Best Irresolute Poems
oh, You ...
you found me again
unveiled amid the bosom of my dreams -
my consciousness peeled back
and flayed
tabled in a twilight mist
for the memories of you to feast upon
drowning in the fathoms of your gaze
your scent ?
pouring its alert fascination
into my marrow
the tang of your pulpy tongue
the sweet confection of your skin, resplendent
(and the warm, wild places beneath it) -
vessels and walls and fair, tepid flesh
your intent within it all -
to conduct me
while allowing me the sway?
to exploit my exploitation of the moments -
letting me control your control of me
coy, seductive smile on your face
perfecting your line and movements
as a ballerina should …
it is all still there
as if the years since were phantoms
gone with a breath of irresolute regret …
and you inhabit me now as then
as EVER
preying on my sleep-time meanderings
without mercy, without bridle?
without an ounce of benevolence or pity …
oh, You -
no other vexes me
so completely
so purely
no one pervades my
nettled dreams as you do
nor will anyone -
ever …
morning always comes too soon, blushing
and much, much too bright
for the love that we both swore eternity to -
that we knew with all conviction
to be as sure as starlight
as dire as death itself
and as deep as the sea of suns
is now nothing but a
damp blemish ...
on my pillow.
Categories:
irresolute, dream, lost love, memory,
Form:
Free verse
Mass of red and gold plumage
blood of supreme incessant immortality flows within
Only I alone can reign stronger
a fortiori
than the army of any man or beast
Symbolic of Christ, ressurection, afterlife
In death redeemed
consumed by fire
only to be born again of ashes
I will rise up again!
Injured from mortals wars
I simply ameliorate and regenerate
I am fire and divinty
Continually watching the irresolute
ever changing, dynamic world around me
In despair I scrutinize and contemplate
as all things moral
are taken from me periodically and adinfinitum
lost ever and again
Armys of mortals have chased my blood for an age
in want of my immortality
Whilst they wrangle with continual want
and I would content for less
I have met no immortal contender
my glorification to you either unobtainable
or a terrible curse
As a deity I serve this planet in all my supremacy
for I will foresee you all
Authors note
This piece was originally written as a two part collaborative effort with poet Kathleen C.
Mannon, otherwise known by pen name kkatie55 . The prompt we were given to write to for
contest was Mortal vs. Immortal in September of 2007, a month after I first started writing I
believe. To begin with we both took our ideas and wrote individually then bringing our ideas
together and changing slightly to fit from there… I tried to write so this would stand alone
too, and have only just decided to bring it out to share for opinion. To see the write with the
omitted verses written by the other poet, please feel free to go view at this link where each
poet has initialled over their respective stanzas/verses.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3404940
Thankyou for your trouble in reading this explanation, but I do not wish to discredit its
original intention nor take anything away from the other poet by placing this half here. I
hope you shall be excited about reading it in full…
Categories:
irresolute, adventure, animals, death, education,
Form:
Free verse
Bitter old lady,
Where is your absolute?
Beneath the graveyard,
As you start to execute.
For no one who possesses life,
Can catch your foul taste,
And whoever follows you,
Most certainly will be replaced.
And as I begin to inquire,
My core turns to black charcoal,
The fear in your embrace,
You are my constant armhole.
Irreversibility disengaged,
Forever I am severely detached,
Completely irreversible,
Neglected and dropped in the cratch.
Suffering in the dry land,
Quenching never abducted,
I've seen the hell above the earth,
Distorted and reconstructed.
And as I roam the forsaken desert,
I begin my journey something fierce,
Defaulted in the binding agreement,
Rejected for a thousand years.
Bitter old lady,
Where is your absolute?
No longer in your possession,
Bewildered and irresolute.
-Laura
10-14-2015
Categories:
irresolute, conflict, dark, emotions, fear,
Form:
Rhyme
The languages of Night are soft;
And She Who Is the Night abides -
Her names are in them all.
Intertwining...sensual...
Empathy most absolute,
This Lady in the Tiger's eye
And by the Tiger's side.
Earth born at Dusk to willow gray,
To midnight sable in full array
And black again to opal's play,
The dialects remain unchanged:
Summer twilight murmurings...
Autumn wind on black water
Irresolute and resolute
This tactile weave of different tongues,
Where tangled streaks of fire and smoke
Flash inward
Suspended like precious gems
All captured in the net of stars
She casts across Her sky.
And the stars....
They are but jewels
Shining in the dark
Shining through Her hair....
Speak softly all the languages of Night;
In darkened rooms imagining
Touch another in the velvet of her gown
Sing softly in the ecstacy of fingertips
When we are less afraid to dream
What cannot be seen
Her rule is brief...
She bids us all to rest before the final storm.
She has so little time to dance the night away
Before She is the Dawn...
Bridde of the first embrace
In universal languages...
And the dance goes on.
Categories:
irresolute, fantasy, dance, night, autumn,
Form:
Imagism
by Michaelw1two
Heart fire is fueled by truth not lie,
thus gifts all minds serene;
permutes a consciousness confused,
result a soul of facet sheen;
perverse lapse, irresolute trait,
venal view rebuked by mien;
synteresis returned foremost,
no room for grayish id between.
Expand in consciousness, reprove past view,
embrace cosmolatry;
concordance, life’s dance empirical,
in soul tune inner ballatry;
consensus pleads, relate to all,
firstborn progeny of beatific latry;
coalesce resolve and refute obduracy,
reject bitter barratry.
Panoptic sight,
is found in the core of minds that ideate;
fortitude rekindles ebbing credulity,
thoughts soon elaqueate;
empowering self one’s privilege,
become truth’s malleate;
certitude redemptory proof,
be no partisan to wicked illaqueate.
Asterisms reveal times augury,
in souls and upon firmament;
exemplify divine embrace,
as bosomed is life’s colliquament;
prolific incitation named,
physical being specific sacrament;
regardant shuns a look behind,
rapt of rapture's delirament.
Precocious each must be,
our best bestowed on us prebirth;
candour freed of callousness,
at birth all know their worth;
anthropical question,
is life poised to rebuild faith’s hearth;
eversion, soul deputes the flesh,
temple filled, aeon enforth.
Jan 2010
Categories:
irresolute, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
yes
i remember how we used to fly
i recall the crisp dreams that gave paper cuts
that were sweet on the skin
the times when we sat for hours at the fire
allowing the mixture of our thoughts to waft through the smoke
the dragon was the morning clouds
with talons that dragged the cirrus into rows
brilliant deep orange
the trials and tribulations
were that of the moment only
as the future was too remote
and the past too irresolute
we could sing like an aria without the slightest of provocation
stepping into realms we knew nothing about
with the zeal of a zealot absorbed by a newly created religion
a fresh fetal beginning with the body of a near adult
the chrysallis shifting bones into new formations
we laughed and laughed
because in all of those transfixing moments
we knew we were right
Categories:
irresolute, food
Form:
Free verse
Thrown are we, irresolute innocence through regurgitated realities…
Distortions of parallel paradigms-
excrements of encrypted rhymes,
Sacrificial sapient slaves marooned by masochistic mortalities’
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Prolific pondering of minds within spatial exponential existence...
Social intorsions of inauspicious illusions-
captive calamitous confusions,
Warring machines mandating annihilation with rigorous resistance
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Tempestuous tyrants dictating, Overlords ruling of magnetic masses...
Dormant dimensions descending-
seraphical souls forever defending,
Dreams diminishing spiraling, convoluting nebulous germinal gases
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Hordes of Habitual hunger, incarnating wells by blackened abysses...
Demons demanding distraction-
embryonic echoes of attraction,
Succumbing’s sensorial seductions of love by misguided misses.
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Categories:
irresolute, anxiety, depression, loss,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Love obscured and vague
What is it?
Is it like an Icon sitting in the corner
of a computer screen,
waiting to be clicked on?.....
What is it?
This love needed so much...
Is it like a leaky faucet,
needing to be stopped up?,
What is it?
Is it even attainable?,
Is it even real?,
This love need so much...
What is it?
Is it heard in it's own words
Is it sung in a song?
Millions have been devoted to it you know..
What is it?
This love needed so much....
Irresolute, unsolved, undefinable,
Causing grief to the masses,
Half in it, and the other half out of it,
Those wanting are needing, and those needing, are wanting...
What is it?
This love needed so much......
Categories:
irresolute, life, love, people, love,
Form:
Peachy keen verboten maiden jailbait
USA plum ova ripe fruit
inevitably, inimitably, invariably,...
whets whistle pubescent magic flute
impossible mission to rein with absolute
zero sucks esse to temper acute
raging testosterone, I attribute
overbearing animal urge doth constitute
difficult surge protector
resultantly, subsequently, untimely...
not inconceivable teenage
parenthood does contribute
overwhelming responsibility
adds complex twist making destitute
expense regarding sudden newlife
analogous how simple surface
Möbius strip doth render convolute
frivolous shenanigans offer pointless dispute
buck haws fawn hook caisson
akin to holding back the tide, disrepute
fallout, whereby accountability ideally
one must distribute
between minors, who risked major shock
generally ill prepared to handle
grasping hot wire strong
enough to electrocute
call of the wild heedless,
when in throes to execute
human reproduction hard rock
tune somber sober air thenceforth
issues out magic flute
after drenching, dribbling, drooling
residual expulsions 'pon hirsute
tuft possibly engendering hyperacute
revulsion basically atavistic
copulation recalls imbrute
tell tale swollen belly of gal doth impute
culling instinctual maternal institute
fancy free footloose
promiscuity makes involute
sober reality moot point,
whether one or both kids feel irresolute
adding insult to injury
mama's papa's none to happy
swiftly kickstarts harried styled jackboot
careful pops not to damage unborn
vital umbilical cord taut as jute
strong enough to harness malamute
and/or team of huskies in conjunction with
wild horses or domesticated
breeds Equus caballus
couldn't drag away even for one minute
infinitesimal speck - trim
unmistakable to misattribute,
how basic multiplication
one cannot miscompute,
and product will upend and misroute
grandiose plans leaving
puppy love mute.
Categories:
irresolute, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Metrical Tale
Absolutes are irresolute;
your irresponsibility is to blame.
How dare you
beckon me to your side
when you don't even know which side you are on?
The dawn comes too quickly and we have no idea that
we are even talking,
or breathing,
at least consiously.
Our dance and chat comes
easily,
fluid
like
the pus within
an infected wound
that we hope would never kill us
yet
it might be the
bee that stung too deeply
into the heel that felt no pain
of the Achilles
that his mother hoped to save
by dunking him into the polluted pond.
mother superior will not be able to save you now, darling.
That is because I have you now.
Categories:
irresolute, angst, mother, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
I see the world and I see the light,
And what I see you shall see,
The world is changing as time goes on,
I hear the exertion and twinge of the leaders,
I smell the invigorate and besmirching of the outside world
My heart melted like ice at the changing cosmos,
Born into this terrain- feeling trapped in a cage
Though I beam, I see the glaze of green grass,
Just one fiber, situated in the relic grim,
Behold, It shall and will advance,
Throughout the extinguishing mural,
I see what I have seen,
Generation upon generation, Oh how we arise,
Life seems to be irresolute ,
It takes just one fiber,
One filament to advance and beget new things,
You can remodel the inevitable,
You can originate the route,
Life is all about distinct beginnings,
Don't let the light fade away,
The darkness will keep devouring all in its passage,
You can recover what's been disintegrated
Categories:
irresolute, betrayal, change, courage, earth,
Form:
Free verse
Akin to a journalist (hoofing
NOT huffing on the beat)
heedful, mindful, and pain fully aware, bleat
me, asper caveats help me set sights
tacking within parameters of lawfulness,
when questing without sparking browbeat
upon my person, or worse...proceeding toward
said abstract destination until...
impossible mission complete
for verity from figurative horse's
mouth without defeat
dogging this astute brute, destitute, flute glute
hirste human institute irresolute
kickstarting little feet
essentially persevering acquiring,
amassing, and adducing
for instance enlightening
fierce interest how greet
American foreign policy
provokes bristling heat
particularly sinking cerebral teeth
into tomes written by Jeffrey Sachs
(one of the world's leading experts on
economic development,
and the fight against poverty) racks
up with unassuming dignity, grace, integrity,
and prestige in my book -
for birds that quacks
without question, his expertise packs
a punch (Judy be careful),
he earns accolade to the max
factor, and rightly so, asper one of the world's
leading experts on economic development, and lax
global fight against poverty,
yet also in mine reading material canon includes:
TIME Magazine, The Nation, and now imagine klax
on (trumpeting) for Mother Jones, a six month
subscription bringing to alight me to do jumping jacks
(no doubt you remember those vigorous movements),
but tactics to expand learning I put in Italics
if only to maintain alternate rhyming pattern,
which tenebrous, superfluous,
and ridiculous poetic hacks
meant add a little playfulness,
solely intending to bloom forth
with illusory "NOT FAKE) flax
seeding, an ongoing inquisitiveness maybe last
ting influence to ferret out
off the beaten track less broadcast
revelations, since this apt cast
off firmly believes the educated people denied
knowing how government (namely
military industrial complex) past
(and of course present) involvement blast
ting away innocent lives, and/or funding
subversive activity most likely fast
intervening across the real world wide web
to coerce, force, and source vast
suppression jeopardizing United States economy.
Categories:
irresolute, addiction, adventure, anger, care,
Form:
Free verse
Prepared illusion is the offering;
you are invited to remain, sustain
your pre-ordained existence as you wish.
The cost is just your freedom--
non-negotiable, I fear, but then
our common heritage is that
which sometimes we call God--
something cosmic bouncing
in the foetal twilight of our brains.
It may be envy of an innocence
that some will hold
fast to their breasts, never tasting
the largesse before us,
never wise as we, approaching
spirit delectation sensibly
with appetence forever unresolved.
Perhaps the church is right;
creation acts ex nihilo,
for even chimera presents
its shining mental child
amidst the atoms of the mind
irresolute to celebrate its own.
As for the mind, it too
shrinks from the questions
of its birth. There are no answers
and the feast serves questions of its own--
those as well, illusory. As such
I may be pardoned for my lack of faith in God.
My words are product of an emptiness
conterminous with me.
The good news is
I have some timelessness
to deal with that.
~
Categories:
irresolute, allegory, may,
Form:
Free verse
A childhood lived apart
from the usual existence,
made innocence more intense;
watching raindrops
from unclosed windows...
while welcoming a shivering skylark!
A moon adorned with dreams
gleamed over shadowy hills,
taking me to their forbidden realm;
and as my little arm stretched out
to reach it...the further it seemed
to move deeply into space,
arousing my curiousity
and making me aware of infinity,
of which I measured no distance...
to avoid controversy and doubt!
An entire adulhood being
the jack-of-all-trades, never having
enough time to stop and stare
at a moon adorned with dreams,
whose smile was as alluring as its glare...
with the intention to deceive!
A moon adorned with dreams
arouses my old emotions...
drawing me to its extraordinary charms;
somehow relieving my unspoken grief,
which is as irresolute as of my belief!
Its face so dotted and pale
shouldn't be so plausible,
or nevertheless graceful,
but it constantly changes like me...
to find its destined place in eternity!
Categories:
irresolute, childhood, faith, mystery, nature,
Form:
Ballad
With a spark to get the goal,
I set myself ablaze.
Discoverers are rovers,
Misread as directionless.
Trendsetters are drifters,
Misinterpreted as irresolute.
Innovators are venturers,
Misconstrued as frivolous .
What a falsified perception about me,
Of being an aimless wanderer,
Like a toy car striking wall and moving wayward.
I am on my way to my expedition,
With a zeal of reconnaissance ,
Voyager I am !!
Categories:
irresolute, simile
Form:
Prose Poetry