Best Disposition Poems
Frosty takes his leave
melting snow on the hillside
Spring has her warm ways
Cheerful smiling hummer,
slurping sunshine while it's summer!
Poetry contest: One liner about YOU
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My current disposition is blue.
It seems like an indelible hue.
I am so sad.
This is so bad.
The one who did this to me was you.
Inspired by another member's poem
4-08-2012 The Sweet Disposition
Much higher than than clouds, where possessions are nothing but dead weight,
Where all can walk freely without losses of defeat,repeat,belief,
Open doors that have not been dreamed of before,portholes of the stars,
Please open this man cage,I must drink my thirst of there you are,
The stones at my feet turn to sand,to dust,to the hardened hearts,
No longer I wait,I chase my eyes to follow,my feet up to shallow,
Away from the minds that collect in the deep,where there they remain hidden,
My love is that of the rain that's falling,the trees that are reaching,
The ground that is needing, your heart to be feeding,dreaming,fleeing,
The sweet disposition of the bright light which finds us,
Is not of this world,the last ,or the next.
Heaving grey heaven
Dragged over the rooftops
Like a sullen stale duvet
Beneath a stillness beyond still
Whispering privately
‘The grey returning’
This time of feeling
So familiar
Same world, altered mind
Grey sky drifting
Somewhere
©dbyrne Aug 2014
I confess my disposition to the world,
the nature of my being-- my soul,
that of romantic and tragic Spirit
quarter me, pierce me, kiss me
but never break the beating heart
within me!
:: 1-13-2016 ::
Look at the stars, look at how they shine for you and everything you do
- Coldplay - Yellow
ASTRAL DISPOSITION
The twizzle etchings in the Winter sky, electrifying,
those sparkling spectators of spectacular spin —
the height, the depth, velocity is riveting
and it’s all for you, my Dear
Millions of miles away, rambunctious smiles, applause —
serenade of plucking wings, society of carefree things
and it’s all for you, my Dear
With sophist swag, quill and ink — destiny curves,
loquacious cursive of psaltery stars
and it’s all for you, my Dear
Integrity and grit — eternity’s candlelit, luminous flames
of red, orange and green, yellow, white and blue
and it’s all for you, my Dear
2/15/2020
Famous poetic lines 3 - Love songs Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One
Coming out of a cold season
Which I admire
Going into a warmer season
Causing me to perspire
But I do desire this warmer season
I claim and commit to spring
Speaking of a seasonal special emotion
The next season causes me to have
A melt down of considerable disposition
And yes, cook an egg on the hood
Of your car. Even to hot to barbeque.
I'll take that cue excuse me.
I despise the season, SIZZLING
SUMMER, when cold lemonade is
Worth more than a fifty dollar bill.
I'm liable to stick my head
Inside of a grocery store freezer
As the store clerk says chill man its
Not that bad.
Perspiration touching the eyeballs burning.
Hungry for the coldest winter, yearning for
A crystal clear tall glass of frigid AIR!
there's a boiling point of perspiration in creases
I never knew I had.
Where is the first snow flake I'm wishing for?
Failed Disposition
Defining failure my disposition from you,
never seemingly doing your right thing to do.
Internalized lost character, anger held within,
left feeling I am the worst man amongst men.
Agonizing pains clarity as the truth is disagreed,
drops fall upon drops in red rivers my heart bleeds.
Terrorized mentality stamped into catatonics state,
running from fates destiny in between love and hate.
bmdavey@
02/07/16
Each little percussion of your
Heart’s drum centers on
Perfection.
Apathy becomes a cold friend
On a dry day full of lethargic
Heat—sweat beads of undesired
Lust.
I am the apprentice—my master—
Spirits of unquenched probable
Addictions—demons of
Ignorance.
Fallen angel—I denounce you
Here and now.
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More of my works at alexfalls.com
So they say he created
Heaven and Earth
But who nurtured it?
Who saw it through winter
And still lost the battle
Who’s burdened with the decision
Of life or death?
To kill one’s child
Is to lose one’s sanity
Yet sane mother nature remains
A PURPOSE FILLED LIFE
Teach me O Lord,the wisdom of Your word,to praise as David praised
Maybe to suffer as with Job.To love as Solomon in his Song and to belong.
Guided by Proverbs, epigrams to employ and understand life as Ecclesiates,and will to will Your will. Yet come aside& in your arms be still.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2014
Smile: Soul's euphoric disposition artfully designed on anticipation's lips!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 April 2018
Purple shadows dancing and laughing with clowns
How does it matter when the grim reaper smiles
Vultures and dragons fly missed horizon
Parrots and cockatoos squawk talk through wireless connections Verizon ™
And when it's all said done
Methodical
2/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
I see the fields of ash
browned by the sun
the bodies laying in the field
but the war has not been won
my last gasp of air
I have clung to you
my salvation
for years and years
the darkness cannot spread I reason
it is almost here
I hear them calling now
“the war has just been won!” they say
a raw victory for my heart
the battle has just begun
on the horizon
The drumming of my heart
I call out in the rain
only one can hear
amidst the sounds of marching
the gates have opened…