Best Demeanor Poems

A chambermaid whose name is Marlia
Had the most terrible diarrhoea
Whilst scrubbing a loo
She needed to pooh
Poop flowed freely from her posterior


It splattered on the newly scrubbed door
Gloopy poop was all over the floor
There was a huge mess
It covered her dress
Her poor tummy was ever so sore

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON


Marlia was filled with sorrow
A clean dress...

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Free verse to Rhyme Royal

Daytime’s Demeanor

This morning the water is,
glass still, an indigo mirror.
Shyly it reflects each hill, each lofty palm,
a soft collage of orange clouds.

Time now, to summon thoughts, delineate them,
confess faults, spill forth, a profusion
of memories, immersed in reverie.

Slowly, as clouds disperse, the day begins to pulse.
As ripples, eventually distort the river
I stir,...

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IN THE DEMEANOR OF GOD
We deployed military to Afghanistan to fight terrorism, but nothing has curtailed.
Today we are up against ISIS in Islamic worlds whose cipher can be deciphered.
One of these old days not so long to come righteousness will transform.

There is poverty yet known of mind-sets and/or of hunger.
We as a world should be...

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Like the alarming abandon
          & disarray of Jackson Pollack,
    equally beguiling disciplined
       skills as in classically baroque 
         airs of Antonio Vivaldi,
   'midst the wonderment and 
...

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That bridge so named uncertainty
stands waiting ~ there appall
the risk of sure identity
to face from God , His Call!

The inches, not extremity
that size demeanor small
does raise its height, infinity
to leave, and do, and fall!

That highest point, the pinnacle
may not agree with all,
as present unanimity
does sense the matters stall!

A solid Faith religiously
sees conflict as recall
and raises...

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Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Suppressing a part of me?
So you can be comfortable?

It isn’t like changing shirts,
easy, peasey, one, two, three,
fit into a neat label.

Shall I cut my heart in thirds?
Feed the offensive to birds,
and sooth the rest words?

Can’t you see how much it hurts?
Murdering a part of me?
So you can stay comfortable?...

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Frost is a fashionable folkway
Rather resented by Reason.
Offish, often obtuse
Snippy, snooty, sometimes sour
Terse,  temperamental

written May 12, 2018...

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He gifted his girl with a doll
he brought home from every trip.
Oh, how the beauty would enthrall!
Always her heart would flop and flip.

A doll so rigid stiff and straight,
she had to have a pedestal
just to support he couture’s weight!
Her fashions were incredible.

Her essence was molded plastic.
Her hair and eye color unique.
Her formal wear was fantastic,
fairly...

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The very moment I experienced her attitude, she lifted me to quite an altitude.
Her perfumed demeanor and composure, was to me an extreme exposure.
It all started with a gorgeous walk..then followed a talk.

Her dimpled smile walked it's way persuasively through me, leaving me helpless obviously in the hands of an empress.
Intoxicated by her interrogations I...

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I was reasonable and had no grudges for anybody. 
I had the option to put the past nibbled quickly. 

At the point when I meet my foe, I welcome him. 
Praises are an auspicious remedy to the opposing team. 

I'll be cheerful leastwise, for the man I scorn. 
Whenever neared my heart with calm deference tone.


Written:...

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That bridge so named uncertainty
stands waiting, there appall,
the risk of sure identity
to face from God, His call!

The inches not extremity,
that size dimension small,
does raise its height ~  infinity
to leave and do and fall!

That highest point, the pinnacle
may not agree with all,
as present unanimity
does seize the matter's stall!

A solid Faith religiously
sees conflict as recall
and raises...

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prickle pin point, thus the dark jade jagged, reaps under circumference of green, and red, 
dead, beyond to eye, brick by bricks, and in these shapes, lay lines adjacent to usual 
format,scat trimmings of adultery within propaganda, beheaded by knowledge, green peace 
come again, is that not why your here? squares to rectangles mingle with...

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Verse 1
Now, brother stop sitting in your sadness;
And sister stop dwelling in the madness;
My family come close, come here let us rejoice
You have a voice and you have a friend His name is. . .
Jesus

Chorus:
Doesn't matter your demeanor you are worthy of the redeemer;
Doesn't matter your demeanor you are worthy of the redeemer
All saints, all...

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What prepares your usurpations?
One more juncture of this person.
An individual who is rising
Misery is not too far off.
Shaking?

No odds, elderly friend.
You withdrew quite a while in the past.
Going in reverse on the scar.
Draining from the spine to the front!

I'm wearied of my own self.
And substantially slain from despair.
I was effectively let down.
And concede my responsibility.

As...

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Life is a matter of compulsion, 
Don't wonder with frustration. 
Script is with the boss of creation, 
It is written in succession. 
Entry and exit have got fixation, 
Without any time dilation. 
No matter take precautions, 
Hope for some concessions. 
Righteousness in your actions, 
With a given fixed situation, 
May create a rigid differentiation. 
A...

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