
a plan we almost didst ditch
nonetheless the general game plan
soared like an Eagle,
and went off swimmingly (into a dive)
hence we chose Wegman's with doll finned porpoise
minus a sue per stevedore tailored hitch
cuz the China Jade restaurant
near Collegeville Redner's
nearly felt cold as ice dining niche
as if we accidentally
got highjacked to Siberia
where heat took precedence
verses restaurateur eatery reputable pitch
thus despite praise worthy Yelp reviewers,
whether they be named Poe or Rich
hard, earning their keep whose fingers
hut till lee diploid across
warp and weft to stitch
together disparate threads
weaving a webbed whirled Magnum Opus
where thoughts analogous
to this aspiring paperback writer exerts,
(whose muscles twitch)
in an attempt for phalanges
tortured as going every which
way with to craft a non ode us paean
from deep within thy bowel
applying me magical diving rod –
essentially a computerized dowel
which makes a dinging sound,
or emitting an odor most fetid and fowl
unintentionally inducing creatures
large and small to howl
at the abominable cursing and swearing
using languages that lack a vowel
sound - clouding ability to communicate
to remain steadfast
with intent thwarted by (third eye blind)
minor detour of fate
three doors down and celebrate modestly,
NEVER thought to "FAKE"
forgo wing NOR deferring
time to be spent with
a gluten and MSG free
NON GMO endearing sibling
NO whey iz she dee snide dour twisted sister
hood moost likely become irate
invested in marriage to a loving mate.
I dreamed for a time,
as I walked with you,
that I was an ascendant being.
Now that you have left me,
am I doomed to wake?
Either
you were a guide to my lost soul,
leading me from the sewer and swamp,
reminding a confused heart
that I too could glow.
Or
you rained light down upon me,
such that I confused
immersion
with
absorption,
radiant warmth for internal glow.
So
wait a moment, dear, while
I catch up, deferring
the question, while
I bask in you.
Sometimes he tries
To slim his size
But mostly sighs:
Weight on the rise.
Deferring fries,
And apple pies,
He never cries,
Nor does despise.
It’s no surprise
There’s no demise
In what he spies;
The arrow flies
To greater highs.
He does surmise
That it’s unwise
To demonize
Or criticize;
His will just dies.
A compromise!
And so he buys
A gallon size
Of ice cream: one
Instead of two.
TODAY I TOOK A LOOK INTO MY BROKEN MIRROR
IT REFLECTED BACK THE IMPERFECT ME
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PERFECT THAT THE IMPERFECTS DON’T WANT TO KNOW
CAN I AMEND THE BROKEN PIECES OF MY MIRROR?
I FORGOT TO PUT ON MY LIPSTICK ON MY WEEDING DAY, GOSH MY HUSBAND SAW THE IMPERFECT ME
THE CAPTAIN JUST TOLD THE CREW HE FORGOT TO BRING ALONG HIS COMPASS
THE IDEALIST STRIVE FOR PERFECTION FROM THE FATHER ABOVE BUT THE TRUE SON OF THE FATHER ONCE SAID “HE WHO WAS PERFECT WAS TO CAST THE FIRST STONE”
BECAUSE OF OUR STAINED SOULS, A UNIVERSAL DETERGENT WAS POURED ON EACH SOUL TO BRING PERFECTION DEFERRING THE LAWS OF AFFECTION
THE HEART OF MAN IS FULL OF CORRUPTION CONSTANTLY BLEEDING OUT CONTEMPT WITHOUT CLOTTING
BUT WE NEED TO FIGHT EAGERLY AGAINST EVERY UNCERTAINTIES WITHOUT HESITATING
NO MATTER HOW HARD WE FIGHT THESE UNCERTAINTIES EVERYONE WILL DIE TRYING
MY PERFECTION IS LIMITED BEFORE MY IMPERFECTION AND THAT MAKES ME PERFECTLY IMPERFECT SOUL
while luxuriating in the boughs aching
to imbibe solar raiment golden this summer like
february twenty first two thousand and eighteen
when old man took a mandatory brake
from mister sun spilling forth
unseasonably balmy temperatures
equated from this human drake
swallow wing hard taking
respite delighting, holistically
lolling (nar gagging) obliviously par
taking paradise magical optical pulsations,
a desperate need to succor dehydration
that found me relinquishing
a coveted reading nook and cranny,
this explanation not "FAKE"
excuse withholding appeasing,
an unrelenting paroxysm
watering parched palette
suck ceded to abend
imagination immersion
linkedin radiant nirvana basking (like a robin)
while feeling spell bound by this warm weather
unseasonably tropic teaser came to an end
drew the analogy how indomitable
joie de vivre kneading love intend
ding, sans partaking draught found wealth
between bounded pages doth mend
moe so than any medication
(akin to placing a wager sparring rivals)
desire for on par,
when body needs replenishment of fluids
thus...deferring self
for healthy pleasant liquid to slake
in an effort to curtail parched mouth
felt as if being scraped
by a lab bot tummy sized rake
thence entire corporeal being
didst shimmy and shake
analogous within mine
so many dozen square feet parameters
thee earth didst quake.
thence upon gulping sweet pineapple juice
(to evade dole drums)
a poem yours truly decided to make.
SIMPLY, the less if variables of life
AND DEATH.
We surpass.
In the most simplest accord we
Decline the complexity of most
Examples of truth
Deferring our weakness through
Knowledge that we are all within
The GREAT DARKNESS of history.
And which country, planet or
Heavenly realm may deny?
It has always been the
Diabolical plan to obfuscate
Understanding and why?
The truth is nothing of the
Likes we have imagined.
It creeps by ways of human
Urgency: art, poetry, music
And oratory finesse.
THAT we are creators
Imbued with the likeness
Of our Father. This Father
Is not father nor mother
But the genesis of all things
-- Things with meaning; with
Reason.
Strip away language and
Embrace intuition and emotion
And the truth is simply
THERE.
:: 09-20-2017 ::
Therapeutic political systems,
like unpolluted oceans
filled with healthy sea creatures,
slowly evolve
from cooperative thrival
of polyculturally healthy
nonviolent communication,
anticipating co-passionate intent,
for co-invested planning
and co-operative green design
Bicamerally balanced
enlightened Either/Or Left
yang dominant
empowering Both/And Right
yintegrally co-prominent
four fractally dynamic seasons
Sacred flow of wu-wei reasons
indigenous
nondualistic
inter-religious seasoned wisdom
Informed by EarthMother,
profusely ecological,
politically co-empowering
liberating Trust and conservational Beauty
Nonviolent relationships
polyculturing
depolarizing
dipolar co-arising
green enlightened nutrition
from and for
co-invested global communion
A new page
turning our compassion narrative
deferring to a more inclusive
democratic health and safety energy
for a repurposing EarthJustice
AnthroHealth-EarthWealth -
LeftEgo-RightEcoSystemic
BiNomial Either/Or
Both/And BiCameral
Not(Not) BiLateral NonZero
Open Whole Systemic
political power-withing
win/win strategic worldview
health and safety
Organic AnthropoScene.
I dreamed for a time,
as I walked with you,
that I was an ascendant being.
Now that you have left me,
am I doomed to wake?
Either
you were a guide to my lost soul,
leading me from the sewer and swamp,
reminding a confused heart
that I too could glow.
Or
you rained light down upon me,
such that I confused
immersion
with
absorption,
radiant warmth for internal glow.
So
wait a moment, dear, while
I catch up, deferring
the question, while
I bask in you.
In the 80’s I first learned of Assertive Training
My husband thought it would do me some good.
I laughed myself silly
As the teacher explained things.
If someone tries to put you down, you say this.
If a person tries to hurt you, you do that.
Tears were coming out of my eyes now;
I was shaking with stupid laughter.
Clearly uncomfortable.
This room was full of diffident, hesitant, deferring humans.
When they came up front to act out a scenario given by teacher,
You could barely hear them.
Whispery voices
Fervent glances.
Shy, quiet, skittish.
Win-win was our goal.
We were to say and do what we needed
No one received any praise, lots of criticism though.
Teacher clearly did not understand win-win.
I do not work well under these conditions.
We took turns acting out scenarios given by the teacher.
“You’re being aggressive!” the teacher would say to me sternly.
“You are both supposed to win,” she would caution me.
Being a warrior woman, I had trouble disengaging
My foot from her neck.
Before I left.
Humility
M'Vatel, "Yield to People",
Concealing, Not Ignorance,
But Adequacy, In not Doing 'Nuff,
To Be a Friend, Husband, Servant,
As I Observe Great Figures,
I Hope to Be in their Mold,
Models Wise, Considerate & Kind,
Intelligent, In as much as They are Hidden,
Not Frail, Afraid, Weak or Meek,
Moreover, They Perceive a Need & Share,
What's in Short Supply: Space, Beauty & Dignity,
With Ones Caught in Ego Nets, Traffic Jams.
It's False Modesty to Feed a Bare Rib Stray,
Or Give Feigned Respect to a "Poster Child",
Untrue Sympathy Tastes Like Cardboard,
May My Expressions to Help, Never That,
Honestly Ask, "Am I Acting to Genuinely Unload?",
"What Needs, No Matter How Hard, To Be Done?",
"Is it my Best?", "Am I Deferring, Waiting for Others?",
Dare to Care, Give a Damn, For There are Few,
Who Know Humility is the Answer,
With That We'll Discover a Cure for Cancer!
The loveliest bird in my forest is she
The beautiful cardinal in the oak tree.
The blue jay is deferring to her, as his queen.
He is her subject, loud cackles, but not a bit mean.
She brings in some subjects, all colors of red.
Blue jay waits patiently, until all are fed.
Cardinal comes back for a tiny bit more seed.
Blue jay flies off, doing a rather good deed.
Robins come in, twirling and tweeting with glee.
Sweet blue jay stays back, high in an elm tree.
When they have eaten, and given a bird song,
Blue jay flies back, to the feeder, but does not stay long.
Contest: Songbirds
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Written: Feb 10, 2019