Best Judiciously Poems
accidental boundaries crush despair easily, fragrant gravity heckles ignorance judiciously.
kindness levitates mindless numerology, overt principles qualm ridiculous sexualities.
transgressions uproot vindictive whippings. xanadu yields zero.
zoology yields xanax. whirls voice underground terrorism, syntax resonates quintessentially.
pragmatic oddities nosedive murderously. leperous kindergartens jumble idiosyncratic
hellholes. gyrating fondness etches disdain carefully. bespectacled academics.
Time is all we’ve got to value this one life
Time is all we’ve got to judge mind and heart
How judiciously was this time spent
What is there to show from mind and heart
For at the end of the line Time is all we’ve got
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on June 14, 2018 for contest WHEN LINE FIVE ENABLES YOUR POEM TO THRIVE sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 2ND
Which is the most powerfull thing that the universe has till date??
For answering my question you will be using the answer, I bet!!
I know you got the answer but you have to listen more so just wait!!
Let me recite my words of appreciation for it which I had to create..
Let us begin from the pre-historic civilization - the begining of human era
From discovering the fire, the invention of wheel to the torpedos and radar
Or let it be the concorde, the submarines, the satellites or a simple almirah
This ultimate piece of perfection has been in use for all possible bizzare.
This thing which i define as masterpiece has billions of terabytes as capacity
Yet it weighs a kg or two but less than the regular work bag you carry
It is the only tool you have till end which will help you jude your life with great density
So my friends try using it well to have your life's ledger taste like a sweet berry.
From training a child, taming an animal, to participating in buisness negotiations
And promoting your agenda in public speeches this thing always finds the top hand.
It is also about your way of dealing with your relatives which require exchange of emotions
In different conditions and its use certainly helps you in finding yourself in safe land.
Its immense capacity to digest various books on literature and science
And visualize them with apt use of maths and proportions in daily life
Proves its rigid capabilities which helps us in strengthening our conscience
And finally helps its own self to become sharper like a knife.
What is this thing for which Einstein was being credited to have 8%usage
And why is it that a normal human being uses it for only 2 percent.
Actually the more you use it in uniquely the more you unlock the mind stage
And more you unlock the stages of mind the more you get yourself to invent.
If you are using this thing creativily and judiciously you will find yourself in heaven
And using it the negative way will curse you with your life ending up in a hell.
So my dear friends use it well to enjoy the life in cloud eleven
And make this Earth a happy place to dwell........
Fear
loathe
pity us Not
We scars
so judiciously brought into existence
by silent shreds
of emotion:
Jagged sighs,
wretched smiles,
come journey Dysfunction.
We beg your brave outsiders' senses
to peer
Are you
Perplexed by soft whispers
that emanate Clear
from each
line?
Does our breadth
of a slice
of depth
of vice
the stripping of seams
to bloodlines
within,
defy perfect dreams
of sweet nectar
skin?
Dare you touch these velvet ropes
muddied
from cold steel
hue
now dry
in caked puddles
of lost hopes,
once winding
thick
through?
Fear
loathe
pity us Not
We scars
so judiciously sought into existence
by silent shreds
of promise:
Sound larks
of empathy's
song,
Heed the marks
of our concern,
liquid and long...
We merely yearn
to be forgotten
in realms of healing
Hope
begotten.
Be wise like the wise old owl
Don’t get your feathers ruffled
Observing your surroundings
Act judiciously
1/14/16
To the lust of wine, he has been judiciously celibate
exactly the mark of four decades is a reason to go gaga
taking the road of this pleasure, even if it is once in a lifetime
he sees five percent on a bottle so attractive but it’s actually twenty five
walloping in the mood he asks for number two but it’s already four
on his way to heaven he thinks but under the street light he walks
on his doorstep he sees an energetic Miss Minaj
not at all knowing it is tired, sweaty grandma
takes the nearby perfume for an unusual spray
loh and behold it is an insecticide
searches with the slider, for frequency on the stereo
Lord, it’s the gas turner he operates
sounds of no signal he converts from the aggressive fleeing gas
impossibility embraces his mind
from the observation of his non-living room
is that the cat on a miniskirt? Or his wife oiled around her body with ketchup?
he speaks of tasting a dog’s breast milk
and inscribing a permanent tattoo on his tongue
right in his front, Rihanna twerks
he grabs with all pleasure but with arms around the TV
on his way back to the kitchen with a cigarette
party screams he hears but are disturbing panics
just half a minute ago, smelly diffusion hints on a fishy joke
lights the match stick in a room full of gas
or consciousness to come back with nothing to remember
lies in the midst of standing angels
as the nurses care with so much anxiety and pity
wrapped all round by white sheets of healing
he blames others for not undoing his carelessness.
A TRAGEDY OF PRIDE ( hubris)
In the Arctic nights the jazz born North Lights sound
with a music of their own. Fair winds ferry fragile birds--
take to the skies in search of sympathetic warmth profound
while white breathless silence magnifies each sound as it is heard
and few venture forth, like bears they dash to find a haven
where they can hide until reluctantly the sun has stirred--
But, there is one jay bird who is not one of nature’s craven
creatures-- Waiting for a spring call from his mate, he hops into the hungry snow
to dance a dangerous dance in icy morning with the ravens.
There is a God flung magic that dashes high above the haughty human know
among the ancient secret kingdoms of the mystery sky--
And there it is that Wisdom’s Word is spread by wing and wayward winds that blow
their way in worldwide splendor and intricate magnificence that defies
the mind of man. It is a truth that dalliance in vanity is inborn---
Man or bird, into the nature of some spirits-- it low lies
and becomes incited when grand fame or imagined glory has been shorn
by another . And , so-- in Persia when the Prince of Peacocks heard
murmurs of the razzing ravens and the sassy sparrows high sky airborne
a proclamation that the World knew now there lived a peerless bird--
plucky-proud, surpassing the peacock -- Jay magnificent with a spirit daunting, a weight
of valiant blue in shades escaped of double rainbows, color-blurred
who bedazzled all nature’s eyes and winds of ear, that judiciously beheld each trait.
The peacock, no longer Highest Prince of Birds, screamed a terrible and cosmic sound
of jealousy. Ignoring all the glory that still made him great--
the vain and foolish peacock fell-- stunned and breathless to the ground.
Victoria Anderson-Throop 2012 ©
Written in Juja, Kenya
Bird is Stellar Jay, common in Valdez, Alaska
As hour piled on hour and day on day,
Several years drove past as decades.
Past now etched in the sand dunes of time,
Displaced by the winds of a bygone era.
Sweet memories fondly remembered;
Several dreams now lived in reality.
Belief systems formed and strengthened:
Habits that hung on through these hours.
Relationships strengthened over time,
Acquaintances who are but strangers today.
Events that have been reinterpreted,
Worries that have now receded.
Priorities that have shifted;
Goals that have been reached enroute.
Wisdom that has been gained through failures,
Self awareness that has ensued.
Time that great leveller,
Who favours no one as friend or foe.
You are asked to take responsibility,
Judiciously exercising free will to grow.
Awarded 3rd place in the "Any Poem #34" Contest by PD
one seventh heaven fantasy of this middle aged hetero
sexual mwm would be to take the playbook of the late
(recently deceased) Hugh Hefner. Said reverie constitutes
servicing a gamut of women, whose plethora in numbers
constitutes insatiable sexual propensity sans propinquity
perp hussy.
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despite mine middle aged (baby boomer) mwm base line
balled (though non bald) sans truth, isle be quite Ernest
and frank to state boldly, how thine bass concupiscence
trumps ambience, dalliance, essence, fragrance, generates
hefty indulgence (je nais se quois) juice kissing libidinal
makeup nursing omnipresent phallic quintessential reverent
seduction triggers unflaggingly (leaving me starry eyed for
stripes sakes) vision watering x2c (to the x power of infinity)
yielding zesty adulterous blessed coital consummation,
delicious expeditious fulfillment, generous gentle hormonal
insouciance, judiciously kneading lusciously marvelous
natural occurring pleasance, quiescent radiance, rousing
somnambulant threnody ushers victorious waltzing X-rated
yearning zeal to take a page from the playbook of the very
recently deceased Hugh Hefner housed within the PlayBoy
mansion. Game gamines gestalt gifted gonads, gopher
It appears undaunted, unstrainably
By duties dictated exclusively
To provide protection unfeignfully
For needed traveling unharmfully.
It safely furnishes luminescence
As proven effective unfailingly
In guiding seafarers efficiently
To harbors constructed judiciously.
Antisocial anacondas don't associate in numbers;
Bears and beavers don't become the best of friends.
Civet cats catch rats, so is it any wonder
On doleful dingoes dire dilemmas do descend?
Effete elephants eschew jumping, it's ungraceful;
"Frenching" frogs will never fetch nor wart nor prince.
Beware lest grim gaboons give you a face full;
Hyena's haunting laugh makes haughty hippos wince.
Iguanas ignorantly ignore sunscreen on their eyelids;
Jaguars judiciously adjure a jungle nook.
Kangaroos are kind of cute when they have cute kids;
In Lima llamas leap and lastly look.
Mountain lions may masquerade as pumas;
Nimble narwhal's noble spear's his joy and pride.
Opossums opt not to oppose those "play dead" rumors;
Prosaic penguins probably take leglessness in stride.
Quails quibble querulously in quorums;
Raccoons rinse their rations when they eat.
A snail can wreak some slimy harum-scarum;
Tarantulas tout tasty toads as treats.
Urutus usually undulate in jungles;
Vultures vainly vote for haute cuisine.
A wildebeest's a waggish work somebody bungled;
Xeric xenops don't exactly tan, they just stay green.
Yenta yaks may yell and yowl when they feel chatty;
Zany zebra's zoned in black, or white, if you prefer.
I pray this piece will play and not seem "catty",
SPCA's raucous ridicule I'd rather not incur,
For these bits of critterary trivia, A to Z,
Are things I never learned from Marlin Perkins*, R.I.P.
*For those of you, dear readers, who may not know, or who may not remember, Marlin Perkins was the host of the long-running NBC nature series, "Wild Kingdom", which aired on Sunday nights from 1963-1971.
Who is in the room?
Who owns the room?
When the GreenWoke Tribe
evaluate their strategic platform
for conquering RedUnWoke DiaTribes
what politically scientific purpose
and/or psychotherapeutic intent
for healthy inclusive democracy
[and not merely more wealthy
StraightWhiteMale corporate kleptocracy]
may wake up and win/win thrive?
Not so stuck on playing win/lose
monopoly games
preferred by monotheistic
anthrosupremacists,
privileged competitions
for recreating monocultural bullies
and sacrilegious
sanctimonious
green or red politically correct
dogmatic unwoke bosses
Judiciously proclaiming discrete
separate but equally undamaged
deceit
In resonant baritones
repeat unenlightened bass base
repeat disempowering soprano space
repeat replete
unwoken
still broken
repeat...
Who is behind the broom?
When GreenWoke evaluators
reconsider healthy
co-passionately wealthy
sweeping democratic invoked potential
Integrity to grow more
bilaterally healthy
bipartisan support
for woke up wealthy.
Woke
could send out evaluation forms
to every registered UnWoke
and this might explore half our hoped for story
of how empowerment
and enlightenment have grown/groaned
through last year's sentient
yet often somnolent
competitions in stuck down government.
But, growing trust
more than mistrust,
woke truth
more than unwoke half-truths
together show and tell,
as all UnWoke know too well,
bipartisan passions
co-invest tax-payers
and health therapeutic players
preferring to synergetically swell
rather than not tell
quietly fell apart
stuck in competitive squabbling
hell.
A state of every mind full of stuffs or empty
What it needs a drug?
A pain, a pleasure, spiritual, religious…
In every gathering is like a form of drug
For physiological change in body
Daily consumption of beverage as the day begins
A start up plan like a bed tea
Common drug caffeine, tannin
Rejuvenating a new ideas pouring
In a morning and evening coffee or a tea
A sip is needed to psychoactive the mind
During the pain what it needs a painkiller?
Mazatec shaman like a Spiritual cognition
Nootropics like a smart drug improving the brain functioning
On other hands Injected and absorbed and sometimes
Smoked bubbled combined hallucination alcohol
Intoxicating and Lowering the central nervous system
Feeling as if Body above the layer of ground
Glutton behaviours a magic of drug
a vomiting feels its impact
But a drug is a game player
And you feel like you are not you
it can make or mar one’s life so decide with your choice judiciously.
As the devil roams the earth, sometimes
believing church folk depend on other
Christians for support during occasions of
doubt and despair. I find myself
errantly choosing the wrong paths
forgetting that I have professed
God as the One on whom I depend.
He is my faithful Redeemer who
intercedes with mercy’s kindness, yet
judiciously knowing I need a Father's
kindling fire for my disobedient heart with
love, forgiveness and discipline.
My earthly friends would condone my
narcissism and stubborn conceit which
occludes the very Paraclete within me;
penitence is what I really need.
Quashing the ploys of the evil one,
repentant souls refresh their
spirits. Spurning Satan’s subversion
teaches us dependence upon God's remedy for
unfaithfulness, the loose rocks on our route.
Vital to our strength is a well-meaning,
wise Friend’s honesty. God’s Spirit is that
xenolith who supports each believer,
yokes Christians yearning to bring
zealots back into relationship with their Redeemer.
First words of each line can also be read as a "abc" type poem:
As believing Christians doubt
errantly forgetting God,
He intercedes judiciously kindling love.
My narcissism occludes penitence.
Quashing repentant spirits teaches unfaithfulness.
Vital, wise xenolith yokes zealots.
February 10, 2020
Caren Krutsinger's ABCEDARIAN contest
The invading alien came near.
A harbinger of ill will I thought,
paralyzed with overwhelming fear
that it was our abduction he sought.
I called on all the spirits I knew,
vampires, mages, goblins, and a ghost;
a town hall meeting with the whole crew,
I gloomily guessed we were all toast.
There will be no blood feasting tonight,
no trickery, nor ghastly grim acts.
We must expel this hideous sight
before our consciousness he extracts.
Our stance is extra cautionary–
defy his diabolical plan.
Be strong and judiciously wary,
and vote ‘Yea’ for an Alien Ban.
The alien arose and stood tall.
“Hey dudes, chill. I'm not evil, nor mean.
I came here only to wish you all
a neighborly Happy Halloween!”