Best Notice Poems
I’m giving you two weeks’ notice
And then I’m evicting you
From my heart
You haven’t been paying your dues…
Lingering caresses
Entwining embraces
Passion laden kisses
And loving whispers
Are overdue
LONG overdue
What’s worse…
You’ve been trashing the premises
With your careless words
dirty excuses
filthy put-downs...
Your childish tantrums
And misplaced anger
Have littered my heart
You have been bringing in
Uninvited guests
To share the night
Thinking I was unaware
Of the trysts
But this place is meant for you
YOU
Alone
There has been too much
Way too much
Wear and tear
And so I declare
You are being evicted
Pack up your things
And find another
Heart
to live in!
I need some time
To set things right
To make repairs...
The love paint needs to dry
The dream frames need to be hung
The soiled sheets need to be purified
I need to sew new curtains of hope
And wash away the grime from the
windows of my heart
Before I can even consider
Taking in a new resident.
Two weeks…..
Just enough time
For you to pay for damages
And then to leave
Peacefully...
Before I have you thrown out
of this heart of mine!
On either side the boarded footpath lie
Still pools in swamp with sinister reflection
Dull images and scenes of life gone by
Suggest to heart a darkness and dejection
But did you notice, let the view beguile
Where sun now lights the pines in vivid green
And winter-stripped to elegant profile
The leafless trees’ bare symmetry is seen
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The beech hedge brown and desiccated stands
Each leaf crisp dry from which all life has fled
In faded form the present aspect scanned
What chance that it may yet renew and spread
But did you notice, hid in twigs concealed
There, tiny buds await a sign to grow
Then full imbued with reborn life they’ll yield
A Spring apparel, bounteous life bestow
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The nation now divided in contention *
Each faction faces others they despise
With hatred they wish for their sole ascension
To bring on their adversary’s demise
But did you notice that we still have choice
Where freedom reigns, select our destination
In Liberty we yet may raise a voice
And speak unchained in self determination
* Choose your own ‘nation’
He woke and saw his beloved asleep with one breast partially exposed
And with his fantastic limp he works his way to the kitchen
He made coffee for her with croissant lathered with jam
Gently he pulled at the exposed women and gestures with the tray
Happily she wakes and with great affection reaches for him
Coffee is second and pastries with jam come close to him
But he is first and the love hits him like the wind
Gently it began and gale force now
He had to lash himself so he wouldn't be swept away
And it grew
She always lay in their position and there was no other
He would mold himself to her and tease her nipple
He came home weathered from the battle and with grief
Friends had been shot by snipers and the heat
He had seen a woman with a basket approach his friend
And she dropped the basket and pulled the belt
The explosion deafened him and his comrade's face is gone
Fragments hit him but he is running to his friend
But the friend lays silent
Gazing to the wetness on his leg he falls
He is deafened and wakes in terror and looks upon the leg
And finding himself in bed she tries to talk with him
But he claim's it's a bad dream and the basket falling
And later...............
The limp was his reminder of that day and he eats the croissant for his friend
Did you not notice I was slippin,
cause you didnt catch my fall.
Did you not notice I had fallin
cause you didnt help me up...
so I stayed there for awhile.
Did you not notice I was drowning,
cause you didnt offer me your hand....
so I sank to the bottom.
Did you not notice I was dying,
cause you didnt try to revive me.
Did you not notice I was Dead,
Cause you werent at my Funeral.
Did you not notice I was in Hell,
When i would haunt you with my soul caught on fire...
and you didnt put out the flames.
... And im just Wondering how did you not notice?
By.Jessica Bowie
You don't notice how I feel
You just think everything is real
But my pain can't heal
When you are just standing still
I am always hurt but you don't know
It is not like i want to show
If i told you, you will blow
So my emotions, you will never know
You don't notice how I cried
How i am so broken deep inside
You notice how I lied
But you don't notice why
You blamed me for everthing I do
You suffocated me for all I'd done for you
If this is what you are going to put me through
Then, I will just separate from you
There is a reason why I don't talk everyday
You are the one who made me this way
So today, i shall pray
That hoping your love won't be delay
You are not concerned of me
You just think you are always right
But when I know you are wrong
All you did was start a fight
You don't notice how i feel
You don't notice how I cried
You are immatured of what is real
And you just left me broken inside.
When you went to our favorite place,
and you sat in your usual chair.
When you lifted your stemmed glass,
did you notice I wasn't there?
Did you furtively check the door;
look for my face across the room?
Did you surreptitiously search the air
for a hint of my perfume?
Did you feel a sudden chill
of loneliness and, yes, regret?
Did you wish with troubled heart
that you and I had never met?
Did you think, with a sudden start,
those very words I might have said?
Did it occur, now you're thinking of me,
you thought of only yourself instead?
Did you notice my eyes brimmed with tears?
Did they happen to be in your glance?
Did you realize I wasn't a game to be played
Like you play your games of chance?
You won't find me now in any room;
nor will my perfume fill the air.
You're your's alone, as it always was.
Did you notice I wasn't there?
Time can fly with inspiration and fun
Releasing our soul to love with our gifts
I walked a mile, without notice to run
Thoughts, grains of sand, collect in sand dune drifts
The ocean curls and wraps hugs around me
Releasing our soul to love with our gifts
My words can reach farther than I can see
Shells echo everything back to be
The ocean curls and wraps hugs around me
Choice with our time, allows us to be free
To dive in the ocean with our free will
Shells echo everything back to me
Our faith and real purpose, no-one can kill
Freed by the wind that arrives anywhere
To dive in the ocean with our free will
Watching a sunset, I can only stare
Time can fly with inspiration and fun
To live simply, is only a small fare
I walked a mile without notice to run
Heidi Sands
10/30/19
When will you ever notice me?
I know you see me as one of the guys
But I’m someone who loves you
Yes, I love to do things you love to do
But something in me has changed
I don't want to just be your best bud
I want more, I love you so much
I’m just a girl who wants your heart, so
Please let me into your heart
8-19-17
Inspired by the” Please let me into your heart contest”
Over thinkers notice everything—
The tremor in a Tone—
The Shadow slipping off a Word
Before the Word is known—
They hear the Silence breathe between
The footfall and the Floor—
They read the Weather in a Glance
And know the Storm before—
They count the Seconds others spend
In careless, bright Release—
While holding Universes still
Inside the clasp of Peace—
To speak would break the fragile Thread
That binds what Must be known—
So Meaning wears a quieter Dress
And walks the Mind alone—
The Loud believe the Quiet blind—
Yet Sight is sharpest there—
For those who notice Everything
Have learned the cost of Air—
And choose, with lips like folded Wings,
To guard what Words would burn—
They carry Worlds—they alter none—
They See—yet never Turn—
Dear Poetry Soup Members,
My dear husband passed away peacefully in his sleep July 29th at home. We were together over forty years. My daughters are here to help and comfort me. My husband wanted no service but military honors. He served four years in the army in military intelligence (MI). Please forgive me if I am slow to respond to your wonderful sentiments and comments on my poetry. Love and blessings, Connie
Malicious, plotting squirrel,
sends its angry rain.
Oh, the liberties it takes,
with my precious fruit trees.
A pear slams into my head;
my temple, burning blue.
Rising lump of blue,
from vicious squirrel;
swelling on my head
from his violent pear-rain.
Standing beneath the pear tree,
I do a double-take.
Squirrel always takes;
gives nothing; leaving me so blue.
Into the top of my pear tree,
moved the squirrel;
flinging his pear-rain,
hard upon my head.
The growing lump, smarts on my head.
Whatever it takes,
I’ll end this horror rain;
I’ll make squirrel
so very, very blue.
I will dine on pears from my own trees!
They are my trees!
Stop hitting my head.
How dare you, squirrel!
You must not take
all and beat me black and blue,
with your violent pear-rain.
Your angry, rabid rain,
Of pears from my tree,
built a gigantic lump of blue,
upon my tender head.
I’ll do whatever it takes
to evict you, Mr. squirrel!
No more, pelting pear rain; beneath sky of blue.
You’ll leave my trees, whatever it takes!
No more glaring lumps, upon my head;
your notice, has been served, Mr. Squirrel.
Crystal tears fell from the sky,
over mountains and leaky valleys,
freeing echoes from another time and space...
through lacerated seams in Mother's wall;
funny how ancient wounds still bleeds.
Just the other day I caught sight of the shine,
finally looking through eyes that see,
but time is not ours to replay...
too many sins to repay
for casting stones at mother's house.
Provocative dreams fail me now,
replaced by a myriad of faces
with jaded eyes and
mindless stares,
holding their eviction papers.
Dimensions of height, width and length
The watery phases, of ice, liquid, vapor
Life possibly is less after three days without water
The Holy Trinity: Father, Son and Spirit
We are a spirit, soul and a body
The number, 3, indivisible
Triangles with pi are used in Trigonometry
Me, you and God, that is harmony
A father, a mother and children together;
That is 3 in a modern nuclear family
A three-stranded cord is not broken easily
Satellite GPS triangulation gives locations
You, a friend and another person make a trio
A tie breaking vote maybe the third (3)
A poem which only has in it 3-line stanzas is a tercet in poetry
Some three-pointed leaves make fine green tea
A three-sided pyramid does stand enduringly
A triangular prism shows light's hidden colors beautifully
Computing has 3 main components: computers, keyboards and mouse
The U.S.A. has 3 co-equal branches of government
Lithium alkali metallic has the atomic number 3
Tricycles are rolling around on 3 circular wheels
Tripods are standing firmly on legs of three
America's first dollar main colors were white, black and green
Important work matters get screwed
By thoughts at the office too lewd
So it seems normal
To have work less formal
Make casual Friday all nude
I have come forth via political poetry.
However, I am being ignored.
The Courts have violated my constitutional rights.
I am a United States of America native-born child who is now an adult.
This human rights violation is not worthy of us.
Social injustice scars.
The Judicial Branch knows that well.
Their intentions are to make their abuse of discretion and error in law stand.
I have went as far as the sky with no relief given.
I know many in LinkedIn.com, Facebook.com, Twitter.com, Tumblr.com, Google+.com, aboutme.com, WordPress.com, PoetrySoup.com, and Thunderclap.com has read my cause.
Why is there the lack of support from all?
Do you stand for what is right?
Do you work in a rightful mind?
Our Constitution governs.
Why are all violating my rights?
No stream from the media
No comments from United States of America citizens
No voice is I allowed?
This must be eradicated right now!
This is a fight against social injustice.
This is a fight for social justice.
Walk a Mile in Her Shoes …
This is support for abused women!
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Sponsor: Joe Flach
Contest Name: Walk a Mile in Her Shoes - Support for Abused Women
Entry Date: March 12, 2014
Motif: Empower