Best Generous Poems
(The Merry Adventures of Robin Good)
Sherwood's Forest legendary, leading man
up, down, tricking eggs between branches
slender, slander, his voice is growing thinner
twisting, turning heads 50 shades of green
Master of disguise reaching for the top archers spot,
A bard, with uncanny precision, ROBIN nonstop
Splitting his opponent LIKE A BOSS!
Aiming arrows, where broken women sit
Creating fantasies, for his band of hypocrites
A serenade, of jealousy and mayhem
A poetic outlaw, generously taking what others earn
Wearing black tights, the hottest profile, sipping wine
A lust beyond Dorthy's Rainbow, a venomous poem
Somewhere, covered in leprechaun's gold
His chest is cold
- Yet warm from all the hands caressing this bard,
He is the best, gravity has no weight on his pen,
A soundless soldier having his way with his sword,
Executing those who challenge him,
Breathing life into many empty accounts
Giving voices and self-encouragement
With no time to drop down this bard from cloud nine
A dissipation of air fresheners and hello's
Painting pain just to pretend it hurts the person
A fragile voice whispering in the shadows
Slithering Secrets;
From this hooded bard who carries no face,
A mask of lies, taking what belongs to others.
Robin of honor, graveled by his peasants
MISUNDERSTOOD in every fashion, yet he preys
Pipping dreams away, down an infested rat's path
Shoving Little Johns hopes down the list
Robin is no common criminal, just a bard
Wearing a dark cloak, when in disguise
taking from the greedy --- giving to the needy
Thank you for enjoying my story
Robin Good and his network of Merry Men
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Magnanimous
Noble character—
With a greatness of spirit!
Never vindictive . . .
Generous and forgiving . . .
High-minded and always just!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 22, 2018 (Tanka)
Mother Nature takes care of her kin;
plants, animals, this ancient sylvan;
with gentle compassionate caress,
and old Sol’s help bestows fluoresce.
Tree leaves sway in the suttle breeze,
knowing their dance will Mother please.
Lovely doves to her warmth will flock,
to florals adorning Mother’s pastel locks.
She gives solace and loving care,
seeing all have enough to share.
Such a benign and devoted spirit,
should be admired for her merits.
Benevolent and unfeigned host,
to you I raise a glass in toast.
When times are tough
Be like a flame; shine enough
It would be an unwise wade
Allowing your star to fade.
Donate without asking why
Sense a grateful lifting of supply
Always apply the common sense
Place yourself in a sea of incense.
The same as a gentle sparrow.
With serene seas, paths were narrow.
Accept the love-planted seeds bliss.
fall short of the depths of the abyss.
Written: May 17, 2023
Generous
A leader whose Caring, Brave, Honest, and Funny
Family of Heath
She’s a lover of reading, art, and acting
A woman who feels compassion, hardship, and love
Who fears the dark, spiders, and being hurt
A dreamer who would like to see the future, the world, and him
She’s a resident of small town Hemet
Cunning
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust, many tears shed
Mother in laws dead
Lawyers called, wills read
Hope she left me something good
Dear mother in law
Im please to tell you
She left two million dollars
Lucky cats dogs home
An expert in the law met Jesus, though
his question, "Who's my neighbor?" was to try
to test, and maybe trick him. Christ's reply -
to tell a parable to help him grow.
"A man walked down the road to Jericho.
Thieves beat and stripped him, leaving him to die.
The man looked up with hope - a priest comes nigh,
but passing him, no mercy does he show.
A Levite, too. Then, a Samaritan
whose clan were enemies unto his race.
It was this one who saved the dying man -
the man least likely to reach out his hand.
HE was the neighbor, filled with love and grace.
Go forth and be that neighbor in the land."
Written 25 Oct 2020
Amidst forests and rocks,the river flows like super jet
Livelihood for the organisms yearning for its advent
Adept at adapting shape,just to benefit others
Ungrudgingly accumulates minerals,silt and ores
Even after discerning our attempt to befoul it
If not be love, it be hatred;
Let me not feel.
If not be kindness, selfishness its name;
Let me not share.
If not be peace, havoc will I cause;
Let me not preach.
If not be joy, displeasure takes the throne;
Let me not spread.
If not be goodness, nothing will surpass my fair line;
Let me not perceive.
If not be genuineness, it be bias;
Let it not come out.
If not be sound advice, the ill one will glare;
Let me not concept.
If not be forgiveness, rebuke it would be;
Let me not give.
If not be pure, the stench of impurity;
Let me not desire.
If not be blessings, curses assuredly;
Let me not utter.
If not be best, worst would be my prayer;
Let me not wish.
If it be rejoicing, for the right intent be.
It’s all times I need a bountiful of generosity.
God, wholly instill in me the same.
©GraceM Composition
THE GENEROUS MOTHER EARTH
How generous you are the mother Earth
It is from thee that man was made
You have made man un-thirsty
And your benevolent in giving out of nothing is inexplicable
You feed the worthy and the unworthy
We are till forever indebted to you
To return what thy have taken from thee!
The heaven can never be ungrateful
For the inexplicable water supply
That has made the heaven glamour
That has made the birds of the air gorgeous and flamboyant
They can never fail to pay thee, the last tribute
As to return the expedients taken from thee!
You have continued to bring out valuables
That prompted the regalia of men
That necessitated the pride of plants and flamboyant flowers
That yielded the live of insects and man
They wouldn’t hesitate to vomit explicitly what they have savored
To the generous mother Earth!
I don't know what it is about you all that prompts me to write so openly
about yours truly for all to read.
I've taken a Vow of Poverty.
I could tomorrow win the highest ever Jackpot awarded in any lottery
and still not break my sacred vow of poverty.
I'd continue living my life as is currently
but maybe a few changes to some degree.
I would now be free to see all of my great country.
No financial concern will now ever truly haunt me.
I'm now free to be who I truly can be
a nomad helping others with random great acts of kindness generously.
I may stumble upon a recent unemployed family.
They'll soon be getting a notice. Your Mortgage Has Been Paid In Full Anonymously.
I'd provide many homeless with shelter and a healthy meal to eat
if only for one night,
then as I traveled along the road of many homeless I'd once again repeat
performing these random, great, generous acts of true kindness to all anonymously.
My reward? Knowing that I played my small role to the best of my ability
to help our world become a better place to live and be.
I'd prove my sincerity to me, by performing these acts of kindness as anonymously as can be,
It would be my most truest and greatest true labor of love
if such a future could ever be for me.
He hates to see the poor outcry
Most times he would not shut his door
Concern for orphans makes me pry
He hates to see the poor outcry
He holds their love in heart so high
To give a kidney with mind so pure
He hates to see the poor outcry
Most times he would not shut his door.
COntest:"Random Acts Of Kindness" sponsored by Debbie Guzzi.
" To be generous without greed,"
is the commitment I make ,
because my satisfaction
comes from making one happy;
I was conceived by a gentle mother
who helped me succeed
in my quest for truth,
not as much seeking riches
or venture everything in madness,
always caring for those stricken by poverty...
In all my envisioned glory,
all I wished for...was serenity;
not a tumultuous and fast life
with a strew of wealthy friends,
who rarely feel a pinch of sadness
and consider better alternatives!
The physical world is controlled
by forces beyond our conception;
the material world is indisputably
the contagious wealth we lust after,
a vain wealth that's being crushed
by the specter of death and its demons;
it continues to attract and deceive us
until we can no longer sustain it in our grip...
" To be generous without greed, "
seem unrealistic and equivocal words
in our selfish and ungrateful world,
which presumes on goodness and generosity;
if honest people work hard and prosper,then why
others try to obtain it with other means?
Honesty is measured in deeds,
but unselfishness consists of fairness and humanity...
Diamonds aren't just beautiful stones,
They are precious and rare stones.
I know an empress whose heart glitters like a diamond;
Whose personality is like that of a diamond.
My soul she awakes to good cheers;
Her words dry away tears;
Her soft voice calm the surges of the soul;
Her kindness makes the darkest night roll.
I know an empress,
Whose magnanimity compliments her kindness,
Her selflessness eliminates selfishness,
Her beauty complements her meekness.
Oh, come and spread thy cheerful ray
Show the world the pathway;
Show the world how generosity heals,
Oh, teach the world that malevolence kills.
Dedicated to the Special One, OMOTOLANI AJOKE (Kean)
Renegade feline
Brought my cat a dead robin
She will not eat bird!