Best Patronized Poems
I tiptoed through the tulips
And leapt over the lavender bed
I covered the ground in red rose petals
And laid out a picnic spread
I winked at the Black Eyed Susans
And flirted with the buttercups
I sipped my glass of dandelion wine
As my eyes drank all the beauty up
I patronized the pansies
And was mesmerized by marigolds
I assembled all the azaleas
Into my memory portfolio
I borrowed from the begonia
Her bouquet of wondrous smells
And listened for the tinkling
Of little silverbells
I was dazzled by the daffodils
Enjoying every one of them
And couldn’t take my eyes off
Of the blooming geranium
I snapped pictures of petunias
And was patient with the impatiens
I love the lily of the valley
Not to would be a sin
The garden is my canvas
Springtime her coming out
My favorite time of year
Of that there is no doubt
written and posted on 4/5/2012
Categories:
patronized, nature, daffodils,
Form:
Rhyme
Since time’s distant dawn
Men have told lies
Calling it truth
The facts, patronized.
But truth doth not jest
It is what it is
It’s the brim on a hat,
It’s a bride’s wedding dress.
Revered in our lives
Honest men we respect
For uttering truths
We’ve all come to expect.
Yet lies now made vogue
Scatter truth like the birds
And no handshake will do
To shore up men’s words.
So do well to respect
The integrity of sleuth
Pinpointing all lies
Shining light on untruth.
Just recall the pure facts
As they actually occurred
Lies have no one's back
And in the end
Only truth is remembered.
© Michael Wegman, 2014
Categories:
patronized, assonance, inspiration, men, metaphor,
Form:
Rhyme
through generations---
clan patronized eldest son
till women claimed rights
Patriarchy Contest
8 July 2015
Categories:
patronized, freedom, gender,
Form:
Senryu
"The Value of Reading"
messages impressed
upon the secret keepers.
when is late too late?
to divulge the truth?
"I know this is a shock"
arrives far too late
when it is anticipated
by the writer pundit
keeping tabs
on runnaway horses
trained at the gate
tokens laid for bets.
what then sister?
if all should go awry?
the next caller phones
and relays, it is you,
so-and-so, who has
passed away today,
chemo didn’t save
the day.
"I know this is a shock,"
the other says,
"Love you, call me
when you want,"
breezily relayed
"here if you need,
call me
when you want";
but you, so-and-so
are already gone.
cruel deception
closed doors
on all that was
once close,
always true, forever
standing ground,
turned away.
betrayal keeps close
its cruel deceits
for untrue stories
buried deep.
cruel keeper of secrets
what cloistered
confessional opens
its sorry doors?
to understand
you, the you
who utterly
shamed and ignored.
LOVE
delivers
the
the truth
without delay.
Christmases,
Easters,
graduations,
birthdays,
two lives,
adequately
destroyed
r.i.p.
today.
cloudy
messages
adroitly
employed:
LOVE
came,
it considered all,
not once did it turn
away.
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
"I will not adopt that ungenerous and impolitic custom so common with novel-writers, of degrading by their contemptuous censure the very performances, to the number of which they are themselves adding—joining with their greatest enemies in bestowing the harshest epithets on such works, and scarcely ever permitting them to be read by their own heroine, who, if she accidentally take up a novel, is sure to turn over its insipid pages with disgust. Alas! If the heroine of one novel be not patronized by the heroine of another, from whom can she expect protection and regard? I cannot approve of it."
betrayal, lies, deceit, trust, books, death, loss, mirror, silence, sister, love
Categories:
patronized, betrayal, books, death, loss,
Form:
Narrative
Ayo, Once upon a time...
Their was a young brave renegade
That would love someone solely than detonate
Than pick up the pieces and try to renovate
Just so he can runaway, and escape just to celebrate
He'd instigate and penetrate in almost anyway
He had no friends, cause they'd die, and souls would levitate
Always showed more love than hate, because he was his own medicaid
Only musically meditated, not truly educated but solely dedicated
To leave this world devastated, and "awe" within his presence
Cause I'll verbally murder peasants and it's not so pleasant
When this is their death sentence, Leaving them jealous
When they go to hell, and I'm attending the heavens
But the thoughts of you snap me right back
To the love and adolescence trapped behind a time gap
It's like I took a nap to relax and pass these lonely facts
But I got passed it, and regained my own passion
Passing by my own patronized actions
Probably now just pacifying and laughing trying to imagine
Why I was so maddened, I'm like a wolf blowing down pigs cabins
I'm the captain shooting lyrical cannons trying to capture the captive
The caption to the story is "Aladdin's reconnection with his Jasmine"
But it's forever lost, cause life it's not magic
It's just a tragic damaged planet filled with only havoc
Happiness is riddled upon his own sadness
Please move on to section 2!
Categories:
patronized, character, happiness, heartbreak, rap,
Form:
Narrative
Take your filthy strands
of reasoning, shedding
off-white from my hair.
I claim this fistful of universe
as my own. Let my mind expand
and dance, unfettered in the fall
-in glory-
Let the rain cleanse my faith again
as I sing to a god
I know but have never understood.
Let me brush quick-healing
scars through the sky with my wrinkly fingers
and leave barely-there imprints from where
the balls of my feet embraced earth.
This is me.
I will not be patronized.
I will not be underestimated.
I will not be clapped shut.
And I will not make my life a mockery.
I will stand on my own
until I find the place that makes sense
to me.
Categories:
patronized, angst
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
This poem is not meant to be a speech nor is it written to offend or give anyone blame.
It just a mere observation of how today leaders choose to bring civilasation back into the slave trade.
What a confusion of misconception when one term is mistaken in conversation.
Horrors of slavery now waterdowned for modernization.
Underpaid abuse workers identified as no different from mass excavation from African nations.
How can slavery still exist when slaves broke the law back then.
And now modern slaves can use the law to protect them
Still we debate how to eradicate slavery.
Without the admittance of our desrire for more for less
Still we debate, but not on how propaganda can work for our interest.
How can shackles and chains, branded and slained
Be compared to smuggle and threatened, low pay and mistreated.
Imagine generations of babies born into slavery with no prospect of ever knowing anything different
Imagine seeking refuge, better life but being tricked into cheap labour.
Absolute sub human bondage that we wont tolerate for our wildest of wildlife
Force to work long hours with minimum pay so stakeholders can get their share.
Cotton picker slaves, plantation slaves, breeding slaves, game slaves under institutions designed to seek maximum gained whilst inflicting maximum pain.
Started out seeking refuge and a better life but conned into taking a different path of trouble and strife.
Sold to the highest bidder in auction houses, record kept for compensation and ownership.
Smuggle underground,whilst living next door in total hardship.
Nowadays, topic,how to end modern day slavery.
Back then was how to universaly enforce it.
Nowadays slavery,redemption and even compensation.
Back then not even criminalization only normalisation.
Slavery means seveitude multiply by desititute then magnify it by four hundred years equals privileges with blood stain riches.
Exploitations means, starting with gratitude trick into solitude minus Non Gratis equals affordability without resposibility.
Please stop trying to rewrite history with mystery
Inorder to patronized your higher devious morality.
Categories:
patronized, abuse, africa, betrayal, black
Form:
Free verse
My favourite bard
I will not disguise.” Velvet
bums he patronized.”
© Harry J Horsman 1993
Categories:
patronized, funny,
Form:
Haiku
Adolescent apparitions aquiring apathy.
Beaten bloody, broken, battered belligerently.
Crystal clear causes craving compassion consistantly.
Domimating demons drive desire diligently.
Even emitting echos escape everyones empathy.
Forgeting fatalities frantically follow fiends.
Generally generating graditude gracegully.
Halos hover hypcritical heads hypothetically.
Insolence, ignorance, imbecilic inconsistanties.
Judging juvenal jailbait joyusly, jokingly.
Killing kidness, kidnapping kidlike kings.
Losing leverage, life losing legability.
Man made mongrels, making me more menacingly.
Neurologic nights not needed normally.
Opposing open optimistic opportunities.
Picture perfect prizes, patronized pathetically
Queens quit quickly, quiting quite quietly.
Raging riots, rights read repeatedly
Strategically striking systematic serenity.
Tactical tarrifs terminated typically, thoroughly
Unread universes underestimated universally
Versatile villgers vacated vicously
World wide warfare, wrathful, who's winning?
X-negotiating
Zapping zillions zelously.
Categories:
patronized, life
Form:
Acrostic
Daily, Diana coils herself
In a dirty corner on top
The ever patronized Mararaba
Pedestrian bridge
Cold mingling in her ribs
Like a poisonous snake, she
Hissed and turned thru and fro.
Hunger, offending strongly, her stomach
The Sound of her crack voice,
Her very cherished choice,
Refraining from exuding properly,
Though she yearns for the passersby to come to her aid.
So, her bony fingers,
She straightened in the air,
Calling for food or water,
Pedestrians roaming, every man to his own
Even they can see she’s like dying,
Packed aside like cabbage garbage,
By life’s fateful decision.
Hungry Diana, lonely and bony
Some time, some take note of her
Duty post and dash her a penny or two.
Most at time majority disdain and discard her,
Some stigmatize her,
Some defraud and rob her
Others even rape her.
Oh! Stark and dark world,
Adding the pains to the wounds of her life.
Hungry Diana, give me a clue,
Why shouldering the plights of this Earth?
Were you a delinquent?
You are not alone Oh!
Lonely Diana for my prayers are chiefly with you.
Onyilo Charlesmelody
Lightning Ink
Categories:
patronized, abuse, adventure, anger, anxiety,
Form:
Ballad
PRETTY KITTY
They named her Princess
Coal black with long silken fur
She had this proud air
They had to laugh thought it cute
Not Caesar their bulldog brute
Caesar was not cute
had a face like a washboard
Always kept his place
But Princess had a free reign
And this caused Caesar great pain!
She ate at table
Was let out to freely roam
Welcomed on a lap
Not so Caesar not so cool
He was too big and he drooled
He was patronized
Princess her nose in the air
Scratched the furniture
Had a perfumed litter box
Once peed on the master’s sox
All this Caesar saw
Oh it rankled in his craw
That snip of a cat!
Bring her down to Earth he vowed
Dump her from her fleecy cloud
And then one fine day
As the Princess sleeping lay
Head on velvet paws
Caesar as was his habit
Lifted leg let her have it!
Dave Austin
Categories:
patronized, animals, , cute,
Form:
Tanka
Visual chaos runs havoc in a weeping world,
echoes of screaming pain in my bleeding words.
The ocean is made from nothing but tears,
a reflection of the fears we hold and self worth.
The stars are slowly fading away into darkness,
love is dying as everybody is becoming heartless.
It seems evil is free to roam in every path,
could we imagine exactly what the stars felt?
We live our lives on hope; an article now lost,
everything we ever once had is now gone.
Faith and belief are becoming nothing but myths,
and dead are now the dreams we had of bliss.
My pen is hurting at the tip leaking drops of blood ink,
silent screams I can hear synonymous to what i think.
Truth has become what we feared as nightmares,
and yet unaware we remain of what the shadow brings.
I'm lyrically paralyzed when they physically analyze,
Individually agonized as my syllables detect paradise.
We sit back as we watch the world being visibly vandalized,
And how the seekers of truth are ridiculously patronized.
The winds whisper the secrets of life we never found,
The sins linger with the sight of hell and it's sound.
We have lost this war against the creeping shadows,
and are consumed by our thoughts and our doubts.
Categories:
patronized, life,
Form:
Acrostic
Picture Perfect
She exuded a vindictive pride -
not frightened – not fortunate.
She would bathe in the amazing ritual -
opening night. All eyes, all attention,
focused on her. She would arise – victorious.
Critics reviews a sweet prelude to a vision.
Her presence would beguile millions.
The awakening was awful.
The vicious betrayal of a dimming corridor,
finding herself alone in a darkened corner.
Life’s gruesome, oval moon,
depressions grim monolith,
patronized by the annoyingly delightful,
opaque interpretations
of jaundiced museum goers.
7/13/2016
Make a Poem #2
sponsor – Shadow Hamilton
21 words to be used in poem
awful, amazing, annoying
grim, gruesome, delightful
frightened, fortunate, finding
monolith, moon, museum
oval, opaque, opening
patronize, pride, prelude
vicious, vindictive, victorious
Categories:
patronized, art, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Uncommon Man
hard hat
lunch bucket
high steel walker
at home where eagles soar.
mole, in pits and holes
deep, dark cracking stone
labyrinth’s glitter.
salt stained, rocking seas
tread her whims
for silver glint glimmer.
nine to five, three shift
two shift
blue denim Atlas
balances the World.
vilified, patronized
then dehumanized
into work units
commerce engine
used up, spat out
but they abide.
Categories:
patronized, celebration, courage,
Form:
Free verse
All his life he's been ridiculed and patronized....but
he'll take any moment to show you true love inside,
no he doesn't need reciprocation because he is used to no participation...
He of love, all the caring souls adore him but it's just not enough,
He of love, lonely and left out in the rain, all the darkness and pain..this is something that cannot be over came....
An endless array, still he of love awakens to walk amongst all the careless each day...
Categories:
patronized, depression, love,
Form:
Lyric