Best Exonerated Poems
THE COMMANDER "IN" CHIEF" IS "IN" THE MILITARY"!!!!!! HE OR SHE GETS "TO BE",ALL AT THE SAME TIME: IN "ALL THE MILITARY FORCES!!! ARMY,NAVY,AIR FORCE,MARINES,NATIONAL GUARD!THE COMMANDER IN CHIEF GETS RELIEF ,AND WILL ALWAYS BE "JUDGED" BY CIVILIANS,AND MILITARY JUSTICE IN THIS "DEMOCRACY" TO MAKE "DEMOCRACY TRUE"!! IN DEMOCRACY WE STILL GIVE "THE ELECTRIC CHAIR" SO IT IS GOOD TO BE AWARE THAT IF YOU DO NOT "LOVE" : BE WARE OF THE ELECTRIC "CHAIR" FOR THOSE WHODO NOT CARE ABOUT "LOVE"!!!!THE RESIDENT WHO IS PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA IS "THE ONLY ONE",WHO IS AND "UNDER"
,UNDER',UNDER, BOTH "MILITARY JUSTICE" "EVERY DAY",AND CIVIL JUSTICE EVERY DAY!!!! THIS IS "THE U.S.A.!!! WE PRACTICE WHAT WE PREACH,AND WE REALIZE HOW TO "IMPEACH"!!!IF THE PRESIDENT AFTER ALL OF THE FACTS HAVE BEEN DISCLOSED THAT WARRANTS AN IMPEACHMENT ARE DENIED THEN "MILITARY JUSTICE" WILL CAUSE "DEMOCRACY" TO SURVIVE" IN "THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY'S WRATHFUL EYES ON THOSE WHO WOULD NOT LOVE: THEY REJECTED LOVE,AND FINALLY FOUND "HELL BELOW"!!!! qUO-QUO-!!!IN "REALITY AND TRUTH "THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA" IS A "MILITARY MAN",AND WHEN "IN DOUBT OF IMPEACHEMENT" "THE U.S.A. PUTS THE PRESIDENT IN MILITARY HANDS FOR JUSTICE,AND JUDGEMENT,AND LETS "WE THE PEOPLE" ASSIST " IN THAT PLAN"!!!IF THE PRESIDENT IS NOT IMPEACHED ,AND CONVICTED BY CIVILIAN COURTS,HE WILL BE PUT INTO "MILITARY COURTS": ARMY,NAVY,AIR FORCE,MARINES,AND THE NAVY SEALS,! HE MIGHT BE EXONERATED OR CONVICTED ,AND MIGHT BE IMPEACHED OR NOT: HE MIGHT BE EXONERATED ON THE SPOT? THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA IS "COMMANDER IN CHIEF" OF "ALL THE MILITARY FORCES" ,AND IS "UNDER " MILITARY JUSTICE,AND UNDER CONGRESS,AND IS UNDER THE SENATE: THE ONLY RELIEF THAT THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA HAS IS TO WORK FOR "WE THE PEOPLE",AND UPHOLD "DEMOCRACY",AND FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,AND SHOW HIS TAXES,AND HIS TAX RETURNS LIKE MOST REPUBLICANS DO,AND MUST DO OR PUT HIMSELF ABOVE MOST REPUBLICANS,BY NOT SHOWING HIS TAXES,AND REALLY PUTTING "HIMSELF" ABOVE "THE LAW"""!!!! LOVE IS THE LAW! NO MATTER WHAT WE DO WE CAN "DO" ONE" COMMANDEMENT" WHILE HAVING ORAL SEX! WE CAN LOVE!! THE PRESIDENT CAN PAY HIS FAIR SHARE OF TAXES OR BE IMPEACHED BY A MILITARY COURT,AND LOVE THE PEOPLE WHO ELECTED HIM WHO HAVE PAID THEIR TAXES!
Categories:
exonerated, 12th grade, 8th grade,
Form:
Prose Poetry
THE THREE CATEGORIES OF PEOPLE
At the zenith great men stood unopposed
Exonerated people of great wisdom and wealth
The earth is their point of arrival and departure
Terminus ad quo and terminus ad quem
Always excelling at the slightest opportunity
Success! Their pinnacle of glory
They make things happen”.
In the middle mediocres squat opposed
Thou they find themselves comfortable where they are
Making no effort to move forward
Always ready to serve the lords of the pinnacle
Yet they feel like waking up at the peak
Imagining the world to be a place of existence
They try to make things happen but lack the will”.
Down are struggling large multitudes of people
Who blame the world for what they are
They are mask men to themselves
Value can never be attached to their life
Surely existing not living in a world of theirs
Inferiority personified, pathetic without vision
Looking and not seeing, hearing and not listening
Ready to embrace whatever comes their way
Pessimistic persons with great dreams they can’t realize.
They watch things happen”.
WHERE DO YOU BELONG?
...Lordvip...
Categories:
exonerated, people, world, men,
Form:
Free verse
Her supple and shapely silhouette rests submissively
as the luster upon the soft satin sheets arouses
sensual images of salaciousness beneath the sheen surface
My empty yet enduring eyes slowly engage the darkness
eager to embark upon the elusive lines energizing the elation
as a sojourning moon entices her to endear
Her excelling exuberance... exploited on exhalation
exposing her explicitly, exemplifying the excerpt
of an exonerated experience as the moonlight expires
Categories:
exonerated, allusion, dark, desire, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
The Heavenly Courtroom
“ 14Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. 15For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet was without sin. 16Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” Heb 4:14-16 NIV
Will you be found guilty
Or will your name be vindicated?
Will you ask Jesus to be your Saviour—
A life that’s exonerated?
The Courtroom in Heaven—
Is daily set in motion.
The Accuser known as Satan—
Seeks to gain his revengeful portion.
When the seven plagues of Revelation—
Start on earth to fall,
Judgment has concluded—
Each case decided for one and all.
Is your name written—
In the Lamb’s Book of Life?
Are you covered by Christ’s righteousness,
Or Satan’s fateful knife?
Christ is our High Priest above—
In the Heavenly Sanctuary.
He intercedes for His sheep,
Following His sacrifice on Calvary.
In the Heavenly Courtroom,
He stands in our place.
When covered by His righteousness,
We receive His saving grace.
Will you ask Him for forgiveness,
So that your Saviour can stand;
Successfully pleading your case,
All guilt to disband?
The Accuser is persistent—
He wants your vindication,
But Christ stands in your place—
To offer you exoneration!
Copyright © 2010-2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
Categories:
exonerated, faith, inspirational, jesus,
Form:
Rhyme
SUPERLATIVES
S uperlative sentiments subliminally stupefy- salubrious solitude
U niquiviocal uproariously unconventional, uninhibited, unabashed
P reposterously pedantic, precarious pandemics, perilous pandemonium
E uphoria exemplified, exquisitely exorbitant – eloquently enthralled
R eiterated relentlessly, radically rambunctious--ruthless retribution
L inguistically ludicrous, lavished lackadaisical— listless laments
A bundant accentuations, adorning ambiguous animosity—antithetical
T ranslucently tantalized, tediously thrifty tumult—transfixed
I ncourrigeable impediments insatiable, idealistic irrelevance-illustrious
V ernacular vindicated vivaciously, vehemently visceral—venerated
E xplicitly effervescently exonerated, eclectic exuberance—elated
S crupulously steadfast solitude, surreptitiously subliminal – surrealistic
Categories:
exonerated, words,
Form:
Free verse
I m p r i s o n e d.
C o n f i n e d.
D e t a i n e d.
I n c a r c e r a t e d.
Locked in a cell for too long...days of darkness and
wearing orange. Was the accident really my fault?
I was driving safely. It was raining and I swear she
just jumped in front of my car without reservation.
Now I suffer in a penitentiary holding onto all the
guilt one woman can hold. Involuntary manslaughter
conviction and my life is over. Five long years confined
in a cage of remorse and loneliness. Is this fair?
She died and that will always be on my conscience.
F o r g i v e n e s s.
A t o n e m e n t.
M e r c y.
L e n i e n c y.
I have begged for forgiveness for wrongs I have
committed. My freedom regained, but I yet I still am in
prison outside of the bars. No remission can be found
as I lay at night on a cold cement floor in an old car garage
not being used anymore. Absolution would be nice.
I know I may have been wrong, but doesn’t everyone
deserve to be exonerated? I need vindication in my soul if
I wish to move on with my life.
F o r l o r n.
A b a n d o n e d.
N e g l e c t e d.
I s o l a t e d.
I have had more days of rejection than I can ever count.
No matter the season I have been deserted and left
friendless beyond comprehension. I needed love to
survive and apparently surviving is not in my future. I crave
the comfort of a good home and a warm bed to lay my
head. I thirst for clean water and nourishing healthy food.
But these things are not given and are not available for
me to receive. One mistake one rainy night created a chain
effect that has brought nothing but darkness in my days.
I am sorry. Please forgive me for your death, young lady.
Not a day goes by I don’t wish I could take it back.
Accidents happen, and mine cost me my freedom.
F O R S A K E N.
Form F Contest
Broken Wings
January 25, 2017
Categories:
exonerated, anxiety, emotions, life, loneliness,
Form:
Free verse
I'm a PI named Barnaby Jones and I send killers to jail.
But when people receive my bills, they always yell.
Three years ago I exonerated a woman's husband of murder.
She screamed when she got my bill, you should've heard her.
I make plenty of money, I sure don't work for free.
I buy fancy suits with the money that clients pay me.
Letting people get away with murder is something I won't allow.
I drink so much milk that sometimes I suck the udders on cows.
When people see me doing that to their cows, they pull shotguns on me.
I'm a damn good Private Investigator but you will not like my fee.
(This poem is a parody of the TV show.)
Categories:
exonerated, funny, humor, humorous, murder,
Form:
Rhyme
I sat patiently waiting for a fun time to come,
For my life to be happy, full of cheer.
Meekly living a life watching genuine fun pass me by,
From a day, to a month, to a year.
My life song routine was predictable, was easy,
No emotional yards to overcome.
The T.V. shows timetabled, and kid’s sports all planned,
Success made me hysterically numb.
Achieving was fake, meant zero… nothing at all,
Validating how I was living my life.
That’s when I discussed, with myself, things important to me,
That’s when I sat down and talked with my wife.
I needed to glide off a cliff, to wake on a beach,
To exit a plane on the other side of the Earth.
To sing, write poems, and paint all night long,
To find out what I think I am worth.
And now I don’t sit, I’m not patient nor quiet,
I don’t watch others feign happy and gay.
I have a life of too busy doing things that I love,
I saved myself, I’m the exonerated beach castaway.
Categories:
exonerated, forgiveness, freedom,
Form:
Quatrain
Confidence is a stain,
you can't wipe off
Put the pen in my hand
And turn the lights off,
Eternal light glowing
from the pits of my pen,
Killing others poets
my pen commits deadly
Sins,
When reading my work
You feel inebriated
I meant intoxicated
Poetry renovated
Never duplicated
Highly anticipated
I make it complicated
Killer exonerated
The world spectated
This is authenticated
Your work
disseminated
broadly dissipated
Be real when you read my work
Your hopes were deflated
My teacher once told my mom-
I was dyslexic
Now look at my ethics
I leave my fans
Electric
I'm unapologetic
Surely not sympathetic
Like a paramedic
Helping a schizophrenic
Tell a friend
to tell a friend
I'm starting a
Epidemic..
Categories:
exonerated, courage, dream,
Form:
Free verse
since 1989,
over 200 exonerated prisoners
have walked because of DNA
evidence revealing their lack of
guilt &
10 or so “successful” executions
have been performed,
ending the lives of individuals
whose guilt was found to be of
great suspect, post-mortem---
as the 2.3 million or so
(highest per capita rate of prisoners
in the world), piled &
stuffed into incarceration all over
the empire continues to grow,
there are said to be anywhere
between 44,000 & 80,000
of these individuals, locked away
in solitary confinement.
maximum security prisons weren’t
enough apparently &
so the construction of the “supermax”
has brought a new spin to the tossing
of citizens into garbage cans, where in an
act of complete lack of responsibility &
ignorance, a smaller garbage can inside
the larger, has become the norm &
not the exception for those individuals
within the prison system.
Anthony Graves’ own testimony
at the first US Senate hearing of its kind
addressing the psychological torture &
human rights abuses occurring in supermax
isolation, detailed the utterly horrible &
desperate conditions of his own unlawful
incarceration which stole 18 YEARS of
own his life---
10 of them which he spent in
solitary.
the fact that this hearing took place is
a step in the right direction, for the abuse
of the abuser (if in fact said individual is
even guilty) does nothing but perpetuate
the violence wielded on society,
by society & none of us are innocent in
this, but the questions concerning what goes
on in prisons should not end here,
it should BEGIN & though people like
Senator Dick Durbin of Illinois seem to have
their heart in the right place,
he is just one man & a politician at that
(with hands bound to do the bidding of those
that fund his election)---
it is WE, the public on the outside,
the family & the friends,
the concerned & the outraged,
who need to step forward &
speak out against the powers that be,
so that those on the inside might gain
education, become rehabilitated &
have a REAL chance in the world that
spit them out the first time around.
without this kind of compassion &
defense of ALL our rights, the violence
will only increase.
Categories:
exonerated, life,
Form:
Free verse
I am not perfect
I am guilty
vanity, greed,lust,jealousy
explicit and manic behavior
welcoming anyone and anything into my body
my temple
allowing myself to be ravaged
rebelling against myself
impure thoughts
carnal actions
my being becoming wicked and tainted
my soul was set ablaze by sin
but the fire set about an abundance of light
shinning through...rays of clear sight and sanity
I could see the path of goodness
that I didnt have to hide myself or be ashamed
just when the the fire was extinguished
and only ashes remain
a pheonix arose
taking me on a journey
higher than I've ever been
and on the wings of the pheonix I to am born again
exonerated and forgiven
Categories:
exonerated, forgiveness, life,
Form:
Free verse
Ask
not ! what
Jesus has
done for you! But
what have you lately
done for our sweet Jesus
so today I come to pray
and remember that Easter was
the day Jesus was exonerated
and now sits on the right side of our Lord
Tribute To
The Father
The Son
And The
Holy Spirit
{Amen}
Happy Easter All
Love Kathy & Jenny
Categories:
exonerated, dedication, devotion, faith, forgiveness,
Form:
Etheree
Two Poems
Avariciously she wanted to be a poetess
Cryptic colloquial eloquent words possessed
Often elusive eschewed from the theme
Limericks and rhymes avoiding etymology means
She an emissary of exonerated poetry banned
Refused extrication to facilitate an easy read
Hoped the fallowed grounds would lead the thieves
Foolhardily challenged the spies of poetry
Used furtive and feasible ingenious loquacious words
For the myopic poet seeing past opaque platitudes
A potentate poetess unconstrained by rules
Made a prudent decision of quiescent raconteur
The timorous young woman without any means
Observed scant observations of her apparent world
A sense of rectitude despite the rancid rooms
Holding profoundly laud regarding the state of penury
Perhaps, she myopic to any morose situations
A genius idiosyncrasy to others observations
Reading her books extraneous to any interpretations
Choosing eruditions to edify accusing disdains
Definitively making her way, condoning opinions
The cantankerous say.
Escaping reality with ambivalent
Articulate assents by way of academic astute ebullience
Categories:
exonerated, humorous, poems,
Form:
mistakenly me...
I was walking down the street minding my own business
It was near dusk it was getting dark walking across the line onto the sidewalk
I was by chance inquiring in my inquisitiveness wondering what the siren was What was the business?
As one police car railed by me
I imagined and thought what if they were looking for me
And then suddenly and my peripheral vision I did see
Heading toward me police officer rallied saying halt as he approaches me
Mistakenly me
Following his loud boisterous instructions as he tells me to get on my knees
By the time I get down and get there he already has me my hands in the air
He cuffs me, seemingly unfair read my Miranda rights in 4 seconds it seems
I was told this is suspicion the suspect matched my description
We were both African American medium brown with black curly hair?
But alas the suspect was six foot three, well I'm only just 5 foot 6
The suspect was skinny unlike me with a media muscular built
Mistakenly me
Seem not to matters to them though all I needed was one of color or you see
The assailant had lied accuser had lied to save herself from an alibi
Just because I was close to matching I was placed without compassion inside
a jail cell
Guilty until proven innocent how is incarcerated being a look alike mistakenly me
Until my trial date my freedom is inadequate
Stopped question handcuffed UT and in prison...
This is how that night I was someone losing my freedom
Freedom to nothing to somebody I am mistakenly me
Now proven innocent released and forgiven
freedom to nothing to something, I've been exonerated forgiven;
Mistakenly me
3/22/19
Freedom to Nothing to Something Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : Delilah Ventura
Categories:
exonerated, abuse, adventure, conflict, engagement,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Swapping and siphoning off layers upon layers of antique sprays is very very basic. Antelopes occasionally make brick a brack piles to occupy even the most dormant of cloths. Opiniated eagle ducks soar above many canals in worldwide signature. When an oath is contained in a loaf and wide cavities fall from eating a mild curry. So it may be an ear in a shrouded shape, an eye peeled in a glass and a pretty decor in a basement. It is the wishes of many a tadpole to climb the many pillars thus releasing a once captive orb. Injecting ones mind. Mingling of souls aboard a half ship of time. Official offices can be used to see if a large portion of lemon can have a dance in a cup. Whilst in a cupboard sits a curtain pole whose ideology is to view hems. Ink not a large protruding boil. And jest not on matters regarding the blackberry for they are strong and can jiggle their wares even on energetic jellies. So hail! Arriving is king jellyfish. To the ocean spray party. Particular his tastes. So to prepare well the prawns place ten kilos of wine,cider and whisky in undercurrents. This gives the right impression to royal arcs. Beating a moth ball out of a shirt. To attend is the fortune of the elite clans. Ignorance is not pleasant. And fame is neither a frog nor a fish finger sandwich. So peel a scone, consume 80 figs then give great thanks to the sphere. Apheresis models are modes of adjustments and figures in temples are giant folk of whose wisdom remains in clay. Clotting clogging clucking coop cooperation cleaning clans clandestine cinemas cantering catering categories. Club of clap. Trade deals. Travelling. Multi dimensional space and time. Bi-locating birds. Bullseye bullets. Businesses. And a tailored tapered tease tastes tantric tongues. Talismanic glows from a shrewd heifer. Heifetz. Head. Headlining headlights hybrid hunters. Hickory hic hocks. Visitant vacation. Vigour. Place a pea in a dual diameter of seven feet. Festivals feeling fragrant. Exonerated economic exploitation eases erotically exact energy. And now I will balance a pickled egg on my snout. Divination. Xx
Categories:
exonerated, bangla, beauty,
Form: