Best Deplored Poems

Riding off into the Ivory Palace sunset,
in a pitch-black limousine, no less

Hear the heavy metallic chariot roar,
leaving exacerbated fumes echo deplored

Aural palette, enamel pestilent pain 
on burnt crimson background grain

Scorching prairie brush fire
was the cruel comfort desire

It’s aghast portrait in pandemic grief,
pyramid scheme exit of...

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This heavy guilt weighing on me,
Like too many leaves on a little tree
Covered in rain from a sky that poured
I hurt a person who I adored
If I could have just let things be,
Then maybe he could now run free
Instead he stands numb with a silent...

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My wife deplored her duty

But O' was she good-looking

She sold me on her beauty

But killed me with her cooking





~ 3rd Place ~  in the "A Funny Epitaph" Poetry Contest, Jesse Rowe, Judge & Sponsor....

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The wolf at the window is held at bay
waiting with patience at our dismay
knowing that all must walk among
forest paths beyond the vale

safety breached to attain
something more than the disdain
of the fools that wish for more
than memories now deplored

the haunts exist by aftermath
in the forest...

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Downward marriage falls seeking some relief
Children follow awkwardly, senses moan
Husband and wife acting out of belief
Three children entering chambers unknown

Locked in battle, the wife reaches for sword
Under advice, she unleashes all hells
Falsely accusing the husband deplored
Of abuse, harm, and hate to citadels

With one stroke of...

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SONNET FOR WINDS OF CHANGE

Cross cirrus sky swift brush strokes paint mares' tails
Tree tops are in restless susurration,
While cumbrous clouds traverse in vapour trails
Mead grass is fanned in wild undulation

Lake face whipped to agitated motion
Plumes roughed, wildfowl voyage with discretion
Gulls in-land tell of wild storms...

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Beware the tenderness of anyone’s toes
Especially that of your friends and foes,
For pain, they say, is its own reward
Can be magnified with additional woes.

Carefully measure your daily deplored
Consider exactly what you can afford,
Wise to keep in mind the old, old saying
A pen is mightier than...

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A keyboard was on a typewriter or piano
  Spankings were approved of, rarely condemned
Clothing was 'gay' --- brightly colored
  They rolled up the sidewalks at 10 p.m.

We said 'heck' for 'hell' and 'darn' for 'damn'
  Teachers were respected, never disparaged
Left-handed kids were...

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I.
They say women don’t need men anymore,
that they can have it all on their own,
feminism claims it is the future,
and that it’s contingent on me to know
that everything’s just a social construct,
there’s no difference that we cannot change,
and they go and destroy any scientist
who has...

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I've been watching these two groups lately,
Left and right & all those between.
Where resolutions appear adrift or absent,
And legislation became downright mean.

The battling and the bickering, seems to be
Creating fear all along to blame.
While moderation and discourse through debate,
Has fallen painfully, only to face shame.

As...

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My Grandmother had a sage saying,
she would regale us with, many times.
With various nouns for exchanging.
But, the meaning rang clear like a chime.

"Pretty is as pretty does".
If, as a diva, on of us girls was heard.
She would hit us with that saying because,
she knew actions...

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MUSIC – Food  for the Soul

Though we can’t touch it,
yet we can feel it,
Though we can’t see it, 
yet we can hear it,

for it breathes life to our spirit,
and grants  food to our soul,
awakens  the melodies to hum in the tub,
a power...

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For you are to be held up in
Judgement
By they so empowered;
Whose hot genes spilled from
Incumbent towers
Upon a warring continent -
The Sovereign house thus 
Pared and deflowered!
Thinning the blue bloods flowing 
Within the veins of royal bowers.
Bow ye then thy head, Meretrix,
At the inclusion of their...

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A lass named Fancy found herself forlorn,
for in her world, the hues like gray and brown
prevailed, so Fancy wanted to adorn
herself with colors: boredom weighed her down!

Her people shunned bright objects and deplored
the colors’ burst of rainbows in their sky.
However, such rare arches she adored,
so...

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The world shared some turmoil; what went wrong?
that was the question, deplored the argument;
It’s all about Pope Benedict’s address
given to his old university at Regensburg
in Germany where he had taught –
a number of years with total commitment,
genuine dialogue and contribution.

His theology speaks about history and...

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