Best Disagreement Poems
Two ravens in the summer dusk
Were, back and forth, debating
From two phone poles, loud and brusque
They kept deliberating
When one gave their rebuttal
The other answered back
But far be it from the kettle
To call the raven black
And while I stood observing
They looked at me askance
A creature undeserving
Of a simple sideways glance
On this one thing they did agree
Those two birds of a feather
And, mocking all humanity
They flew away together.
Do not let us quarrel anymore.
We would not if, but, you would let it go.
However, I can't because you continue to,
It's not my fault to stop you
for to win this I need stop all together,
You first.
Stand and fight today?
But wait, for what do you say.
For the right?...Or nay?
A n attempt to bamboozle him.
D irecting the abomination
I nto my inner soul.
S corn, in the flame of passion,
A ffection going nowhere.
G iving way to struggle, looking for a
R eason to cherish
E very yearning.
E nding this bitter taste,
M aking this relationship
E stranged.
N ever will it bloom
T o a tender love.
© Hazel
For Delilah Ventura's Dictionary Fun Comp.
19/11/12
Because I may have opposing views on certain issues
There are vastly more things we see eye to eye about,
There’s no reason for anyone to break out the tissues.
We would agree on the freedom to stand up and shout
And the right to peacefully protest social injustices,
There are vastly more things we see eye to eye about.
We are all against bullying and superficial prejudices
The right to worship and practice one’s faith guaranteed,
And the right to peacefully protest social injustices.
I could never stand for bashing another’s faith or creed
One’s right to political persuasions without retribution,
The right to worship and practice one’s faith guaranteed.
In any conversation we should respect fair contribution,
Refraining from behavior making someone’s heart bleed
One’s right to political persuasions without retribution.
Frankly, I am open to helping everyone in sincere need
Because our country has vast resources, enough to share,
Refraining from remarks making someone’s heart bleed.
Always standing up for what is honorable, right, and fair
Because I may have opposing views on certain issues,
Because our country has vast resources, enough to share
There’s no reason for anyone to break out the tissues.
HONORABLE MENTION
written October 9, 2021
"Celebrate Difference" Contest
All Poetry, October 17, 2021
Poems by Jefri/me
The world is going round
but to me is going wrong
My school is my dream
even though my teachers are mean
I cant stand it no more
but everyday I hope no more bore.
DISAGREEMENT
“I shot an arrow into the air
It fell to earth I knew not where”
But then I narrow
And my heart harrowed down
I know how tomorrow
Will never ever be
I hurriedly ride a train
As it seem it would rain!
Marco Rubio
reminds
marchers against automated gun violence,
their pilgrimage views
oppose
what many TrueBlue Americans
support
as Second Amendment Rights.
Why hide
your own NRA Red supported agenda
You cannot politically
and economically afford
to be found
in this wrong?
So let's explore
with colonial ForeFathers
their Original Democratic Health Intent:
How sure are you
they
and their wives
and mothers
grandmothers
and children
would have supported
your right
to have a military-grade assault rifle
in your self-defensive closet
and in those of all your neighbors
and your most feared racist
fascist
rabid
AmericaFirst monocultural
public competition schooled
enemies?
How sure are you
that these students
and their parents
and their grandparents
marching against automated violence
actually oppose
your right to domestic self-defense
as originally intended
by patriots of polycultural democracy
and matriarchs of domestic family health?
Why is it,
do you think,
so many Second Amendment protected Americans
are marching
on and in and toward
state and national and international
cities
to remind you
They too are Americans
with proud and loyal Second Amendment
and First Amendment,
on around through all Amendment
rights to Sacred Unity,
Public and Private Health Welfare,
Left and RightMind and Body Happiness
They too are USA domestic residents
and tax payers
who believe the Second Amendment
is not whatever and however the NRA
competitively
and toxically define
and refine
and exegete it
So much as
whatever and however Original Health-Intending Democrats
cooperatively refine
and systematically define
domestic self-with-other defense
of WinWin
freedom from assault repression,
terrorizing depression,
racist and sexist suppression
Freedom for MotherEarth
wise economic
and political expression.
Seeming to decipher,
The count of the sample,
Whether white, red or dead,
It appears, each is ample,
The blood of our lives,
Not the fluid, arterial,
But the beings, among them,
Usurped the toy in your cereal,
Their daily appearance,
At the start of your day,
Then emerging in time,
As the sun went away,
Their cohabitation,
With you, not by choosing,
But the result of divinity,
And the Creator's own musing,
A parent, a sibling,
Those snags of the branches,
All accounting for something,
When relations are stanches,
Unlike other vows,
Ceremonial, contractual,
Once out of the womb,
They are dogma and factual,
Commandments and law,
Reinforce these intentions,
Though no matter or slight,
Ever fades from contention,
Blood is thicker than water,
And universally sold,
Never questioned or doubted,
Whither silent or told,
Then, some days out of many,
When zeal and self,
Decide this is the day,
I want off of the shelf,
The blood test is given,
A puncture of flesh,
Your judgment, by others,
Disregarded as fresh,
The clan, it has spoken,
Based on magisterial virtue,
Eat every last word,
Though it might only hurt you,
But, you are in the know,
Of your first name and surname,
And the choice may preclude,
The outcome of this game,
It is time you stand still,
Concern, only internal,
Which cancels your date,
With the family tribunal,
It's never forever,
The scab always heals,
But, now, it might cover,
Something new to reveal,
The blemish is formed,
Hiding old wound or issue,
It is never the same,
Reinforced by scar tissue,
Hopefully all cells involved,
Can now work together,
Creating new bonds and sealant,
And tougher than leather,
You emerge understood,
By reason or force,
Avoiding all separation,
Death, disaffect or divorce,
There might be some others,
Trials of unknown decree,
With the plaintiffs intact,
Or scouring leftover debris,
You have done what is needed,
And can sigh in relief,
Your resolve and conviction,
Firmly held your belief,
That blood is essential,
It fuels, ignites verve,
And yet until it is tested,
We know not whom it serves,
So, we test, and retest,
Find the vain to extort,
And if too much is drawn,
We can simply abort.
(12/9/01)
No wise man is recognized in a market place
Here bought and sold only universal follies
Uniqueness is disregarded and an offence is taken
When you talk about things with different attitude
Disagreement is condemnation of what they believe
And turn their faces long, in heart bear a grudge
So a cleaver man avoids them and keeps silence
If he has to share his rare thoughts, he shares with few
Common man loves common talks and ways
Throw them pearls, under their feet they will trample
No matter how serious you and your words are
First they underestimate, next they blow them out
There is something in the air
Reflecting on freedom’s one day scare
Signing a declaration we want to be on our own
Handful self-proclaimed leaders setting a tone
It was John Hancock first holding the pen
Scripted it so large ‘an idea that needed to defend’
Thirteen colonies united together
In writing the royal a letter
Through the next few years
Muskets firing heard by many ears
A revolution between tea and beers
Bells would ring
Celebrating separation from the King
Redcoat’s egos taken down
By battling farmers who knew the ground
It was all a ‘pride show’
For the stiff upper lip British you know
Better thinking said ‘let the new world grow’
Today we are in a bind
An invisible army giving the globe a hard time
Take this as an opportunity knocking
Tell Betsy Ross in her chair 'keep on rocking'
Striped bars
States as stars
In a field colored blue
An artistic message waving cool
Some of us do not agree
And the results make us stronger you will see
No one can control all fifty
Not even a virus that is shifty
Wear a mask or don’t
It’s your vote
Since in the end
You will know where to send
A message challenging the Franklin in Ben
“How much does this cost?”
“Is our boss reality at a loss?”
“Is a square cubicle your life?
Or is the husband maybe a wife”
Writing is a powerful art
Peaceful at its original start
If a reader walks away
Getting more knowledge today
This contribution would be good
Educating society as it should
Take these thoughts I do scribe
On your holiday ride
Ponder my rhymes
Circulating the economy friendly governmental dime
Enriching America’s creative independent mind
HOW TO EMBRACE LIFE
Life is up to you
Either a confused strife
Or rev up your life
What to choose?
It's all up to you.
If stumble upon an argument
Accompanies disagreement
Inner commotion creates ripples
Our weaken system cripples
Differences break us apart
This pave the way to depart
If ready for peace
Issues ready to cease
Stability within
Stillness set in
Clarity touches to the core
Solutions come to the fore
What to choose?
It's all up to you.
FIRST PLACE
ALL YOURS (May 27)
Contest Judged: 5/27/2021
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
She sees but black.
He sees only white.
She sees the day.
He sees the night.
Both firmly convinced
without any doubt
that the other knows nothing
of what they're talking about.
She will not bend.
Neither will he.
She says, "It Is."
He says, "It can't be."
Both are stubborn as mules.
Both do remain strong
for only one can be right
and the other, dead wrong.
Two hearts that once loved,
now distant and weak.
Differences unsolved
they no longer speak.
How can two walk together
unless they agree?
Their pride kept intact
as they both are set free.
Now aged, looking back
'cross the shadowy years,
she can only recall
his face, through her tears.
As his memory now finds her
still there in his heart,
and neither remembers
why they grew apart.
She saw only black.
He saw only white.
She said, "You are wrong."
He insisted, "I'm right."
Both went separate ways.
Now, too late, comes the doubt
as they wonder… "What was it
that we argued about?"
It's days like today that make
me want to hold on a little longer
We had fun laughed joked
and for once we were us again
I felt like I was back in school
hanging out with my crush
When it made my day
Just to have you hold my hand
But it's nights like tonight
fights like we had
The refusal to talk it out
that make me want to scream
To sit down and cry
hoping my heart would feel better
It's nights like tonight
that make me want let go and give up
It's a mixture of these things
that make me wish my head and heart would agree
So much of what is frothy babble
is laid before us as a truth when in truth
it is but frothy babble.
Each shiny coin newly mined and minted
with a fragrance green as the grasses
passes for a personage we would gather.
Coins as friends,
Ends justifying means,
The aftermath of fruitful beans.
Upon a curved light borne
he hones his friendships
as slivers of glass.
Reflections all so tall
and all so disavowed;
nor allowed the looser noose
of the absolute.
What is that fragrance passing
for a freedom.
What is that passing need
as the world turns,
as the days of our lives burn,
as we move as one multitude
beneath a blanket of toes
with our noses wrapped.
Worrying, scurrying for
the last scrap of paper
on which is printed not
a single famous image
but is destined
to carry our waste.