Best Enunciate Poems
-Dear, Mr & Mrs Poet-
Do you ever question where it comes from?
This poem's about you, sit down and get a load off
Tranquilize your pen, take heed to the ecstatic applause
The things in life we take for granting, in time get worse
From WHICH' our lives transverse, ascends a deep poetic curse
You write almost everything, rehearsing every living verse
Embezzling words, like Martha Stewart, ---NOT YOURS!
Withdrawing from your substance,
--yielding it to others, who aren't devoted lovers
Spacing your lines, ready for reader's digest,
Educating the mind, like Albert Einstein
You paint a different horizon for the color blind,
Drop a note, forecasting the news, that brings, Spring to mind
Your adrenaline, leaves people with a feel good faint.
At this level, Poet you're better than high speed Internet,
Anything that makes you feel this is the real deal,
Today, you write like there's no tomorrow, borrowing yesterday's clay
Inspiring ink, left to right, feeding the need to breed a poetic degree
Your dramatic dialogue, deserve 'The Peoples Choice award."
I love the sweet audio, when you lowercase every word
It's done so well, hell, let's never capitalize another word
Reaching a point across, when capitalizing every letter,
This is your world, take it, manipulate it, with the perfect stanza
Produce it like a poetic film, imagery, action, CUT it like Jerry Bruckheimer
One day Hollywood will incite a roll, looking for the best poetry soup rhymer
Your tears and affection, you pour on partial paper,
Showing every word you want to enunciate
A SHOULDER-- gone cold, drowning, forgetting the normal way
Writing about the pure religion that meets your light,
A beautiful flower under the moonlight
Hear the bells, Poe wrote about, adding sprinkles to the twinkle in your eyes,
A redolent scent not meant to be forgotten, from Eden's garden
Taking nature, by course, granting her a crown, before slamming us down
I will call her out --The evil and the fury of a goddess, a beast
This is my feast, I welcome you to my jungle, and the outer bounds of time.
If you ever question where it comes from?
Sit down and get a load off, listen---Where's the ecstatic applause?
I'm not afraid to say, -----I'm Proud to be A Poet Without A Cause
by;PD
I do it for fun
Categories:
enunciate, dedication, deep, inspirational, metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
Ink spills purposely on paper
forming letters of certain alphabets
to vowels and consonants.
Though speechless, one puts
forth effort to enunciate and
pronounce aloud the syllables
carefully to articulate loves interest.
Do you
want to
be my
one
and
only
Love Interest?
Pace INK-U-SCRIPT
03-07-13
Categories:
enunciate, boyfriend, girlfriend, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
As soft winds rustle leaves upon forested hills
And fog envelopes depths of verdant valleys
Receiving a missive from auroral emissaries
When the night that dreams of trills and melodies
Awakens the new dawn of ebullient themes
Poised to wish new-day a blessed good-morning,
Let the show begin, with the chorus of robins.
When day cedes to twilight’s orange, rosy skies
Sketching sunset in kaleidoscopic skyscapes
And stars enlighten kingdom of the cosmos
As seductive tunes complement astral ensemble
Serenading a soulmate in lyrics of romance
Enthralled in fantasies fervently longed for,
Let lullaby of heart warble nightingale’s song.
When spring blossoms on tulips and daffodils
And summer devours apples and blueberries
Feasting on bounty of sumptuous grain harvests,
Traversing the seasons north, south, east, west
Where weather’s the best and freedom reigns
Waltzing in ambiance of liberties yearned for,
Let fantasia enunciate repertoire of bird songs--
Sing now, sing aloud, all the birds of this earth
And articulate the splendor of mortal existence,
Lift the song of life, raise cadence to crescendo.
April 30, 2020
Placed 2nd:Pick-a-title, Vol. 16 – Free verse 2 poetry contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
HM: Brian's Choice 3 Contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
enunciate, bird, earth, nature, song,
Form:
Free verse
Topics of conversation seem to change as we approach maturity.
As kids we talked of love - now it's lumbago and social security!
It once was enlightening to simply discuss the weather,
But now it's a litany of their ills when oldsters get together!
When a teen we bragged about that first voluptuous kiss.
Now all we can do is talk about such and lamentably reminisce!
Girls whispered amongst themselves and cast a furtive glance,
At the high school "hunk" pining for a torrid romance!
In our courting days, sweet talk we'd whisper in the other's ear.
Now it seems we must yell to be heard unlike in yesteryear!
As married folks we debated about money, bills and kids,
Exasperating table-pounding sessions where we'd flip our lids!
Seems that no matter where senior brethren congregate,
With each other their aches and pains they must enunciate,
Discussing the woes of arthritis, phlebitis and laryngitis,
Bronchitis, bursitis, gingivitis, dermatitis and gastritis!
I reckon I could simply say, "Gee, you're looking swell!"
Then perhaps upon these gloomy topics they might not dwell.
I enjoy repartee with folks about religion, politics and sports,
But talk of doom and gloom leaves me sorta outta sorts!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Categories:
enunciate, funny, high school,
Form:
Rhyme
The Horde’s Prayer
Our Mother who dwells in Hell
Hollowed be thy Fame
Thy Freedom come
On Dearth as it is in Hell
Give us each day
Our daily Dread
And don’t forgive us
As we don’t forgive
Those who don’t trespass
Or whoever wins against us
Lead us into Temptation
And surrender us to Evil
And into Condemnation
For thy is the Freedom
To Cower and to be Hoary
Forever and ever....
Hearken!
** This awkward prayer is not meant to be blasphemous. The purpose for it is to enunciate the abundant grace of Almighty where there still exist a people who devote their time, faith and belief to the unsubstantial....They seem to recite the Lord’s Prayer in reverse, as I see it., directly contemptuous to the Great Creator.
**Freedom of belief is a Human Right. That too, is not being denigrated either.
**Contents of this poem are purely a work of Art not Religion. Don’t Do It at Home!
**Should anybody embrace it and adopt it, I’ll not be held liable.
JM
24th Oct’ 2013
Categories:
enunciate, angel,
Form:
Verse
Take your time, take your time
patience is a virtue.
Take your time, seduce my mind
and the rest will surely follow.
I need cerebral stimulation to complete
the physical equation. I’m funny that way.
I want to know there’s a mind
in the body next to mine.
Flood me with powerful words full
of truth and wisdom and humor –
your throbbing prowess held in check.
Wrap me, clothe me, and cover me in
your ever expanding intellect.
Paint vivid, moving pictures with
your skillful orator’s tongue.
Take me to the pinnacle, then pull
back – slowly – not too far.
Take your time, take your time
patience is a virtue.
Articulate.
Enunciate.
Edify.
Satisfy.
Take your time, take your time.
Seduce my mind, seduce my mind.
Categories:
enunciate, sexy,
Form:
Free verse
These walls are not just walls
Nor are these chairs
Nor is this artistic breath of air that fills
Thy every artistic corner
Thou are not just an ordinary space
Sprayed with golden sunlight
Then curtained ‘Neath a star-lit night
Coffee-scented...
Emotionally charged...
Books...
Designed with perfection itself
Lanz enchants
Melodies...
The breeze sways away with
Consciousness in an eternal waltz
Words… words … words
That slowly ebb like moon-shifting tides
Green..orange...scarlet red
Colors that fuse like these feelings
And paint themselves on these walls
Everything is so energetically infused...
Enunciate not...Feel not these restraints
Hear not these fallacies
The outer world is filled with boundaries
Yet here there are none
Forget all that lies beyond this point
Of no space and no time
For here all you do is Float…Chant…Invoke…
For this body is but a layer of flesh and bone
These glasses are but illusioned spectacles
Look not through them...
See not these grandiose illusions....Float.
For you are here.
Categories:
enunciate, passion, peace, placeswords,
Form:
Free verse
Can the world enunciate its feelings
towards a volatile emptiness
If we dared to visualize
the frothing of inevitability's smile
would it be enough
Would the barriers,
constructed by animosity's lament,
listen to reason
if dollar signs didn't taste so lustfully acidic
How could we learn to build,
if all we did was preach false pretenses
If it is said that chasing your dreams
would cost you dearly,
why can't “wisdom” be soulfully freed
of leather whipped wallets
and just show us the way
Could past-tensed smiles of the poor & meek,
really embrace the poorly meek, presently?
Does the alleged understanding
of a broken, budgetary embrace,
matter when they screw elaborated currencies?
If their heart was in the right place,
why do their crossed fingers point left...behind
When will mind over matter,
matter?
If our veritable presence is welcomed with open arms,
why would it be removed before one could say goodbye?
Another "check", bounced...
...keep your "change".
©D.J.E.
Categories:
enunciate, life, money, people,
Form:
Free verse
As I sit here, on a rectangular cake
Drawn and tied from Earth's oil, not fake
I wonder how to, in deuce, enunciate
of the state, wherein, I participate
Past tense, was I; island dwelling to hide
The thing that tied; and bound the path to dive
Terrific honey, which sleep required
Flowed wild with purpose; and never lied
Stuck to the ground; with entertainment quite boring
A guitar hero accomplished; nihilism recurring
With goods hands, in a happy place
The scenery dull, time for a break
On they came, or I to them
For me, really? Hesitation
They asked questions, quite leading, and when it was done
A train ride, to happy town, check in and tune down
The halls were quite clean, and the watchers quite ordered
The meals were on time, distracting and forward
Powders prescribed to keep time flowing even
Day and night cycle; Swiss bread repeating
As I arrived to despise the box I was in
The windows and doors that shuttered absent sin
And stuck as I was; with the ties to comply
My reply was a nod with a wink; and pity implied
Good fortune was kind to supply and find time
To use you and your keys to fly; surprise
The gears they did grind and mill for the bread
The water was lifted and carried far ahead
The story is now short, the sun breaks with news
Get out of bed, hair mend, speed spin, with trues
-KAL
Categories:
enunciate, conflict, confusion, corruption, courage,
Form:
Couplet
Ah Yes, Do you remember this character from "Happy Days" Ralph Malph played by Donny Most?
Well, brothers and sisters
He inspired me to create this tongue twister.
RALPH MALPH'S MOUTH. Come on all you poets who know it.
Say it 10 times in 10 seconds if you can!
Faster!Quicker! Don't hesitate. Enunciate!
If you did it perfectly, you're better than me.
Come on all of you in poetry land.
With clever words at your command.
Give me your best tongue twisters.
All you talented sisters and misters!
The Tongue Twister Challenge IS ON!!
Categories:
enunciate, crazy, fun, games, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Make sure you enunciate it loud
and all five girls in accord…
Then repeat three times,
“light as a feather…stiff as a board”.
One dark night,
a sleepover turned to fear-
The candle burning bright,
the hollowed spirit was near.
Light a candle and close your eyes,
concentrate feeling her body rise.
Five girls must place two fingers,
as her body is lifeless and lingers.
Going clockwise to the left,
left Bella scared and beret.
her stupefied arms crossed,
her mind blank, her thoughts lost.
All five girls kneeling,
as numbness Bella was feeling.
Open eyes on count of three,
a floating Bella you shall see.
Three inches from the ground,
calmness aching with no sound.
Bella paralyzed from toe to head,
while five girls wonder if she’s dead.
Two minutes pass, she still floats,
then she feels her closing throat.
She begins to choke and shout,
then the candle blew right out.
Falling in complete terror Bella tremors in fright,
“light as a feather, stiff as a board”...
…has worked tonight.
Make sure you enunciate it loud
and all five girls in accord…
Then repeat three times,
“light as a feather…stiff as a board”.
April 27, 2017
Categories:
enunciate, scary,
Form:
Rhyme
A letter to Adi has three letters
I dont know what are these letters.
But these letters, just letters of I always speak
No crime, just feelings
Just feelings of my forgiving heart
He really dont understand that I'm convinced
With his nothing more and nothing less, dont love me so much that hurts,
Always keep smiling, be happpy
But I'm not convinced how he flee these words
Isnt he is hurt?
Isnt he is happy?
Deepens my soul, deepens that I think much
Cos his words I wanted to enunciate
A big tip working overtime
A catch without falling
A decision without mistake
With him letter to Adi has three letters
That I always remember
A gateway to forever
But no forever
Strikes in, strikes out, bull's eyed at the same time
Wondered, wandered,
Hopeless and hopeful
Waiting and being left
I dont know what brought life's me in here
The nightmare of my delusion, I'm the prisoner
Long the wait, I'm been trap forever
Emotions carried away, I'm nowhere
A pace of something, life's in hunger.
Days I'd count, nights I'm trying to escape
To ruminate my fate
Love finds me there
Love lies me in there..
Breathing in, breathing out
Finally, I let your letters go..
Too much of dreams not coming true
Like I always knew.
Categories:
enunciate, absence, moving on,
Form:
Free verse
Everything was so spontaneous
and beautiful in my younger years;
a young heart reaching out to adventurous dreams,
making them as real as his imagined schemes!
Climbing a grassy hill,
pushing forward to reach mountains,
and discover hidden treasures
that lay in darkness for centuries;
frescos of saints in spacious caves,
a statue of an Archangel
guarding the dusty altar
as he thrusted His long spear
into the woeful Devil!!
Spring was a stunning sight of fireflies,
so incrediblly cheerful and thrilling,
when the impetuous wind
scattered the small white flowers
of a clustered viburnum
over the acient town of Baianum...
where I spent my younger years,
cherishing the liveliness of adolescence!
Coming down steep cliffs
towards early evening...
when the sunset was ablaze,
serenity was never felt so deeply;
and as weary as the canary's song would be,
it prompted me to sing!
In my younger years,
all those days weren't a passage through brevity...
they lingered on like they were enraptured by eternity;
If I had foreseen the misery of my misfortunes...
I wouldn't enunciate the loss of their affinity,
or the vitality of my unrelenting footsteps:
when I crossed,so unhastly,
that magnificent land called, " Italy! "
Categories:
enunciate, history, nature, nostalgia, people,
Form:
Narrative
Petition
We animals and after mature cogitation
Enunciate bury the hatchet and in peace abide
To the law of the jungle oppose our deprivation
Terminate the masquerade and nature commodities equally divide
Confide to pathetic humans the charge
To their lust grotesque for power leverage
Revamp hostility to supremacy attain
Ignoramus jackasses seeking to hold the reins
Pharaohs,stars and emperors long proclaimed
The commanded the skies and earth germane
Their bones under earth's scum alighted
Unhurriedly putrefied and fetid smell did remain
It though takes all kinds to make a world
With disparate feathers flock like a bird.
Abdelwaheb Dhaou.
Categories:
enunciate, animal, crazy, irony,
Form:
Rhyme
This man refusing to enunciate
who sounds like someone’s missing marbles found
by his mouth took a vote in which escape
has hands-down won against rolling around
a schizoid tongue by an everyone-but-one
to one-against-which-one-won margin, stubs his toe
on stakes in the ground and moves swiftly on
from religious talk to an amputee’s hop,
thus dealing a crippling blow to choked upon balls
made of glass in so doing, shifting their hopes
from tongue to a$s until no-one calls
no-one else for help, assuming he’s dead as the Pope
who still enjoys a game of quick marbles
with only himself and ghosts of the gargles.
Categories:
enunciate, nonsense, religion,
Form:
Sonnet