Best Order Of The Day Poems
So words become; the order of the day
and order of the day becomes
the soldiered meaning of all work and play,
the ever present, beating drums.
Then words become; the lure of the lie
and liars lure every son
with shadows of gold 'til they all but die,
to retire, to be, to be done.
And then, once again; the words become
the order of every day
to sleep, to awake, to be dead and done,
'til all words fly, ever away.
~TH~
True love lost direction
when bloomed my affection
for you, who magically weave word
decidedly smitten
by your comic verse written
my long-dead emotions were stirred
Chats online
yours and mine
the order of the day
word-sparring and witticism
rhyming and rhythm
intoxicating; who needs rosé?
By poetry joined
rich phrases we coined
muuuchly our lives intertwined
o'er miles merged our aura
with a burning urge for a
naked horizontal align
When in waltzed a skirt
you hit pay dirt
a writer within her own right
my utopia thwarted
firm resolve faltered
my love remains steadfast despite
Hoping and praying for peace, and peace of mind.
The earth disturbers are busy.
They will not leave well enough alone.
They do not work in harmony with nature.
Their idea of balancing out the
Eco system is to destroy it.
The earth disturbers are busy...
We who are trying hard to survive.
Will not rest until calm is restored to the planet.
They run amuck defiling and slaying every creature.
Every tree every lake, stream and river.
The earth disturbers are causing havoc
and smile at each successful misdeed.
Smiling at the ocean polluted.
Smiling at the elephant slayed;
Smiling at every tusk grabber,
at every dead whale, smiling at every abused child;
The earth disturbers are rejoicing.
For every human that falls prey to their wickedness.
The earth is bleeding.
People are dying for naught.
The whirlwind has been summoned.
Love has been abandoned for power and control.
By this depletion, pain is inflicted daily;
Vanity and, insanity is the order of the day.
Vainly misconstrued evil will be washed away.
With such a shaky foundation the destructive
arrogance of the earth disturbers,
is appearing everywhere.
Oh let's do something crazy
Let's go moonbathing at night
and we can knock on doorbells
and then have a rainball fight
Or let's go on a rampage
of destruction of all fear
We'll wreak some anti-havoc
spreading harmony and cheer
People need to drop their worries
go outside and play
a good old game of hide and seek
and we can lead the way
It's time for some tomfoolery
and high jinks to abound
Too many people lose themselves
in troubles so profound
So let's try something crazy
Oh I know what we can do
We'll skip some pebbles 'cross a pond
and climb a tree or two
We'll take your heavy burdens
and just toss them in the air
and then we'll dash through flowery fields
without a single care
Life is getting very short
it's time for boisterous fun
And many will not understand
until their time is done
Tomfoolery and high jinks
are the order of the day
We'll throw in some shenanigans
while laughing all the way
2/26/19
Only those you love can really hurt you;
For those you do not love can't reach your heart,
So when they say or do things that can cut you,
The pain can pierce your heart just like a dart.
Things like this aren't easily forgotten.
When remembered wounds seem fresh again,
Apologies sincere are like a bandage,
That helps to heal the wound, assuage the pain.
When we attack someone in heat of anger,
And say things that we really shouldn't say,
"I'm sorry", is the order of the day then,
So hard feelings that will staycan be allayed.
Even if you think that you've done nothing,
That you should feel ashamed or sorry for,
If in your righteousness you find you've hurt them,
A simple word can halt a closing door.
Why sit back and say,"Let them get o'er it.'
'I will not crawl to them on bended knee."
If you've hurt someone who loves you, you should forfeit,
The pride that keeps your stubborn cruelty.
Summer’s almost over - that convalescent state
where successive modes of pleasure
were the order of the day.
Now fall commands awakening -
drive simplicity away! The hounds
of hell are yelping that it’s time to banish play.
They cry “forget unscheduled hours
that owned no share of care - the virtual halls
are scheduled and we’ll soon see you there.”
No apotropaic magic can delay my slated fate -
to pixelated halls of learning I must soon acclimate.
The ABC’s of Morning
Awake on the dot of seven
Birds are chirping away
Coffee… as always, first order of the day,
Doggy kisses from Kea
Enjoying the peace and quiet
Fumble for my glasses to see
Garden shadows in early light
Harmony of leaves in the garden
Intricate patterns at play
Just as sunlight begins, a
Kinship of finch burst away.
Lavender dreams are fading
Mindful of duties to do
Overcoming an urge to be lazy, I
Pirouette to the bathroom to dress
Quietly, I exit the bedroom, a
Resting hubby not to disturb
Sit in the lounge with my ipad
Thankful for all of life’s gifts
Up to date with events, I
Venture to start my routine
Walking, now for health reasons, try to
Xerox this action each day
Yesterday, though, I missed it
Zealot, I’m not, you might say!
7/22/15
Crime is a real problem in Jamaica
Hundreds are dead, there's no solution to the problem
Even the police are giving up ...the police commissioner has resigned ...sir trust me, no one man can solve this problem...you did your best
In the meantime, we are still counting bodies
We hear the cries but ...no solutions
We only can call on God now
The problem started long before our time, when garrison politics was the order of the day
Few are educated
No real opportunities
The big man distributing guns in the inner city
Young men smoking weed on the corner
Pregnant teenagers
Women selling themselves for a few dollars
No father in the house and our men still believe they should have" gal in a bungle "
Where is the church in all of this? busy talking about the cover of a phone book and nothing on crime ...seriously
We can't win the war on crime until we win the war in the family, we need real role models, we need real men …yes MEN
The truth is until we start teaching our men to be responsible we will never win the war on crime
until it's at our front door before we get serious
When our women stop washing bloody clothing for their gun men son and mate
Yes, we all need to stop accepting bull **** before all this will end
Until then we will continue to count bodies, when will it end, when the society start taking responsibility
At any moment spring might arrive
Be prepared with a light jacket in hand
Can you feel the cold wind running away?
Dance with me as the meadows turn green
Enjoy the sounds of streams as they thaw
Feel the warmth of the sun on your face
Great days are about to begin
Happiness returns with the singing of the birds.
I love how the coming of spring makes me feel
Jumping up out of bed anxious to greet a new day
Kissing your eyelids to wake you up
Let's go for a walk
Maybe we will even see a glimpse of summer today!
Now is the very best time to greet the day
On days like this
People seem so much happier
Quietly taking in the moment
Rising just that little bit earlier
So that they can enjoy nature coming back to life
Trading winter clothing for optimistic shorts
Underestimating winter's resilience
Variable temperature seem the order of the day
Wise people keep warm clothing close at hand
X X X OOO, I see there is a better way to keep warm!
Yes this is the time of year for lovers
Zero degrees and the temperature is rising!
For Shadow's Abecedarian contest.
February 13, 2015.
Men worship women
Great culture that we are
Man to woman
Love for lust
Marry for money
Determined for sex
*********** before marriage
Sonography after marriage
Choice is a boy
Result - sex determination
Girl ends up as foetus
Boy ends up as a man
To find a day where
Men wont get women
Homos will rule
***** to sono to homo
The cycle might end here
Won't be seen at home ever
Women to be seen only in temples
Men will worship women indeed
Suresh M Iyer
Female infanticide is on the rise in Modern India, where sex is determined for
weeding out females and selecting males. Designer babes are the order of the day.
Let me drape upon you a written robe,
beautifully indexed on your tablet.
My! you look divine,
off we go to dine on literary flavours and liquid verse.
A five chapter meal we just published.
This evening with you was a stunning essay read like a swift summary.
Narrating your life’s novel,
I record and archive,
citing the volume of your smile,
punctuating the exclamation of your eyes.
May I undress you with my pen,
printing kisses on your pamphlet lips.
Nonfiction foreplay is the order of the day
with teasing stanzas and touching tomes.
Your skin the clear scroll,
we edit with rhetoric as I explore the fiction of your passage.
The lexicon of your moans, would a fine manuscript make.
This plot you will review then quote.
You descend from that last paragraph,
this memory shelved high in your canon.
My pen has woven for you a silk word blanket;
as you lay on my journal pillow;
wrapping you in the epigraph of my affection.
I know a country,
With three set of citizens,
The rich,
The well fed slaves,
And the hungry free people.
I know a country,
Where graduates are jobless with buried hopes,
In this country, so many lies told are believed to be the truth,
Religious intolerance and extremism causes discrimination,
And there is over dependence on crude oil than agriculture, education and youth empowerment.
I know a country,
Where corruption, favouritism, tribalism are never against the law.
In this country, the educated ones work for the illiterates.
The government spends money in fighting terrorism,
But can not really feed the poor masses they are protecting.
I know a country,
There, during the time of accountability,
The administrative office would be set ablaze,
The financial records would be erased,
Even mysterious animals do swallow millions of money,
And nobody will say anything.
I know a country,
Where the security agencies molest and kill her citizens more than diseases,
In this country, fundamental human rights are abused and neglected,
Election is never free and fair,
Underdevelopment and embezzlement of public fund is the order of the day.
This country might be my motherland!
But I'm not really sure.
MAKE THEM DAYS OF FEASTING AND GLADNESS - Book of Esther 9:22
Today we celebrate,
History comes alive.
Purim arrives this month,
All people shall thrive.
Feasting and gladness,
The order of the day.
History shouts the story,
We live to laugh and pray.
We are tired of kings and leaders,
Who promise all the world.
But become tyrants,
When the banner is unfurled.
The walled city has come down,
The trumpet sound was heard.
God led Joshua,
He followed God's Holy Word.
Why is it throughout the years,
Evil men rise to power.
"Destroy this race", they say,
It will be our finest hour.
Esther faced the king,
Revealed his horrid plan.
The monarch suffered humility,
From Pur the humble man.
We remember Adolf Hitler,
Joseph Stalin and such.
The same godless deeds,
Soon they were out of touch.
Celebrate the season,
Give gifts and love your friends.
These are God's Chosen People,
We support them to the end.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN
Hope Drunk
Kenneth Alexander
It’s harder, than ever, these days to see the bright side of life, what with reality the way it is.
Suffering imminent, never ending pain, reminiscent, expand a good plan some evil is collected.
All is well in love and war, child victims, seniors - sore no more, snuggled in bunks, hope drunks.
It used to be, expression is free, disappointment, now the price to throw the dice, and nothing left but breathe, from God, hope drunk.
For the best candidate a bullet bump, in secret, hope drunk.
Benefits, saved for a few, who knew, insistent, demanding positive thinking order of the day and those in a slump, hope drunk.
A golden watch, a fish dinner, a thank you for support, and with nothing more, shown the door. A life insurance policy, satisfied, died in a dump, hope drunk.
In reality the same way, celebrate defeat on the seat of dismay. The problem before was not the score, a punk, hope drunk
The World was in a turmoil,
the situation dire.
Corona Virus broke out in China
and spread the World like wildfire!
Covid-19, as it was called,
had the upper hand for sure!
Our country was faced with a virus
for which there was no cure!
Medical experts around the World
were working twenty-four hours a day
to come up with a medication
that would put this virus away!
We were at a virtual standstill
as we tried to get ahead
exercising self restraints
to slow down the covid-19 spread!
The president took forceful action
to try and turn the tide.
The pressure he was under
was tearing him up inside!
There’s never been a global crisis
with this kind of chaos before!
The number of countries affected
was approximately one-hundred-eighty-four!
It soon became a pandemic!
So reaction had to be quick!
Thousands of people were dying,
thousands more were getting sick!
Social distancing became essential
as well as washing hands and wearing masks!
Many courageous people risked their health
performing dangerous medical tasks!
Quarantine and lockdowns
became the order of the day!
However, for those that must go out,
stay at least six feet away!
The economy was at a standstill!
Socialization, a thing of the past.
Most businesses have closed their doors!
How long will this all last?
The situation is really dire
the likes of which, we’ve never seen!
Everyone is wondering,
what does all this mean?
To get our country back to normal,
politicians must unite
and with commitment and dedication
agree to do what’s right!
They all need to face the fact
politics is not the cure!
Name calling, hating, and blaming don’t help,
which goes without saying for sure!
It’s gonna take a concentrated effort
by each and every one.
Using common sense and logic
they need to do what must be done!
So let’s all hope and pray,
that they can get right to it.
Decide what action must be done
and then agree to do it!
That’s what it’s gonna take
which may be quite a chore!
Getting them all to cooperate
will be next to impossible for sure!
We’re hoping for a miracle
to get this all undone!
The country’s in such turmoil
back to normal, is priority number one!
So let’s all cross our fingers
and say a prayer and see
if we can get our country back
to the way it used to be!