Best Equal Poems
When asked to write Limericks about ladies
I said, "Oh, no. There's no way in Hades!"
Too many are my friends
I'd have to make amends
Not even for a brand new Mercedes
Then, I gave the matter a bit more thought
And chose women closest to my heart
The ones in Milton Creek
Five who are quite unique
All lovely women who are very smart
Jan holds ownership of the Manx Saloon
Where two lovely ladies sing a fine tune
It's where Milt played poker
But do not provoke her
Jan has been known to throw a mean spittoon!
Tania now runs the bakery in town
Her Whiskey Whoopie Pies are world renown
Come to Kitchin's Kitchen
She might let you pitch in
to help her make the best pastries around
Deb manages the Manx with extra care
No outlaws allowed, so you'd best beware
If you're packin' a gun
Or maybe on the run
She'll call the lawmen and they'll be right there
Two recently hired ladies fit right in
Caren tends bar, pouring jiggers of gin
Anne-Lise is the town flirt
Servin' drinks in ruffled skirt
Fine ladies, living at Aces with Lin
There's a few others at the Bordello
I hear one's sweet on a certain fellow
Maybe just a rumor
A tale told with humor
The Creek's calm enough to hear cows bellow
Residents will keep it free of all spats
No bad hombres who'll be wearin' black hats
More ladies will arrive
Our little town will thrive
Mayor Tom will have more to say 'bout that
Type casting Pirates of Penzance
Lining up those who’ll sing and dance
Some aced the illusion
Others beyond delusion
Laughing so hard I wet my pants
AP: 3rd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on April 8, 2019 for contest PIRATE THEMED LIMERICK sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN - RANKED 4TH
We must never forget that
we're human beings, above all.
We're God's children, all equal in his eyes.
We need to treat each other
with the utmost respect and dignity.
We need to learn how to peacefully co-exist.
Notwithstanding our deity of worship -
Whether you call God just that, God,
or Allah, or El-Shaddai, or Bhagwan.
Notwithstanding the language
we speak, or the accent
of our speech, domestic or foreign.
Notwithstanding our politics -
Democrat, Republican, or Independent,
or even party-free.
Notwithstanding our race -
White, Black, Hispanic, Asian; whether you
check "Other" on application forms.
Notwithstanding our religion -
Catholicism, Judaism, Hinduism, Mormonism,
Buddhism, Islam, and so on.
Notwithstanding our culture,
belief system, financial status, sexual orientation,
or how we dress. Whether we're believer or atheist.
Notwithstanding the side
of the railroad track we hail from...
We must never forget that
we're human beings, above all.
We're God's children, all equal in his eyes
We need to treat each other
with the utmost respect and dignity.
We need to learn how to peacefully co-exist.
In the final analysis, we are all equal!
Opinion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
Date Written: 06/23/2020
friends can be equals
do unto others as you...
or be inequals
teachers and students
or the parent and child
of the same sharing
friendship peace and trust
delight and like mindedness
enjoyment of love
self recognition
and sharing greater pursuit
toward virtues' heights
Riots and chaos chastised by our kin.
More sibling rivalry taken right on the chin.
We need to wake up and pull our heads from the ground.
The hatred of past is still all around.
Keep love in your heart and never lose faith.
Do your part in these times and never cause scathe.
Please forgive me my God and the part that I’ve played.
Please cast down your light and help to persuade.
We all have thrown stones in our self-righteous ways.
I now see the light and the error of my ways.
From this day forward I will no longer disrespect.
We are all created equal in every aspect.
Equal Rights are guaranteed by law
Quality of life has a major flaw
Universal acceptance will start the thaw
American laws are still too raw
Leadership lost the bigoted draw
Rights are rights, they belong to all
Idiots who fear to make the call
Give equality or watch the nation fall
Help the just tear down the wall
Truth prevail while hate will stall
See us from the dark ages crawl
Discrimination is discrimination no matter
how it is disguised.
Separate is not Equal
Authored by Chuck Keys
It is said,
that life must be one.
It is felt,
when we are parted apart.
Why must we learn to separate
on what is viewed together in the wind.
Do we equate our lives to others,
to separate can never be equal.
Who decides better may be at worst,
the eagle soars to new highs only as one.
Two tall man are standing, one is white, the other isn't,
both are tall, proud and great.
I, Thurgood Marshall, am here to represent
my race. I am here to represent these
thirteen parents and twenty children whose
rights have been so egregiously
violated. I don't know how anyone
can believe that quote unquote Separate but
Equal is anything near equal! I
give you this example: Lil' miss Linda
Brown here, daughter of Mister Oliver
Brown, one of the parents I represent
today. Lil' Linda has to walk through a
TRAIN YARD everyday, to her bus stop! When
the White school, Sumner Elementary is
just seven blocks from her house. Now this does
not make sense to me... Why should a lil' third
grader be FORCED to attend a school a
mile away when she could walk right down the
street? This does not sound quote unquote EQUAL to
me. None of you can deny that this was
NOT equal. In the United States
Constitution, in the Equal Protection
Clause of the Fourteenth Amendment, it clearly
states that "No State shall make or enforce any
law which shall abridge the privileges or
immunities of citizens of the
United States; nor shall any State deprive
any person of life, liberty, or
property, without due process of law;
nor deny to any person within its
jurisdiction the equal protection
of the laws." Now for you plain folk, that means
that our governement must treat everyone
EXACTLY the same. People of the jury,
I implore you! Would you force such hardship
and degredation on your own children?
No! Of course not! I wouldn't force it on
my children either! So I ask why you
would even consider forcing this burden
on this young girl? I beg you to realize
that Separate but Equal is not equal,
has never been equal! A nation divided
cannot stand, so let us unite our nation
starting with our schools, and little girls like
miss Linda Brown. Let us tear down the
constraints of Separate but Equal and
be truely equal! Thank you! Thank you!
As Women now have more power and rightly now have a voice
In the western world there are many more opportunities
Than there used to be and so much choice.
While men are today unashamedly in touch with their feminine side
And are now at last allowed to cry
Men wearing pink was just not done when I was a nipper
But now anything goes
Some men wear women's clothes make up and fluffy slippers.
Is something in the water or something in the air
But some women are getting more masculine
While men are showing touches of femininity everywhere.
Men may talk about swapping knitting patterns or tips on child care.
The girls around here have tattoos are rough and show off their bits
They have earings through their tongues and noses get drunk and aggressive
Always fighting
In pubs and the street when pints of beer touch their lips.
We now have lady vicars in lace knickers
Female body builders and bricklayers
Men have took a giant step backwards
While women race to the top
And I hope they'll never stop.
House husbands are more common these days
They can change a diaper with just one hand
And talk on the cell phone for hours while doing the housework
Or taking the baby to te park in it's pram
I think women taking over the world
And using men as slaves is the masterplan
And men live in fear because they know they can.
Of course now men have big problems
Like deciding what dress to wear
Does my bottom look big in this
And ooh I hate my hair.
It's so difficult to tell the difference sometimes
When on a date
If you're heterosexual
You may find out a bit too late.
Now it;s women who wear the trousers
And men who wear the skirt and bra
No one seems to care no more
Just who you are.
Women had been repressed by men for too long
Now they play the tune
And bang the drum and sing the song.
Well if you can't beat then join them
Before it's much too late
My operation is next Thursday I hope keep the date
Please don't look down at men
I know we are sometimes a pain
But you have to realise
Men are going through the change.
''Now pink or yellow dress,?, hmmm.
Peter Dome.copyright.2015.June.
I am not the lesser sex
My sex may represent me
But what I am and who I am
Is held in my woman soul
You can see it in my eyes
If only you care to look
And my spirit lives there always
Even if you take away my pride
Destroy my body on the outside
Cut away at my softest parts
Brutalize my curves
Which are meant to be held and loved
You will ruin what we could have
And what endless joys we could share
You could know the whole of me
If only you would dare
What is there to fear in me?
For power lives in us all
I will not take yours away from you
But love you for your soul
Together we could grow and share
A world that listens to us both
Our threads forever will be entwined
Cherished and valued all
Not matter from what side we are
Our web will meet in the middle
The eye it forms there a wisdom
Our shared view of the earth
So I am not the lesser sex
But worthy of our world
I shall always have a woman soul
Cherish it for what it holds
An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!
How we live and age depends on circumstance and time...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Youth is pure glory when the body is not weak...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Before sixty we were vibrant, now frail and ready to die...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!
Taste rain and feel sunshine, ignore wrinkles, age spots and such...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Leave gold and everything behind, it's troublesome for the rich...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Have we lived fearlessly or covered by a sheet?
An equal share of victory and defeat!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!
What we accomplish through life remains bright or bleak...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Gray hair means wisdom, neglect the puffiness under the eyes...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
We came into existence to lead meaningful, not purposeless lives...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!
What if we'd met at Jackson Memorial in the neonatal ward,
Placed ever so gently, side by side, facing the outside world?
And our parents and relatives and friends they had
Giggled thru an over sized window
And waved and pointed and cooed at us,
Two tiny babies in little pink blankets with silly hats on our heads.
The joy of our grandparents. The meaning to life.
Heirs to the family misfortunes.
We Separate-ly, Equal-ly, Together-ly went home to be loved by all.
And walking and talking and learning to trust
Were taught in our childhood years.
And you learned to sing, "Amazing Grace"
At the A.M.E Church on the corner
And I learned to sing, "Amazing Grace"
At the Baptist church on the square.
We gossiped together each morning and "double dutch-ed" at lunch.
You angled me through geometry class as I read you through English Lit.
I cheered when you made cheerleader and you cried when I didn't.
We laughed when I made Homecoming Queen,
Went to Macy's and picked out a dress.
Then the day finally came, with diplomas in hand,
Throwing caution to the wind,
We Separate-ly, Equal-ly, Together-ly plunged into the outside world.
And through the years, no matter what, we stayed friends to the bitter end.
As husbands came and husbands went and the world grew up around us.
We loved and prayed and raised our babies.
We shared our families' misfortunes.
Together we sang "Amazing Grace" when people we loved went Home.
And never once in all that time did we ever look askance
That you are a woman of color and I am some shade of white.
When women argue how men have
More than women have ever had,
That it’s unfair that men can be a
Much faster Olympiad.
They’re playing the victim to the man
Where they’re handcuffed to a womb,
And they alone go through the hell of
Being in the delivery room.
What they don’t get is that men would
Love to grow a living breathing soul,
Instead our only job involves planting
A seed in the small key hole.
So, to compensate, men build towers,
Faster, concrete worldly things we create,
You see, man is a victim of the woman’s body,
The woman’s body that can gestate.
Peace and Being Equal
Hate either being late or having to wait;
Maybe would be best if we both negotiate;
Give me some of this in exchange for that
And then we all may avoid mortal combat.
Will not start calling you a such and such,
When you continually try to take too much,
And it would never be even a trifle fair,
For what I wanted you wouldn't dare to care.
So just where might the happy medium be
Forget about cruddy classification and society
Write one more book and poem with a sequel,
And personal preference is about being equal.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Poet
www.poetrysoup.com
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com
In Poems for Adults section.
You can take any part or parts of my poems
and combine them with any of yours that you
prefer and can endure or allow all of my poems
to remain rather obscure. The rest of you poets
can start writing more poems because my number
may be exceeding yours now. Also, another awesome
April is poetry month which I am sure you already
know. Right? Jim Horn
REFRAIN
What does sets us above the pack;
the throng, the herd the mob?
And, do all these most righteous things
bring us nearer to our God?
Does walking upright, head held high
give clear sight from aloft
thus showing those who walk on four
as merely God's cast offs?
What does sets us above the pack;
the throng, the herd the mob?
And, do all these most righteous things
bring us nearer to our God?
Do denizens of air and sea
fall farther from God's grace,
And, are the golden buzzing bees
so damned to be erased?
What does sets us above the pack;
the throng, the herd the mob?
And, do all these most righteous things
bring us nearer to our God?
Or, will we find on judgment day
bound to, entombed surprised
when we realize all God's creations
are equal in His eyes.