Best Infringement Poems
Sunday cockcrow nascent
aural essays reveal
laissez-faire raptures.
Enigmatic silken piece compost ushered in by
trenchant trademark tremulous signature.
Doe-eyed instrumentalist’s strident brass ensemble,
wakey wakey for the pier gazing loiterer whose blasé
sashay amble’s out of kilter.
Maverick antennae on a radio safari,
hawking hourglass heritage lodestone.
Closet Peter Pan’s astride transistor, literati goggle eyed and glued.
Silhouettes of wistful mint leaf tract,
navigating hoarse throat shellback allegory.
Earnest weekend welcome mat to madcap jester, laureate, bohemian.
Religiously the listener’s transported
from a humble tepee sanctum
to alluring levee inundation area,
far flung folly edifice,
nomad siren hymn sheet to mount Half Dome.
Long wave bounder in my dreams,
I limb skip oe’r fiction world simulcast entanglement,
snoop beneath rogallo-wing parachute in a Middle East plot,
“twin peaks” would be awestruck by this labyrinthine concourse.
One can flit invisibly round medieval black market cobblestone arcades,
ghost novelist’s ethereal penchant for pinch and pilfer retro-fit infringement.
Melting pot cinnamon dispenser, whiff stick fix antidote to kettledrum ennui
the blight of urban jungle setting and rural folklore.
Otherworld contortion with a shard of drama for magic carpet flight of fancy broadcast
Lineage derived from ancient epochs now assumed but for an inkling, icons I become with card shark sly booth legerdemain.
Maybe I’m that fictile clueless hiker, destitute, indigent
Categories:
infringement, august, birth, celebration, character,
Form:
Imagism
God Is
God is not confused
God is not amused
God is not impressed
God does not watch commercials
God is not the target demographic
God does not buy name brand clothes or slave labor labels
God is not stylish
God is not popular
spoken of often but
God is not popular
God
Currently has multiple copyright infringement and slander cases in litigation
‘cause people keep on placing his name in the middle of nonsense
God is often imitated and killed daily
God finds your insanity boring
God laughs at what you think you know
God know you don’t know her
God ignores posers
Your ego slashed God’s tires
God is all dressed up with nowhere to go
God is the greatest dancer you’ve never seen
God is a beautiful wallflower
Waiting on your call
Dios no hablo ingles
God is against comprehensive immigration reform
God is also against borders
and inequitable sociopolitical and socioeconomic policies
God is not capitalistic
God is not patriotic
God is not contemporary
God is not cosmopolitan
God is a Sunda(zed) effigy
the Author rendered understudy by impostors
Perfection red lined and compartmentalized
Prepackaged for your comfort and their control
God is not a GMO
God is not a seedless watermelon
or a perfectly yellow and uniform bunch of bananas
God is not a Li-ger
God is not a Kentucky Fried Chicken wing
God is not at Chick Fil-A or Church’s chicken either
God is not a contradiction or a fictional promise
God is waiting at the end of our grey wavering
God is not one of us
God is the true and living absolute
God is love unequivocal
the binary promise
the timeless omni-dimensional logic appearing illogical to the finite senses
God is exact and infinite
the mystery in which there is no intrigue
the balance in deed rendering speech meaningless
God is beyond question or renegotiation
God never whatever
God ever forever
The bearer of the standard that I strive to stand upon
The principle to which I wish to nearer draw
The here to there
The this to that
The then now and ever in an instant
The all in all in which it all makes sense
the destination
the road itself
and the motivation to keep on walking
Categories:
infringement, black african american, blessing,
Form:
Free verse
--------We're not Terrorists----------
------S.O.P.A. wash your own mouth out-----
----------not our Big Brother---------
*if you are not familiar with
"S.O.P.A."
and you are ONLINE...Read up...
The lovely U.S. Government plan
to police our every Internet move...
It is a SICKENING infringement of our rights!!!
"Get Up, Stand up, Stand Up for your rights!"~Bob Marley
Categories:
infringement, education, faith, inspirational, passion,
Form:
Haiku
Nine wild mustangs canter across the prairie
Old West symbols of animals on free range
Known to them is only one adversary
-- Pounding hooves fade into history’s pages
Magnificent specie appears unwary
Victim of habitat infringement and change
Government roundups so unnecessary
Protection not offered, to the contrary
Mustangs captured and sold for slaughter’s exchange
Deaths of entire herds appear arbitrary
-- Pounding hooves fade into history’s pages
*February 26, 2019
Categories:
infringement, horse,
Form:
Roundel
I’m calling you out!
Many ‘came and went,’ but after George Floyd, I thought it was done;
Now, two more possibly got hanged, and another, shot with a gun.
‘Black disrespect’ is real! In the midst of protesting over the same;
These ‘white’ cops perpetrated this undeniably racist act once again.
I couldn’t believe it; their actions were, brazen, brash and so blatant;
What about the ‘moot’ “Protect and Serve,” despicable public servant.
What is this grievous genocidal trend – when will this nightmare end?
How long will we be brutally broken – until there’s nothing left to mend?
Imagine; I quote; “You scared me man, because you were sleeping in the car;”
As an appropriate and valid reason or excuse; that is fetched way too far.
The suspect is drunk; scuffled with the cops and then fled from them terrified;
Then, the ‘scared’ cops shot Rayshard Brooks; and this deadly act they justified.
Every good citizen; as well as, criminals have Rights, under the Constitution;
Unfortunately, ‘Blacks’ are not rendered those rights; and it’s no new revelation.
So, when!?! When will the infringement on our rights be rectified, with equity?
Whom!?! Who will be bold enough to willfully act and change this travesty?
End
By: Dion Penville
Categories:
infringement, anger, conflict, discrimination,
Form:
Rhyme
PLAGIARISTS BEWARE
My(1) dog(2) went(3) out(4) again(5) today(6)
And(7) watched(8) some(9) children(10) in(11) the(12) hay(13)
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NOTES
(A) A full list of references (1) - (13) is available on request (S/A envelope needed)
(B) All rights reserved. I withhold all rights to the maximum extent allowable under law.
Any unauthorised broadcasting, public performance, copying or re-recording will constitute an infringement of copyright, unless it is in North Korea or Yemen.
Permission will be granted to reproduce for personal and educational use only for schools, hospitals for the insane, camps for re-orientation in North Korea or Yemen.
Commercial copying, hiring, lending,borrowing, plagiarism, stealing, and destruction by fire is prohibited. Use as toilet paper is equally prohibited.
May be used free of charge by members of minority groups, only if they are accompanied by a member of the majority group. Selling without prior written consent prohibited. Selling the written consent itself is equally prohibited.
Even the mildest infractions of these conditions will be punishable to the fullest extent of the law.
Categories:
infringement, funny, rights,
Form:
Couplet
Lord, a storm is raging- in our mist
Our nation suffers- with its twists
I know you see these roots of evil, don’t you?
We spend our time- getting ahead
We’ve lost sight- of the blood you shed
With hope we raise our voice with Hallelujahs
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There are children hungry- in our streets
The population- ignores the weak
But you send your angels in their mist, now don’t you
There are murders committed -in our land
It’s time for us- to take a stand
Please hear our pleas in these broken Hallelujahs
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Reparations needed- for wicked deeds
Twas with sinful lust- evil bare its seeds
We need cleansing from immorality, please won’t you?
As we bend our knees- and bow our heads
We lay our plight- at your feet instead
Our prayers not lost within our Hallelujahs
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
The signs that you -are coming soon
Have been preached for years- with sudden doom
But with loving hands you’ll save your children, won’t you.
You’ll pluck your flowers from the weeds
Salvation winning over sinful deeds
With our faith we raise our voices in Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
With humbled heart and meek attitude
We come to you, with our gratitude
And raise our voice with joyful Hallelujahs
Salvation bought with your blood depleted
Victory was won with death defeated
Your brides await the bridegroom, Hallelujah!!
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Written for a Members Contest to write a lyric to the tune of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah”
I decided to keep the Hallelujah’s in place because I think we need to hear more “Hallelujahs” in our world today.
*No infringement intended on Leonard Cohen’s original verses of “Hallelujah”.
Categories:
infringement, inspirational, prayer, song-lost, voice,
Form:
Lyric
"You know, there is still such a thing as execution."
That's a direct quote from Donald Trump
our current puppet USA president,
responding to a question,
regarding whistleblower Edward Snowden,
wanted by our government for the crime of treason,
because former NSA employee Edward Snowden,
leaked not only to the "enemy,"
but also to the entire world's population,
top secret US government security information.
What were these secrets? What was this top secret information?
"Our Government Is Secretly Spying On Its Own Citizens,
Under The Guise Of Fighting Terrorism.
Every Text Message You Send,
Every Cell Phone Conversation,
Is Digitally Recorded And Archived By Our Government.
Spyware Is Now Being Installed In Our Household Appliances,
That Government Agencies Can Access At Their Convenience.
Camera And Microphones Installed In Most Flat Screen TVs,
Can Be Activated Remotely By Any Government Agency,
Allowing Them Access To Your Most Private Moments Very Easily."
Thomas Snowden is a hero in my opinion,
and not at all a traitor guilty of treason.
He had nothing to gain but a life of martyrdom,
always on the run, seeking asylum,
fearing for his life moment after moment,
all because he shared with everyone the truth of a horrible wrong,
the unconstitutional infringement upon the privacy of everyone,
at our government's discretion without the need for a warrant.
In my mind there is no question,
Donald Trump is just another puppet USA president,
blindly following the most powerful elite global bankers' instructions,
otherwise he would grant Edward Snowden protection and freedom,
instead of entertaining the thought of this very brave hero's execution.
Categories:
infringement, dedication, political,
Form:
Rhyme
Ephemeral online moment...
Yours truly plagiarizes himself with zeal
courtesy mental cogs and rusty wheel,
thus no literary crime committed to steel
I broadcast material shown thru rickety
black and white Roman Times newsreel
forthwith shoddy wordplay exempts me
against copyright infringement meaning
only I own privilege to take self to heel,
nevertheless yours truly hoops longshot
to score brownie points a higher power,
I will not cajole, bribe nor appeal...
while sitting on haunches horsing around
contemplating how to clearly expound
idea that the here and now does not exist
cuz no sooner then present moment
experienced than bitta bing bitta bang...
little block of time immediately gone,
hence quite profound...
Whereby present, i.e.
2:24 PM March 4th, 2021
instantaneously becomes past.
Linkedin thru tenuous
webbed world wide
electronic thread defied
no matter flurry of emails/
messages exchanged flattery applied
courtesy transient online
tête à tête downside
cyber venue offers convenient exit
personal aversion, I chide
brevity figurative thorn in side
futile effort Androcles tried
I haint lion, familiarization denied
fledgling cyber acquaintanceships
dead on the vine, yours truly sighed
potential friendship never fortified,
cuz immediate value judgement cast,
instantaneously prejudiced aversion
perhaps hidden agenda implied
maybe intimated illusions of grandeur
netiquette nuances overstepped, I chide
yours truly vouchsafe
absolute zero great expectation
love smitten wounds pride,
the Italian girl in Algiers
inchoate mystique forever unknown
nonetheless fantasize bartered bride
figment of overactive imagination
hence grist for poetry mill
grateful fleeting rapport tried
to take flight before sputtering
doomed to dustbin of history (mine)
filed within memory as template guide
against future unnecessary disappointment
best stick to your guns abide
against infatuation lest
conjured lass doth override
focus on reality no matter who espied
Facebook post, tis foolhardy
to allow, enable, and provide leeway,
hence aimless thoughts elide
dear boy, ya never learned always denied
rapture becoming ensnared
noose sense and sensibility stride
ding blindly, dumbly, foolishly...,
into own perilous entrapment, verstehen?
Categories:
infringement, absence, earth, imagery, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
fetishized lament
echoed
from colourfully besmeared winding sheet
devouring luminosity
become my pivotal infringement
vigorous luminosity
somethin' s wrong with her transcript
-they said, and put me behind iron pipes
my name dawned divested
and encapsulated in frame
of long time inhumed language
thus
soul
elastane woven
bends
every time words clash at those
indifferent barricades
this circle of life is fuc***
it cringes in parts it shouldn't
Danaans gift tried to conceal scenery
of birth given screenplay
they failed to excrement that light
clash became my attribution
yet they didn't let me to keep
any of that ordeal dust
they left me empty-handed
but emptiness brings happiness when filled
outage is divergent level of melancholy
undertone of this vanity named it pain
I call it a way of life
you got a thousand and one battle
war is mine
Categories:
infringement, prejudice,
Form:
Free verse
I quit
I throw my hands down
and sit, sometimes
they called for reconciliation without
justice
They called for justice without
truth
Now they ask for prayer without
confession, umpteenth,
it chafes
Has dishonesty made you inadequate
to let go the desecration
infringement
negligence
graft
shame of these violations
which bake violence?
Yet another fifth year
our memo calls us to speak
See how they dance
under a canopy of placards
and a forest of words,
a crescendo of noise,
call for peace without unity
hunger hugs not a belching belly
wretchedness forever at
enmity with riches
Fellow man,
the weight been
long and heavy
Le band's gang led
they have a dance,
You got a date, a dicot
conscience, chagrin
It's about time you made
love to your country!
Take a big deep
cast your ballot for
broken toe nails
parched throats
unattended sick
the illiterate
the young dead
wrinkled bellies
and running stomachs
Bow not unto any creed,
tongue, but go forth
eyes closed
and spit into the storm
Puaaah!
Categories:
infringement, best friend, betrayal, education,
Form:
Free verse
The hillside stained
in bloody mindlessness
yet nurtured with tender care,
tend heady dreams
as yet to be invented,
besotted, many virgin souls
fragmented. An awesome
power to wield, a thousand moods
to create, the sluice gate of an
intellect to be prised, an
ambiguous logic to flounder,
an infringement upon an open mind!
So! The needle to be honed
for the vein that waits, each
day a constant need of the
magic potion. ‘Hallelujah’ he
conveys a wealth of empathetic
emotion. For here he stands
at the source of temptation,
if only to taste his habitual bloom
those with heads held high, swaying
to a different tune. For he knows
he’ll never make it to heaven, but
he’s as sure as hell been to
paradise, for this place ‘He swears’
the gateway to truth and sincerity!
To be cast out
from this rapturous spell, his
body enraged, for the sunrise
to him spawns the fire of ‘Hades,’
flames that ignite his troubled world.
Yet his earthly script he must
fulfill, if only to stumble, along
society’s narrow vision, grope at
its desolation, fondle its misery.
‘God! Give him strength, to return
to his promised land.
His! Paradise. The means
to escape the foundations
of a misspent youth!’
© Harry J Horsman 1994
Categories:
infringement, sad,
Form:
Free verse
What Is Christmas by Robert Allison Dec. 1986
Christmas is the time
When the jingle bells rhyme.
Boys say Christmas is fun
When they get a new toy gun. **
Girls say Christmas is a ball,
When they get a brand new doll. **
Boys and girls say "Yay"
To a fun ride in a sleigh.
Most teens would love a new computer,
And most women would love figurines made of pewter.
Now don't forget the dad's
Cause they love the latest fads.
Well all this makes a Christmas nice,
But when going to a party - don't slip on the ice!
Author's Note : This poem was the very first one that
I created during my senior year at high school, before
Christmas break. It was a private (Christian) school and our
English teacher asked us to write a couple paragraphs (or a poem)
about what Christmas meant to us. I didn't know whether to
write about the worldly side or the religious side of Christmas,
and I had never wrote a poem before. By the time class
was over with, I had created the short poem above.
** In the original version - I had substituted "new toy gun"
with "Rambo gun", and also substituted "brand new doll"
with "Barbie doll". These two brand names were the
current "craze" but I later substituted the words - due to
all the lawsuits over copyright infringement at that time.
Anyways, enough rambling from me. Hope you enjoyed !
Categories:
infringement, funny, holidaychristmas, christmas, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Surviving amidst diagnosed ailment
…along stressful burdensome involvement
…around complex bonding entanglement
…against trials and hardships’ bombardment…
My will strives for triumphant fulfillment.
Surviving despite self-imprisonment
…defying vain critics for improvement
…dealing with guilt upon truth’s indictment
…detaching from social media’s infringement…
My will remains grateful in peace-contentment.
Surviving for the best every moment
…fueled with oxygen’s free endowment
…fenced from greed’s covetousness-detriment
…fired by love, care and kindness sentiment…
My will focuses on life enjoyment.
Surviving with faith’s blest empowerment
…working toward eternal investment
…walking via spiritual enforcement
…witnessing miraculous wonderment…
My will wins over carnal allurement.
Surviving to do granted assignment
…tasked with valued life-building engagement
…taught as a mentor of firm commitment
…trained in pursuing worthy achievement…
My will trusts sovereign predicament.
Woe unto my will that survives without GOD, for without HIM, I can do nothing*.
John 15:5 I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me (JESUS CHRIST), and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.
October 15, 2020
2nd place, "Will to Survive" Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 10/15/2020.
Categories:
infringement, blessing, character, christian, faith,
Form:
Monorhyme
Spitefully sailing so cynical with sadness,
Spiraling, shameful, infringement on madness,
So high, but not perceived from flying,
Floating through white clouds of crying.
Poisonous preying presence looming,
Rousing, erratic, irresistible glooming.
Not an orphan, but childhood family imminent,
Tracked to be driven out, loneliness permanent.
Reaffirming steal door attaching behind me,
A tangible reinforced reality finds thee.
Years wrecked, incinerated, nothing is left,
One question loiters, is there life after meth?
Evoking all misfortune, impossibly I hold my breath,
Pending release, would trade life directly for death.
Categories:
infringement, lifelife,
Form: