Best Negatively Poems
I AM
A Father.
A Son.
A Brother.
None are just titles.
I live those titles every day through my actions.
I am successful at those roles every day.
I possess unconditional unwavering love .
I AM
A Director
My profession as much as my titles defines me.
It is not just my career it is my love.
Directing theatre has my unconditional unwavering love.
I am successful at this role every day.
I AM
defined by my actions.
I act on my beliefs.
I AM
defined by my beliefs.
I believe in the fiber of someone's character
not their words,
in their intent not just their actions.
Peoples needs are important to me not just my own.
I AM
committed to forgiveness,
Humans are basically good.
The forest is dense predators lurk in the shadows.
Fear plays too important a role in too many lives.
I help others rather than judge them negatively.
I believe
Even though the task ahead seems insurmountable
we will find our way through the black of these days.
People with completely different views can and do bond.
I believe
We must learn tolerance for without it we are lost.
I believe
in priorities
I do not give too much importance
to words and ideas.
I learn from nature
like the mighty oak
I can bend with the wind.
I prefer more round tables,
less round 'em up.
In less locks
more open doors,
in more heart
less knee jerks.
I have the strength to accept I die
the will to live every day.
I worry about the incredible suffering
exists away from North America.
I Am
Love
above all else
Love
It is about put up
or shut up.
I am anything but silent.
I Am
one of many
in the end
that is who
I Am.
06~11~2014
Sponsor: frank herrera
Contest Name:"I AM"
She painted cubes and angles
drowned in hues
of density and celsius pressures,
it was in part due
to her retrospect of comfortable sorrow,
the syndrome was complicated
by the distant shine
of a brilliant lover,
I remember her voice coming
to me like that of a
summer solstice
eagerly carressed by the lungs
of the bluejays
that would translate the technique
of blossoms
like it were their first language,
her fury was lush,
and she channeled it properly,
I'm positive shes negative
in an act thats sincere,
she is positively negatively
painting in gray today -
J.A.B.
We were more popular
When you felt lazy,
More important when
We cooked you potatoes and gravy...
To please our boys and men
We would go to any length,
Even begged for mercy
Were pillars of strength...
We are the glue to glass houses
Being abused by the hour by the day,
Even ignored or unheard of by many
But we will continue to love come what may...
Negatively spoken of around the world
And frequently pacified by our nation,
But the torch GOD placed in our hearts
Is not a symbol of accusation more of edification...
Tear us down kick us to the ground
But we will always strive for equality,
We are free women accepting nothing less
Our guardian angels fill us with spirituality...
We are women born to cease dissention
We are women not women of extinction
"The Process of Mending"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Before I ever thought that I would write
Radiance, conquered your inner light
On the occasion that you just might
Keep all the pain you have in clear sight
Eric knows that this is not right
Nothing in you is negatively bright
What I see is the purpose of our fight
It is the Beauty that ends every dark night
New inspiration that takes off and takes flight
Godly Ambitions Of The Purest Height
Saving me through inspiration so keep your pen tight
Many a poet I know a fool
acting like they know-it-all
many a poet I know a tool
acting like "Mr Poet-all"
unknowingly showing me
their knowledge of poetry
has boundaries surrounding
ideas rebounding around
their impounded grounds
only seeing the same repeatedly
nothing new unfortunately
forever under lock and key
belittling anything new they see.
As a poet I'm not especially traditional
more so "special" writing additional
my raw and new to poetry style
unlike those into poetry awhile
so can I now pick the thoughts
of a traditional poet know-it-all
I believe to be caught in restriction walls
appearing to parrot what taught in schools
see if I perceive conviction in their cause
or robotic perspective their memory stores
too Inspect credentials for signs set in stone
content or unambitious toward the unknown
should I see respect or a moody moan
for new styles outside their own zone
Seemingly their priority is to teach all to try to be
writing unoriginally prevent the mind think free
in a strictly stricken view I see crippling you
never trying new or seeking something else to do
you have regulations on how creativity is written
preventing inspiration thus so negatively driven
speculating with unchallenged repetition
as though been tutored to a limit
you're now failing to ascend merited
having starved all but within it.
So please respect my detected inclination at play
but poetry is a creative artform not set in its ways
and those paved paths you pace and wear thin
were once unpaved before their now adored placing
so shouldn't a creative artform progress and not stay there
wouldn't it go on new quests paving unpaved or
invent realise and find in amaze ways new spaces
not be assigned a confined station like railways
instead seek to new roads or train to fly the skies
cus a closed off mind concealed in a cocoon
denies the butterfly wings the room
like a inverted narrow mind blinds clues
let's preserve and branch from the lay of the track
if poetry stays then poetry slacks but if adapts
poetry won't wear weak crumble and crack
recycling the same will only sink in to the black
I don't want to conform to the common or normal
because I see it as a creative short fall.
So why refuse new styles when you could embrace all poetry?
are you a poet or are you a phoney?
Don't be ruthless in communication
be it written or verbal, teacher told,
never say 'no' as wise people have told.
Feel the impact in brain with negation.
A 'No' word releases dozens of stress
producing chemicals in brain forthwith
interrupt normal brain functioning with
impairing logic, reason; complete mess.
Yet, we fail to control ‘No’ word, knowing
its curse in brain function; negatively
thinking puts in worst state definitely
then with anger forces for misdoing.
When one decides to think positively,
can turn their lives around competently.
~X~X~X~
Bowlesian Sonnet or Australian Sonnet is attributed to English poet, William Lisle Bowles (1762 -1850).The elements of the Bowlesian Sonnet are ::
-a quatorzain made up of 3 quatrains and a couplet.
-rhymed abba cddc effe gg.
-metric, iambic pentameter
-composed with the pivot or volta between the 9th and 13th lines
Reference: http://www.poetrymagnumopus.com/forums/topic/1042-bowlesian-sonnet-or-australian-sonnet-and-canadian-sonnet/
I see life in black and white.
I know I'm positively right -
except the times when I'm not,
as when I'm negatively wrought.
Then, positivity, I lack,
and I see life in white and black.
Smile.
Laugh.
Meditate,
Take deep breaths.
Clear your conscience,
Of all negative thoughts.
Wish away negative thought forms,
From other people.
Avoid people who belittle you
Or always criticise negatively;
Including friends, neighbours,
colleagues
And family.
Eat well.
Dress well.
Listen to good music.
Read good books.
Avoid drugs.
Know when to fight,
And when to flee.
Do what you love.
Believe in abundance.
Surround yourself with people with
similar ambitions.
Avoid trying too hard to please,
Impress or fit in.
Believe in love.
Love yourself;
Love those who love you.
Avoid being affiliated to groups full
of negativity
They will pollute your conscience.
Avoid horrifying news in the media,
Bad politics and programmes that
seek to
Control your choices.
Appreciate more, complain less.
Be slow to anger.
Learn to be patient.
Learn to see "setbacks" as
experiences.
Worry less about age, death and
money
And how you look like.
Avoid blaming parents, the
government and employers
For every "problem" in your life.
Whatever teachers, parents and
preachers say
Doesn't really define you.
Be open to change.
Believe that nothing lasts;
Including pain and pleasure.
Learn to doubt everything;
Including this poem.
You are now free.
Live your life.
When I said it was over
You said hurtful things
You called me out my name
You said you had no feelings for me anyway
And yet you were right there texting me all day, everyday
You probably just said those things to cover up the pain
I tried to let you go easily…but before you left my life you just
Had to make a scene.
You tried your best to make me break down and cry
But while you were going off I was on the other end laughing
the whole time.
You’re probably at home talking negatively a whole lot about me
While I am out having fun at the movies.
If you meant what you said about you never caring.
Then I guess we’re even.
Even though you made me mad,
I hope you have a nice life, there’s no need to reminisce.
Because the past is the past…
And I ‘am moving on chucking up the deuces.
I just hope you keep my name out your mouth, no excuses…
Nobody knows the pain we feel
Nobody gives the slightest thought
Nobody treasures the memory
Of what we said we wanna be
Nobody knows the struggles we face
Nobody never notices we put on a brave face
Nobody cares to give a smile
Nobody ever holds a conversation for a while,
Everything we do, we never complain
All the scars we have are never seen
Working for a better life
Trying to be a success, all of us have to face the test.
We are never ready for a world that envy, never once did we see all the unpleasant scenery that we'll get,
We just wanna succeed and be somebody, without all the treachery and chaos of everybody
All the negatively bad impacts,
Go alone and forget the distance,
For it's the ones who choose the right way
Comes out to be leaders everyday.
I said to my prodigal son
who stole from me,
it is not competitive economic strategies
that dominantly empower life;
Competitive ecologies and economies
are dominantly decomposing monocultures,
just the opposite of regenerative synergetic praxis
and regenerative intent toward polycultures.
Monopolistic internal consumer-culture
develops into decomposing organic systems
dissonant cognitive
and emotive
and neural
and digestive systems
diseased health and well-being
Socio-economic
and politically dissociated systems,
all negatively trending toward closed-entropic,
swollen monolithic sad dismay
replacing former therapeutic system
glad array.
We need cooperatively dominant economies and ecologies
to reintegrate positive revolutions
that endo- and ecto-symbiotically evolve
dipolar co-arising life regenerating
holistic healthy systems.
Competitive critical events,
like stealing from and stolen from,
struggling between painful suffering of ego-self consciousness
and "positive deviant" stress,
self co-arising right-brained redactive eco-precociousness
Contention
seeking bicamerally balancing contentment,
joint cooperative ego-eco echoing
incoming/outgoing waves
of double-binding comprehensive co-passioness.
Primal
and yet stealthy
nonverbal structures
of cosmo-neuro-logical information
evolves bilateral-analogical exflowation,
cobinary
bicameral information co-redeems
transparently co-arising
EgoSelf+EcoOther resonant co-discernment.
"All money is a matter of belief"
said Adam Smith,
As all embodied wealth value
is synergy
for relief from self-isolating mind sorrow,
said Now MindTime to Here BodySpace.
Transparent matters
of historic linear human progress belief
square-rooted in herstoric matriculture's transparent
vulnerable co-communing energy
invites co-gravitational trauma relief
from eco-political dissonating stress.
I love my prodigal self-infested son,
perhaps somewhat more than he yet has capacity
to love his wounded womb progenitor
speaking up and out
for restoring and restorying healthy
wealth of peace.
Strange colored skies climb northernly this night
Calling our future with wild deamons eyes
Abscure as the creatures who answer the call
Wild are the answers of the reasons and the faults
Certain as the well swept winds
Alluring in it's grasp fought negatively through single wins
I pray twords the skies and it curdles and swims
Thoughts twords the sun and it scorches my rims
Carry me far enough I can be within your sights
Stash us away and the sun will be bright
Motors may break but oceans will be light
I will stay on the coast and wait
The award I will do is make the evening a minute late
Parched is the gulf as the single minute breaks
Great is the second docks a seperate mans gate
The Earths crust slowly begins to crumble
It quivers, then quakes, it slowly opens, the rivers break
A star is born somewhere, a beautiful new star
Great is the struggle, born from the heavens a small light it makes
The new star pulls, it turns, then it feeds and it's fuel it burns
Gently it orbits following all things it understands
The new star bends it dances it stands
Tancing outwardly as creations comprehend
A continient wavers as the new star binds its brand
It feeds off of our oceans as our tides wash in
It goes just as softly forward and back
As the rays of its placement barrow up to the sun
We watch very carefully because it's damages are already done
Some of my poems are written in reference to a Bible scripture. This one was originally written in 2012 and now, (9) years later, I found the Bible scripture this poem is referencing: Proverbs 27:17 / Iron sharpens iron, and one person sharpens the wits of another.
This is dedicated to all of my wonderful reflections in life. Thanks for always catching me and lifting me up!!
REFLECTION
It is most important
To see your reflection
The image we reflect
As an individual person
Sometimes we overlook
Seeing what we may reflect
Then other people in the world
Can see the reflection neglect
We should always check out
What reflections we portray
The reflections given out
Will come back your way
Reflecting goodness to others
Attracts goodness back to you
As when bad reflections given
Can invite bad reflections too
Inner vision is connected
With the soul deep within
As we look out reflecting
Images our minds imagine
There are the times on occasion
When we may reflect negatively
That’s when we don’t even realize
We’re not seeing ourselves clearly
Some reflections in others
That you may tend to find
With some similar situations
Will sometimes ease your mind
To see reflections of yourself in life
Looking at other people is the way
A true friend will catch you though
When you are having a bad day
Those friends will reflect to you
What you are unable to see
Giving only positive thoughts
And lifting you up spiritually
Be a good reflection to yourself
And to others who need it too
Do not reflect as someone else
Let the real you shine through
Florence McMillian (Flo)
This is professionalism!
Something on the brink,
You could say,
Of existentialism.
It's nonnegotiable,
This business of price
And dice
And "rightful" wives,
No. It's immovable.
The roulette spins,
The Russians drink,
And a bullet escapes
An unfortunate skull—
The brains of a brainiac—
The brainiac,
Always the maniac,
The one without
Any brain whatsoever.
And we sing forever
About rosies and rings
And things called posies,
Falling and fallen bodies—
This is professionalism!
It holds no friends,
Nor boundaries or
Walls or streets.
Stock goes not
Negatively toward
Professionalism because
Professionalism is
Undeniable and untraceable!
The road less traveled
Is the entrepreneur's road,
A road of love and sex
And microagressions
Being spit from the mouths
of the travelers,
Because he's an adventurer,
A trooper, a keeper,
But his own man.
He'll take a hand,
An arm, a couple legs,
Two new eyes, a head,
And take a new man,
Because that's professionalism—
Political magnetism:
The East collides with
The West to monopolize
Dares and obsessions
While North perpetually
wonders why it always
Finds its way South.
What is class but a
Hierarchy of officials?
Professionalism holds
No such thing.
Whatcha say about me
No one cares about what you say about me
If they listen without coming to yours truly
They are not true to you, me, or them
Whatcha say about me
Say it to my face
Come to my space
I love you anyway
Go about your business
Imma be about me
Whatch say about me
Positively
Or Negatively
Don't even matter to me
People talked about Jesus and
He's perfect. Lay it on me.
I can be me only.
Whatcha Say
Hey bae, Have a great day!
3-26-11