Best Normalcy Poems
dysfunctional
is a way of life
is the normal all gone?
Categories:
normalcy, family,
Form:
Questionku
crazy sanity
excited placidness
terrible wonderfulness
enthusiastically down
mountainous nothingness
unexpected anticipations
insanely normal
conscientiously uncaring
empathetic bullying
horrible kindnesses
guilty innocence
joyful depression
bipolar normalcy
conflicted understandings
crawling highs
maniacal lows
Categories:
normalcy, mental illness,
Form:
Free verse
During a period of despair and emptiness,
I used to peer into deep tunnels of pettiness.
Dark and dull hobgoblins gnawed at my heart,
I've developed a strong sense of impart.
Now, each one grasps what we are withholding,
The term "long and narrow" is thrown around.
I am on a road, and yeah, it's long and winding,
However, this synopsis does not seem sound.
I would never have affected anyone's life,
Ultimately, a vast difference was initiated.
Fifty years of life were squandered in strife,
Life seemed pointless, mushy, and drab, vitiated.
Hence, it is partial and cannot reveal any insight,
Unless you say, it is an elephant that stops the sun.
Could someone testify why it was swayed by my sight?
Why would somebody do so? Should this be done?
intending to move away from pain and sorrow,
Spare me from a need for joy and not being hollow.
When I shout, "God, I perceive you apprehend me?"
A terrible desire for liberation from slavery.
One day, I was engulfed by intense sadness,
God intervenes in illustrating caring gladness.
A letter in the mail would provide an answer,
Mental peace, healing, and renewing enhancers.
God's glory drew many to live's discovery,
assisting them on the road to recovery.
Uttering them, you are keen to support the hand,
Except for being in pain and ready to stand.
My endless tears of emotional pain,
Meet the rainbow that turns into rain.
I now feel completely healed and whole,
Light shines into the hatchery of my soul.
We praise God for this marvelous breakthrough,
He restored me, and my soul got a fresh renew.
He wrapped me in the warmth of his embrace,
With love, he protects me and shields me from disgrace.
Written: October 12, 2022
ER: Enlightenment Recovery Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
normalcy, analogy, emotions, recovery from,
Form:
Rhyme
Rumors skuttlebutt
Puts me in a rut
I'm the subject
I'm no insect
Mother branded me
Than on never free
Not normal is what she said
Yet my blood always been red
Years later
don't hate her
Categories:
normalcy, abuse, betrayal,
Form:
Couplet
You are so very weird
Your weirdness shines true
There are so very few,
Who are weirder than you.
You see, weirdness is relative
Weirdness is wacky
But the right kind of weirdness
Makes true weirdos happy
If you were not weird
Well that would be weird
Weirder than the fact
That weirdness is feared
Categories:
normalcy, character, confidence, nonsense, wisdom,
Form:
Rhyme
I
yearn for
normalcy
Awakening
my dormant, sleeping imagination
Wistfully searching for idealism
Envisioning
the world as
it once
was
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (24) ,any form,any theme (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 08/18/2020
Categories:
normalcy, longing,
Form:
Tetractys
Coronavirus takes a stab at cancel culture.
So much for "back to normalcy" 2022; Omicron...
has put a lump of coal in our Christmas stockings.
Date written: 12/24/2021
Categories:
normalcy, perspective, sad, truth,
Form:
Sijo
I crave to have a voice.
I crave to be heard
To be heard above all the static and white noise.
Of this everyday bland american life.
No one is unique anymore.
No one wants to be a voice.
No one hungers for knowledge or a challenge.
No one wants to be challenged.
I want people to hear me
And understand me.
I can't stop talking, writing, thinking, hurting
Because i know they can't hear me.
They keep going on with their life.
Living behing diseased eyes and brains and rotton hearts.
I am yelling and screaming
Trying to save them, save their lives.
Trying to save them from mediocracy and the curse of average and fake.
All they hear is silence
They can't feel emotion
Hear pain
We have become robots, zombies.
Walking along the earth like Cain and Able.
Was I cursed to wander the earth forever and never find what i was looking for?
I am cursed like them.
I have the same characteristics to hate...judge...
Discriminate.
It sucks
I want to be normal
I crave normalcy.
Categories:
normalcy, angst, hope, inspirational, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
I’m happy in my cage
the gold it shines so bright
can’t differ or astray
from thoughts within my mind
They help me to conform
they help me to be free
until the night it comes
lights up monstrosities
Thoughts keep me from myself
they’re keeping me from you
oh where oh where am I
but hiding in the blue
You’ll see that I’m not swaying
or moving to and fro
i’m sailing far away
into the mistress’s cove
Categories:
normalcy, corruption, freedom, god, silence,
Form:
Rhyme
Normalcy is the accepted
and the generally understood
parts of life.
Such as the reflections on a mirror
and the concepts
of time, space and matter.
Normalcy is the societal misunderstandings
changed into angering of
those who cannot comprehend
this meaning of normalcy.
Normalcy is the diversity
of people within every day
lives of individuals' daily demands
within one system of dementions.
Normalcy is the idea that has been distorted
as an explanation against normal concepts
that suround the minds of the confused
and not those who understand these
demanding exact differences.
Normalcy is the morals in their
personal ratings of interpritations
between culture and religons
of reason and evolutional mutations
and creature combonations
Normalcy is the random of
genetic traits and personality
to create the art of individual sculpture
that is reflected within the epitomy
of all normalcies...
Categories:
normalcy, life, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
I wake to the scrape of the kettle on the stove,
the faint hiss of water finding its boil.
The day begins not with purpose,
but with the weightless drift of a leaf
settling where it may.
The streets are a quiet shuffle of feet,
faces turning toward their own horizons.
I do not follow their lines or their whispers;
their stories are not mine to carry.
I pass them like stray clouds—
near enough to notice, far enough to forget.
There is no hunger in me for what lies beyond.
The walls of my life are neither wide nor narrow;
they fit me as they are.
I do not dream of breaking them down,
nor do I long for higher ceilings.
At night, I sit by the window watching headlights
thread through the dark like fireflies.
The city hums its endless song;
I hum nothing back.
This is enough: the kettle’s whistle,
the rhythm of steps on pavement,
the soft collapse of another day into itself.
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Categories:
normalcy, life, simple,
Form:
Free verse
On my deck I’m sitting to write this pleasant day.
Nary a cloud I see to blot the clear blue sky.
Yellow sun is smiling; the grey has gone away.
Wind whooshes through the trees. Some bicyclists I spy.
Distant traffic , barking dogs, and some kids at play:
These sounds spell normalcy! Wind heaves another sigh.
April 24, 2020 for Joseph May's Each Letter Threads The Verse Poetry Contest
Categories:
normalcy, recovery from,
Form:
Rhyme
Winter Solstice
Placed earth
On its path toward new spring
Pray longer, sunny days lead to
Brighter hopes
Of rebirthing-
Prized normalcy.
Hugging family
Meeting friends
Breathing pure air without a mask
Sitting at church to worship, pray
Full classrooms
Kids mingling-
Prized normalcy.
No anxieties
Becoming ill
Loving fine meals at a restaurant
Happily going to our jobs on-site
Attend theaters
Sports events-
Prized normalcy.
January 3, 2020
Contest: Trinet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
The Trinet, created by zion, is a 7 line form with these specifications:
Line 1 - 2 words
Line 2 - 2 words
Line 3 - 6 words
Line 4 - 6 words
Line 5 - 2 words
Line 6 - 2 words
Line 7 - 2 words
Categories:
normalcy, hope, new year,
Form:
Verse
We want the things we believe to be out there,
Things that exist for others and not for ourselves.
Well they aren’t and they don’t.
We spend our time wanting to be “normal,”
Yet, the more time one spends trying to achieve normalcy,
The less like oneself one becomes.
You are no longer you when your pursuit is for normalcy.
Then, you are simply an image of what everyone else is,
What everyone else wants.
You are you for a reason.
Normal, it does not exist.
Categories:
normalcy, appreciation, character, confidence, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
Intelligent musical talent begins with this, to relearn the timing within our soul,
But other tactical psychological methods are busy swaying to and fro,
To an obvious yet nefarious covert Rhythmic tyranny of Mind Control,
Damaging trauma appears, disappears and reappears so often - irregardless whether anyone of us - really and actually know,
Although - know; you ought to, and know you must, if we're to avoid their evil demonic end goal, by economic slavery boom and bust,
Why have the masses flocked to what is essentially an obvious Lie..
The hitherto well understood well known treachery of bribery and trickery..to the ill-informed common eye?
Real answers lie within the Agendas of those,
With high unseen well hidden authority of tyranny.. now beginning to be exposed,
The blame so far as we can see for this all pervasive idiocy,
Fits squarely into Ancient Babylonian Occult vile Crypto Supremacy,
An unmentionable taboo for Society, though cleverly socially arranged,
Covertly hostile toward Humanity and our creative force..
By a certain inferiority complexed minority so deranged..
Ah yes - but of course!
A true Dictatorship and Tyranny
can and always will insist..
Upon those that have become uber-Liberal all accepting pacifists..
Those yet behind an otherwise obvious - facade of devious fallacy, don't want you to learn the reasons for the lie,
The mondane so often belies what is hidden within our words; within a sound,
The truth disguised as anything unprofound,
Explanation enough as to the premise of why..
The countless masses are now clearly and sadly being systematically psychologically, reduced to a pitiful state of abhorrent dependency,
We would certainly have to mention and be sure to say,
Please wake up a friend a colleague or a family member now, or at least today,
It is therefore clear that;
an in-depth searching root cause analysis, apparently can be,
Brought about and shared through some insightful poetry..
The written and the spoken word,
Do justice to those that cannot nor would never ever be heard,
So we might then listen in careful piety,
Or do not then be surprised to now find, that there are..
So Many Seduced by Rhythmic Pendulum of Trauma & Absurd Normalcy..
Kurt Hubbard-Beale
28th February 2023
Categories:
normalcy, humanity,
Form:
Ballad