Best Nominal Poems
"Soul to The Letters of Love"
Dropped into a body
the vessel is a skeleton key
where waits the other being
holding 3
in its own mind and hands
the Sanskrit Blueprint Plan
the lesson is in the wanting
ripe red apple bleeding juicy pumping
the learning to be free
ephemeral stories look for ephemeral keys
– this is how it has always been
naturally selected skin and bones, ephemeral
the other being a ghost inside
long in tooth forever and ever amen
calls the other ghost Atman,
calls the other ghost Home
plucking Vedic strings,
with lessons in love
grants the sharing of knowledge
receiver immortal sits seeded waiting
a secret discipline
multiple choices
exams in Shaman college
colludes to collaborate with the Sun
through the next portal
granting access to Love
with Letters earned
Divine and substantial
in another realm
Love is given not won
Post-nominal phenomena
Noumenon
thoughts intangible
become sound
in another strange world
Love is read
Love is learned
Love is found
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"Dreamlike"
https://youtu.be/YD1d-1hPuao
3
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Id,_ego_and_super-ego
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trinity
Soul
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soul
Twin Flame
"Put simply, the purpose of the twin flame relationship is to help us shed away the snakeskin of the ego, face and heal our wounded hearts, and transform into spiritually awakened beings."
https://lonerwolf.com/twin-flame/#h-the-purpose-of-twin-flame-relationships
Categories:
nominal, journey, love, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
Here ye! Here ye! Here ye!
Starting a new business I am
“Rent A Poetry Man” I call it
I'll come to your house in a van
For a nominal fee of just a dollar
I will fashion a poem for you
To suit any happy occasion
So you'll remember the do
I will offer a cute little ditty
Even give it a tune if I must
But I expect as part of the deal
You will offer me cake I trust
So look me up, let's make a deal
I'm in the book under “P”
It stands for happy “Poetry Man”
It describes this bloke to a “T”
© Jack Ellison 2014
Categories:
nominal, humor, poets, , cute,
Form:
Quatrain
In the year 2258,
C.R.O.T (Cellular Recombination of Organic Tissue)
is the largest multi-planetary corporation in the solar system
This is their most popular subspace commercial ...
Step into the cosmic shredder,
get your undesirable cells vaporized instantly
Then get your new ones recombined into your genetic matrix
All this for a very small nominal fee
Is there a part of you that you want to let go,
come to us,
CROT,
we're the cellular recombination pro
We're the best,
nobody tops us
We got the technology you can trust
Do you have a missing gene in your DNA,
well, let our company fix that,
come on in right away
Come to CROT
We have what you need,
we can expand anyone's capabilities ...
for a very small nominal fee
We will give you a new genetic makeup:
you can think faster,
have sex longer,
Have a body more stronger,
slow down the aging, make you live longer
With CROT you can't go wrong
This is a life changing offer,
so tap into your neural phone and call us
CROT is the place to go
CROT,
we're the cellular recombination pro
We're the best,
nobody tops us
We got the technology you can trust
All this can be yours, for a very small nominal fee
Welcome home the new you
at the end of the day
Let CROT disintegrate all your flaws away
Categories:
nominal, body, science, science fiction,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
this epistle per mine choice of heir apparent presidential throne
composed from one liberal minded non-conformist rolling stone
prompted awareness that one voice can affect which contestant will win
and occupy the white house after the votes get tallied from political spin
aware thy missive from an anonymous fellow and a self anointed scribe
will be carefully screened no matter opinion already cast with nada bribe
personal opinion of this sole american male of two score and nine years
that barack obama possesses that je ne sais quois diplomatic state craft
despite disparaging broadside starring paris hilton plus britney spears
the land of lincoln candidate exemplifies (to myself) a charismatic charm
in tandem with a relaxed persona and gait akin per a commoner on a farm
that nonchalant easy going affinity speaks nonverbal volumes to this chap
cringes when espying or hearing from opposing challenger whose lips flap
meaning john mccain whose hidden motives and agenda include his trap
to plant seeds of doubt per un-decided electorate causing lead to get a zap
unknown how trials and tribulations rival democratic senator from Illinois
will weather local nor global challenges and said solution he might employ
i opt for said captain to steer ship of state and exclaim to drop anchor ahoy
if via cosmic divine intercession the galloping newcomer in this horse race
ushering biracial as nominal winner televisions would show a beaming face
the political ramifications analogous to betting square outcome on this ace
i gently beg, decry, fulminate counter attack advertisements fast and quick
against those subliminal sly messages that at first blush appear airily slick
and please reach deep in that magic bag resorting to retaliatory artful trick
lest burning from the madding crowd extinguished like jack’s candle wick!
Categories:
nominal, dedication, faith, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Movements between a left and a right swing
A pendulum plays a well-known rhythm
Moments between the ticking and tocking
A lonely figure bracing in the storm
An empty park-bench on a quiet lawn
A pendulum plays a well-known rhythm
Like a long lost memory towards dawn
The distant baying of a hunting dog
An empty park-bench on a quiet lawn
Hearing bright laughter thru the gloomy fog
Sometimes life is spent in little spaces
The distant baying of a hunting dog
Out at large, on and on the world races
Life, long or short, fines a nominal sum
Sometimes life is spent in little spaces
Knocking at a door for heaven to come
Movements between a left and a right swing
Life, long or short, fines a nominal sum
Moments between the ticking and tocking.
Categories:
nominal, life, life,
Form:
Terzanelle
Threshold(s) Hail thee
The path that delivers I will elevate;
For the life that lives deserves whole eternal,
In the place of rest that saints will dominate.
The many battles fought to safeguard a trait,
To let a brood with no lore of nominal.
The path that delivers I must elevate.
Not she rests assured by nature’s salvage date.
This life yet renders bosoms for cardinal:
To nourish…, enrich this trait to dominate.
From ‘yes’ I breathe to still ‘no’ I defecate.
These, I owe house of notional tribunal.
For that life’s deliverance I will elevate.
Progenies I, owe this life that promulgate
News of me to flora and fauna’s astral.
I owe this life for those gifts to dominate.
Nerve not she got, to stand tests to procreate
Won’t my lines have been thrown in lone nocturnal?
This path that delivers I will elevate,
To the place of rest that saints will dominate.
©A.O, 4/4/2014.
Dedicated to my mother and my father. And parents alike.
Categories:
nominal, faith, family, father, mother,
Form:
Villanelle
It’s when you don't have
the money for a hit man.
And you know something
needs to be done.
If you have a hot date
and your boss asked you
to work late.
Dial 1-800 Whoop that ass!
The whoop ass delivery Service,
We will deliver a can of whup ass
anywhere to anyone at any time
day or night,
if there wrong or right,
in any kind of weather.
Call and ask about
the wet ass whupping
for no extra charge.
For someone who needs
there Ass handed to them
Thee old fashion way.
Let us do that for you.
Dial 1-800 Whoop that ass.
On your request,
we can leave them
on their feet
or laying on the ground.
We can deliver a can of whup ass
in public or when no one's around.
Satisfaction Guaranteed
or we will tear that ass up.
If a loved one
doesn’t know how come home,
or people who get smart
with you on the phone.
Hang up and dial...
1-800 Whoop that ass.
The Whoop ass delivery Service
let’s you choose one of three sizes,
Small, (This is going to hurt)
Medium, (We're going to break something.)
and the Large. (Put them in the Hospital)
Each package comes with fightback insurance.
Just in case the subject’s tries to fight back
In which case
we will beat the snot out them.
Ladies if you want
to keep your abusive husband in line,
then keep us in mind.
Dial 1-800 Whoop that ass.
Ladies our slap happy option
comes as a back-hand service.
Where at you request.
we can just slap the piss
out of them.
slap the taste out they mouth.
Or even slap them clean
into next week.
Dial 1-800 Whoop that ass.
And men we don't discriminate,
we can return the favor for a nominal fee.
We will slap people on both sides
of the family tree.
Dial 1-800 Whoop that ass.
We take Visa, Master card, and American Express.
But don't let credit problems get in the way!
You can even put an Ass Whooping on Lay-away.
Find us online at any time. @WhoopthatAss.com
Copyright ISBN-13 978-19781188973
ISBN-10 197811897TX
Categories:
nominal, funny, funny love, hilarious,
Form:
Free verse
He who seeks pain for pleasure is a real aboriginal,
Runs slowly yet leads subservient to international.
He who has a mental condition stable aberrational
And is clearly confused for his rule over junior biennial.
Is such one busy doing nothing our leader fictional?
Believes has virtual reality and qualities supernal;
Worries by relaxing, is a truly called stupid sentinel
Off laissez faire causing democracy death prenatal.
He is the original copy; autocracy does he disannul.
Is such one busy doing nothing our leader nominal?
Babbles less on many topics but talks lot notional;
Real oxymoron, a worthless gold is a role fictional.
Such a stupid, such dark snow acts like nocturnal
And wishes us follow him like a true myth tensional.
Is such one busy doing nothing our leader attritional?
As little pain hurts none, such nonentity optional
Is singly double natured like oxymoron is binational.
Such a tiny elephant of no use is a leader sectional,
Unlike Modi or Mahatma who is pretty fierce finagle.
Is such one busy doing nothing our leader supernal?
A rightly deceitful leader propagates worries parental
Agony, by loving humanity loathing persons is menial.
Is such afunctional leader be only choice? Oh! Marginal!
An open secret for such leaders, this Monorhyme is a signal.
Is such one busy doing nothing our leader eternal?
Categories:
nominal, absence, addiction, anxiety, funny,
Form:
Monorhyme
He lives there, where people love
Land as mother, worship agriculture
People of his nation, after independence
brought green, white, yellow, blue revolutions
to meet with the crisis of food
to wipe out hunger
to up root poverty.
He tills his mother earth
carries plough on his shoulder
sheds his sweats
turns himself into soil.
After a year of severe flood,
several children of his homeland
are at risk of death
due to lack of proper nutrition.
He returns from his polluted land
carrying a basket on his shoulder
full of golden harvest.
Flood stricken cornfields
Harvests destroyed, paddy fields washed
yet he carries food grains on his shoulder
The cattle Kraals are empty
The goats gaunt
No protein food for children
but he is carrying a basket
full of golden harvest.
In his motherland
where people worship food as god
Through away it and feel proud for it
where some people also search dustbins
madly hoping a handful of stale rice
to do away with their hunger.
The experts do research on cropping
Those with power keep their power.
Only he, the nominal farmer
trusts himself with earth’s treasure
is carrying a basket full of golden harvest
on his shoulder.
The sun does not dissuade him,
nor the water logging
that blows against him
as he ploughs barren land,
grows golden harvests
on the other hand,
drowns into the deep sea of loans
beaten by poverty.
He feeds the nation,
cannot feed his family.
He trusts his hand for his countrymen
what they used now,
but cannot do his family and himself.
Between life and death,
he is carrying a basket on his one shoulder
full of golden harvest
carries fear of suicide on his other shoulder.
Categories:
nominal, feelings, funeral, grief, poetry,
Form:
Fibonacci
Once upon a time while touring ancient Egypt land,
A frugal auld tourist from the bonny land of Scotland,
Decided the mysterious pyramids he desired to see,
And he demanded to visit them for a very nominal fee!
He repaired to his hotel bar, sat down and ordered a drink.
He needed ample time upon this bold adventure to think.
After downing several tumblers of Gordon's gin and tonic,
He thought, "By jove! A trip by a camel would be exotic!"
He scurried to the local camel rental agency very much areel,
To haggle with the rental feller and strike up a deal,
That would guarantee a care-free trip to the pyramids and back!
An agreeable pact was struck and he gave the man some jack.
Just a few hot and dusty kilometers out of town,
The camel stopped, snorted and lay down!
The irate Scot hailed a traveler heading back east,
Saying, "Send that guy out here to rouse this insolent beast!"
Rubbing his nose and scratching he head he kicked the camel fast!
The hapless camel broke wind with a most resounding blast!
"Aha!" explained the agent, "The problem was easy to unlock!
This old feller had a very serious case of vapor lock!"
Robert L. Hinshaw,CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Categories:
nominal, funny, travel, time,
Form:
Rhyme
Inspiration
Gave of himself in my family’s time of most desperate need
As my family faced sudden homelessness, full speed
Rarely does one witness such sacrifice
Yet he is not even a blood relative, indeed
We three have lived in his home…he, my son and me
Escaped severe displacement…instead held harmony
Love became an absolute verb
Love has come to me from the least likely places
I pay a nominal rent, nothing is free
No family member even offered, ghosts to me
Gary forfeited his privacy, giving my son and I each a room
rather than he…Who does that?
I am blessed to have another friend I choose to call family!
My love and gratitude always, Jill
Categories:
nominal, appreciation, family, inspiration,
Form:
Acrostic
We thrive finding freedom
to speak out
to dance around
and sacred shout
to sing full-stop gospel
turn'em out
Outside our secluded cells
of dominant evolution
and protagonist predation theories,
desecrating aparta-schisms,
jingoistic decultured
shameful jisms
Having His MonoTheistic elitist
StraightWhite Capital-Headed Way
Extracting all polycultural Truth
polyphonic Fertility
polyvagal Medicine
polytheistic Trust
CoEmpathic CoPassion
Communion Ability
Degenerating all polypathic
polymathic elegant Beauty
Judging ecopolitical Grace
of Sacred EarthMother Justice,
just EarthTribe us
regenerations
naturally lusty
and spiritually chaste
Singing and dancing
in outside cathedral circles
spiraling lines
of seasonal unwinding fertility
reasoned rhythmic agility
prescribing Whole Open NeuroSystemic Peace,
multi-regenerating timeless
ultra non-violet
communing dark bright resilience
Requires positive health value
brilliance
for playing win/win nicely
with and for
elegant and intricate
GoldenMind/SacredBody
cooperative wealth
CoPassionately robust
EnLightening/EmPowering
nonviolent sacred communion
for ReStorying strong flowing
shining sharing circles
Coming out of secularized
monoculturing closets
disclosing multicultural freedom
to include Indigenous-Taoist Wisdom
rooted in whole open panentheistic
nonzero-spacious/temporal Souls
Climbing root and nail chakra
out of our anthrosupremacist closeted UnSouls
Longing to sing and spiral core dance
WuWei inspired freedom voiced
and choiced unvoice
neuro-systemic lusty prance
to recreate,
co-arise
trauma-free
ego-mental/eco-physical health thriving
DiPolar appositionally sacred
vertical mind/body bilateral balance
Left/Right bicameral resonance,
like peanut butter and banana,
like denim and Square Dance
Resilience encircling
Does +1 communication universe
of (1)-Numerated Thing
=
-(-0) metaphoric appositional
double-binding unity
Not-(0)Nominal Relationship?
Could Mind/Body
empowering health ritual erotic Dance
primally co-relate wealth
with polypathically encircling
exotically enlightened Romance?
Possibly including,
if this pleases you,
Bromance?
Categories:
nominal, dance, health, humor, inspiration,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
The morbid law of the rigid
It is a principle for the principal
A belief that holds the total
The standard not for the normal
Above reproach, beyond nominal
A law for the feeble and mortal
A rule of tyranny and inflexibility
Found in a principality
Observed as a quality
Anything besides is nullity
Transgress, face penalty
Regress, become nonentity
Redress, labeled mediocrity
Resolute, named superiority
Meek, called inferiority
Compromise, cast as frailty
Opinions equated to profanity
Fairness shunned as evil and vanity
Rationale is called disdain
Don’t drift, remain
Don’t shift, sustain
Don’t twist, maintain
Don’t lift, retain
That’s the law for the deprived
The morbid law of the rigid
Categories:
nominal, conflict, confusion, power, prison,
Form:
Classicism
it would not be so painful
if you didn't claim to be
a follower of the "WAY"
claiming to love
as He loved
It would not be so painful
if you didn't know any better
but you do
you do
and still you do what you do
and say what you say
It would not be so painful
if you were courageous
and owned up to your wrong
showed you're morally strong
ethically brave
eager to save a relationship gone wrong
It would not be so painful
if you practiced what you preach
No, it would not be so painful
but it is...
it is...
expectations are thorns in the flesh
that rip and tear
when they are not met
by those who are supposed to "care"
I guess nominal is Ok
Nominal Christians
who cling to the name
forgetting the shame
of letting him down
by not loving the...."unlovely"
by forgetting what he said:
"And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that?" (Matthew 5: 46)
It's Ok...
One day....it will all be Ok....just not today.
Eileen Manassian
Categories:
nominal, humanity, truth,
Form:
Free verse
I'll stick to the secret religion
I don't need a reason
to enter metamorphosis
like the wind cutting rocks
to carve out new rivers
Stranger than fiction
my nominal friction
ties to this earth
I might fly off
like a child in birth
severing ties to his mother
The inside out pains
for all I've attained
the scratches and bruises
hardly tell the story
of a life of little worry
throw stress to the winds
every now and then
look back and say
how did I get here
with minimal damage
I don't have much
but I manage
These days drained of desire
like a thin pulled copper wire
shiny on the outside
brawny in the in
its like a wick in the wind
kindling this fire
I'll be okay though
because I'm a short winded liar.
Categories:
nominal, angst, art, confusion, dedication,
Form:
Free verse