Best Easily Poems
She said no without excuse.
I admired that.
Her eyes did not blink.
She did not explain.
She simply said ‘no’.
Quiet and plain.
Not I’m sorry.
Not I wish I could.
She said ‘no’ the way I wish I could.
Of my drowsy deep summer dreams ~ pictures in black and white
Divine heavenly clouds floats freely and easily ~ angels floss
My frustration floating through no mans land ~ patience my friend
Sijo
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27.07.2016
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People's, people-of a *modest degree*. Forgive me if something about this poem
is offensive to anyone, my apology to the psyche of your mind that's trying to hide old
wounds, wounds of envy, and transguility. Over and over the year's following the same
old trend of religious prosterity and made up rule's, has gotten us nowhere. Nowhere
but deeper and deeper in a state of implicable confusion that have given us the illusion
of a subject that very rareily is ever spoken. "Not easily Broken. "Who do they they're
fooling". For the truth of some religious fanantic's is that paying your tithe's and trust-
ing good peoples(?) exspecially if they're white or are above the norm of simplicity, put
ting down the minoritie's is the only way to Heaven.
Let his word be spoken, "Not Easily Broken", the problem with dealing with the trend
of acceptence, life and everyday occurence's, is that some-not all, folk's have not com-
pletely come to grip that we live in perilous times, times of same-sex marriages, pastors
of large churche's being caught with the infidelity of the prosterity of lust and the immor-
turity of a fallen yoken. Who thus thou think they're fool'nn, who thus think for the achie-
ver's, the believers that hear the word of God, an aunascity of authencity and natur-
al ability.(Are you following me) Jesus is diplicted as some hippee-looking white dude and
for centurie's and long year's gone by, this has been the trend. The truth was and still is
hardly ever spoken, that he's Emanuel (God of all) so whether you're White, Latino, Indian,
Afro-American, (LOVE) is the token. "Not Easily Broken".
Kindness Is Fruit One May Easily Give
Give kind words to one in desperate need
till the hungry ground for a fertile crop.
A life can be saved by casting that seed
yielding forth sweet fruits that may never stop.
Each new day, look for the good to be done
by shining light on others in dark night.
Salvation tis' not measured by the ton
but by the greatness of pure love's bright light.
Planting hope's first crop and seeing it grow
often the greatest treasure one may find.
Do that for faith and love, and not for show
be thee blessed and rewarded in kind.
Kindness is fruit one may easily give.
True journey and path to forever live.
R. J. Lindley
Aug. 12th 1976
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I wonder why the willow weeps.
What sadness does she know?
I wonder if she sadly sleeps
As she dreams of long ago?
Could the winter be the reason,
For a willow likes the spring?
Yet regardless of the season
I suspect a different thing.
For once a caller stayed awhile,
And still the fire keeps--
Since then she finds it hard to smile,
But easily she weeps!
~Mel~
Changed climate is not a surprise
With drilling for gas on the rise
Where can life forms hide
From carbon dioxide
And methane let loose in the skies?
Neo-druids auger gas wells
And add fluids with sulfurous smells!
Are poisons they've tapped
With their magic wands trapped
Evermore by sorcerous spells?
Votes and news seem not relevant
The unrelenting elephant
In all our best rooms
Is fossil fuel's fumes
And toxins we can't circumvent
You were rejected when the curse that clouded your memory made you cruel,but now darkness is lifted. And your power is restored. His chariot will smoothly cross the ocean's rough waves,and as a mighty warrior. He will conquer the seven continents, Looking in a badly tarnished mirror. But when the surface is clean it can easily be seen.
I don't know what I am doing.
For such a long time it was a pain for me to be alone, and when I finally understood what it truly means to enjoy my own company, I go and find a guy who immediately becomes my boyfriend.
Maybe I was lonely?
Maybe he felt the same.
What is a relationship anyway? Merely a social construct which provides us with temporary happiness and a feeling of being secure?
What happens after the rush takes off and you realize that this other person might be with you for selfish reasons, and you are doing the same?
I was once told that a relationship will always be based on your own best interest.
Is this something real or just a way to kill time until something better comes along?
Yes, I was pleased to learn that we had so many things in common.
Yes, I felt happy when he referred to me as his girlfriend.
Yes, it felt amazing to be able to tell my friends that I was happy being with someone new.
Yes, I was excited when he invited me to go on a vacation.
But I am so scared.
I'm so scared that this is just yet another attempt to cover those feelings of loneliness that I am oh so familiar with.
I thought it would be different.
I thought it would be a brand new start with a brand new me, but I still have those insecurities, maybe even now, more than ever.
It feels like we have been together forever, and yet it also feels like I just met you.
Am I deliberately trying to sabotage my own happiness because I don't feel like I deserve it, or do I just enjoy the misery?
Maybe I'm not ready for this.
Should I be alone or does it really make a difference?
I fall in love too easily.
There’s a land that is lost, anybody can find:
Follow the fairy stream
Through forests of fable, back in your mind,
In the countryside full of dream.
Oh, so easy to travel and wander back home,
Over the years once more,
Where the elves and trolls are teasing the gnome,
Trying to make him roar.
I am going to turn back the clock of time,
to a Christmas when I was six years old;
shopping with my mother one day I saw something,
it was a life size doll and I fell in love.
I talked about her non stop all the long day,
and I wrote many letters to Santa (and his wife);
my mother kept saying, "wouldn't you like a baby doll?"
"no mommy, I want life size Sally!"
On Christmas morning I flew down the stairs,
the tree was all a glitter and Christmas music played;
but no parcel looked big enough for a life size doll,
I opened one box to find "stupid" baby doll.
My lip was quivering but I did not cry,
dad brought a white kitten in his arms for me;
but little brother took it and they were playing,
so, I went upstairs until mother called.
And there was Aunt Mary holding Sally doll,
I screamed- she was my "everything" for weeks!
then- I picked up baby doll, "she had stuff",
a cradle, bottles, clothes- and I fell in love.
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December 14, 2016
Poetry/Narrative/Little Girls Fall in Love Easily
Copyright Protected, ID 858-132-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym
Inspired by the contest, Christmas Day
Sponsor, Alexis
First Place
Dreams can come easily anytime anywhere
Before and behind reality
But success may not come anytime anywhere
Before reality
You must put in extra effort anytime anywhere
Before and behind reality
Dreams form easily but not success
Dreams form easily
This is so called reality
Success is hard to achieve
This is also called reality
And if you fail
There hardly any choice
Reality is to be accepted
As the best solution
An Ideal Job Is Easily Found
By Elton Camp
“To find what type of job you are best fitted to and then to secure an opportunity to pursue it, is the key to happiness.” -- John Dewey
It’s now too late for me, this to do
For my working days are through
For young folks about to begin
There’s one I’d recommend
The pay’s not great, but work is steady
The skills you need you have already
If you can talk, hear and key
Then you’re likely home free
It’s not work in the blazing sun
You can quit when the day’s done
The work is all performed inside
From cold, there’s no need to hide
If a layoff should ever come around
Another like it is very easily found
“Mr. Jones, how are you today?”
Mealtime is when it’s best to say
“I’m giving you an opportunity here
To share with me something dear.”
“Your credit card is all that I need
To handle it with the greatest speed.”
Being a telemarketer is what I propose
For no jobs are more worthy than those
Separating the sucker from his dough
Will give you a happy, contented glow
The water’s calm lay broken by a breeze;
a whisper, yet it shivered ‘cross the lake,
dispiriting reflected hues with ease,
perhaps without intent, within its wake.
In silence, at the water’s edge, she stood
and watched as scenes of beauty disappeared;
dark echoes of a sunset, red as blood;
distorted visions drowned then re-appeared.
Delivered with a faint yet crippling blow,
such consequences borne of careless breath.
Dark seas of salty heartache vowed to grow,
engraved with scars, adornments until death.
As words with thought once bathed a tender heart,
just one without did tear her world apart.
I initiate
I give
You will be a good doctor
Love
Lord
She was left to drown in sorrow
with the chilled pavement digging into her knees
with weeping skies and wailing winds
and all the worn down thoughts
stored in the darkest crevices of her mind.
Her lovely skin was forever twisted
beaten, battered, degraded
she was petrified and frozen in time
with the taunting children who danced around her
pitching stones in her face
She savored the darkness
of which always surrounded her
the moment the sun once again left her
suddenly she stood with her arms above her head
and she began to sway, she began to move
Her heart began to beat again
as her body began to warm
and she decided she would be free
with a renewed darkened sense of hope
she ran in desperation to her favorite place
Elated, excited, overjoyed
that girl was impossibly delighted
though she was tremulous and a bit unsure
she was done with being depressed, dejected and alone
Finally she will be too far away for them to find her
-ARI