Best Play By The Rules Poems
"Deep Duet"
When I write I feel my fingers tapping keys
In my mind they are stroking black notes and ivory
You are sitting with me
Place your warm hands on mine
“Metronome”, you whisper
Warm breath on my neck close behind
“But there are rules”, I say
I lean back into you
Time to move in tempo
We are deep duet
He colours my world
Intermezzo
Keys
Love Notes
Sharp
Accidentals
White and Black
(Lovejoy-Burton/April 2018)
"Love is like playing the piano, first you must learn to play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart".
"An accidental, in music theory, is a musical notation that is used to raise or lower the pitch of a note. There are a handful of accidentals - sharps, flats, naturals, double sharps, and double flats. In piano, when an accidental precedes a note, it tells the pianist to play a different note from the original."
Lyrics/Let Me Love You - Peter Murphy
https://genius.com/Peter-murphy-let-me-love-you-lyrics
No tickee, no washee
You pay as you go
There are no free rides
As everyone knows
Yet some people try
Their gol' darn best
To beat the system
Get ahead of the rest
Like everyone else
They must play by the rules
Do they think we're all
Just a bunch of old fools?
To take advantage
Of us trusting souls
That way of thinking
Is all full of holes
Writing us off
Would be quite premature
We've still got the smarts
And that is for sure
We may appear stodgy
And slow to react
But years of experience
Has taught us the knack
Of dealing with shysters
And disreputable felons
These guys are operating
With screwed up melons
They'll get their comeuppance
One day down the road
When they meet their maker
And have to unload
And explain why they acted
So poorly down here
They won't have excuses
For not playing fair
Banished to purgatory
And left there forever
To never experience
Heaven's glorious weather
No tickee, no washie
A familiar old refrain
From the beginning of time
The rules are the same
Treat fellow beings
With love and respect
You'll get back in spades
The admiration you expect
© Jack Ellison 2013
Show down.
Eye to eye,
Tears sweat from it's cheek.
Little bit of a shake in the bodily wise.
"You can't do this to me! Speak in that tone of voice!"
"Look around. They'll think you're insane!"
"Get back in line!"
Cirlcing my lens sight about,
Seeing the expression of anguish hysteria in the norm,
The air is now poisoned with agony emotions.
Who can escape?
High noon like never seen before.
"Don't come any closer!"
"Do you know who I am? 21 St. Century."
"You live in me."
"Play by the rules, be quiet, and take it like a man!"
Smiling infinity within me.
"No! Do not walk away like that!"
"You need me!"
Turn with final words of free,
"Who needs who?"
"Time. A lonely place without man. Better thank the One who keeps you in His
Hands."
"As for me. Better things to do. Live on Earth in her humbleness."
"By the way, shut off the light before you leave. Too late! The roundabout living are
your witnesses that it was done long ago."
(Thank you Jill Martin for your comments on "Blank Screen". Your comments
fired me up to write this one.)
Our days are broken
The nights drag on
How many have paid the price
For your self serving song
You will not scare me
I have nothing to lose
Moving ahead
We will play by the rules
I have learned from a master
How to maneuver his charm
Accountability will reign and decide the cost of harm
I did not want this
I loved you dear
You became greedy without any fear
And now
Our days are broken
And
The nights drag on......................
The Choice is Ours
And so here we are on the brink of d-day
This week we will know how our future will sway
The duffer, the bluffer, the candidates with the muffler
Which one of these candidates will we have to suffer
If you voted for friendship go jump in the sea
If you voted for abstract plans you're dumber than they
If you voted for empty promises then that should be fine
Because sooner or later the they will resign
Democracy demands we give them a chance
But this time I think we should join in the dance
Coz whoever they are, the students at the helm
The Gambia College still belongs to us, not only to them
We gave them their seats, the nineteenth you know
We voted them to power between me and you
But whether they prove to be wise candidates or fools
This college is ours so let's play by the rules
Let's not break the law, can we please stand in line
Let's not pull those strings to avoid paying IEC fine
Let's finally get that a red light means stop
Let's not stoop to bribing the poor students cop
Let's be part of the reason our Gambia College is great
Let's be good students before it's too late
Let's serve our great College without hesitation
Let's all work together to build a strong unification
Enough of the trolling, the barbs and the fights
Now let's stick together, stand up for our rights
They might have the seats, the nineteenth we still know
But the College belongs to me and to you
And we're a thousand students, a thousand and plus
At the end of the day, the choice is ours
Until then, make no mistakes
Women Who LOVE Football
Live with PASSION
Are not afraid to FIGHT
Aren’t afraid to get DIRTY
Know how to put their GAME FACE on
Are always ready to EXECUTE their OPTIONS
WILL NEVER GIVE UP
Have a sense of PURPOSE
Are STRONGER than they think
PLAY by the RULES
Have ATTITUDE
Will lose with DIGNITY
And will always WIN with STYLE.
(November 28, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
Black Boy
By Valerie Odom
December 1, 2016
Black boy has it all,
but black boy is afraid he’ll fall
Black boy ain’t no sissy,
black boy has to be a man
Ain’t his fault his dad left him
Black boy can’t love his wife
‘cause he a mama's boy
Black boy can’t play with dolls,
he gotta play with masculine toys
It’s a lot he feels within,
black boy tries to wipe off his brown skin
He thinks he’s too dirty,
he can’t get clean
Sits in the bathtub all night,
cries himself to sleep
But what he doesn’t know is that he is a king,
black boys brown beautiful skin is a cherished thing
Black boy gotta play by the rules,
If he don’t then y'all gone see him on the news
Black boy can’t play with no cops,
can’t eat no skittles, can’t play hop scotch
Can’t walk down the road,
can’t get a degree
Can’t be woke and can’t be free
Crying, dying and feeling depressed,
black boy is also feeling oppressed
Maybe one day black boy will have it all,
maybe one day black boy can finally stand tall.
She lets down hair of silken gold,
It falls below her hips,
Then she turns around to face me,
With a smile on painted lips.
Her breasts are round and fulsome,
And her thighs are smooth and sleek,
She gives what she has to offer,
But it's not the thing I seek.
For I take her without passion,
I can't even remember her name,
But I'll whisper to her that I love her,
Just to play by the rules of the game.
Now her laugh's just a little bit hollow,
And her smile's just a little bit sad,
For we've cheated ourselves and each other
Of the love that we both might have had.
For tomorrow she'll lie with another,
And probably, so will I,
But I will remember my no-name girl
And somewhere, inside, I will cry.
I don’t believe in being politically correct
It’s like having a ***** that can’t get erect
I don’t believe in sugar-coded lies
Its poison brewing deep inside.
We are raising mindless fools
Those who are afraid to not play by the rules
We are breeding parasites
With a void of ambition and a lack of might.
When will we start to think again?
And not be cowards that break instant of bend
When will we challenge all that we see?
Isn’t that what keeps all men free?
Times are getting harder to fight
Many are claiming what isn’t right
Everyone’s afraid of offending someone
Accept the Holy Spirit, God the father and Son
Subliminal signs are no longer in hiding
It’s clear which sides are siding
Empathy is no longer a treasure
Peoples love can now be measured.
Hearts growing colder by the day
Everyone seems to be losing the way.
Hardships make you bitter or better
No one wants to stay together.
Marriages are failing with no fight to save
Society has made us all once again slaves.
Everyone’s labeled a hater if they don’t agree
I agree that we all need to get on our knees
And repent for the insanity
The consistent vanity
Cry out for a change of heart
We need to be injected with Gods healing darts
Don’t grow cold and dead
Listen to What I Just Said!
Don’t grow weary and weak
And become afraid to speak
Don’t buy into this lie
That we were made to just get by.
Don’t drink from waters that can’t heal
Waters that drown and steal
Don’t live your life as a mistake
While getting polluted and becoming a fake
Feel again,
Breathe again,
Love again,
For in the end,
It’s all about time well spent.
By: Sabina Nicole
Feeling kinda sentimental today
Reflecting on years gone by
The ups and downs, the good and bad
The lows and so many highs
That's what makes life so interesting
Imagine if it was always clear sailing
Nothing to discuss with the ones we love
To help us when all else is failing
These ups and downs are all part of life
To remind us we're all human beings
To keep us on the straight and narrow
And keep us honest and feeling
No one's immune to life's uncertainties
Everyone must play by the rules
Try as we might to find a shortcut
We wind up looking like fools
The bottom line is keep plugging away
Do the best that you know how
It's not a matter of winning or losing
Just never throw in the towel
© Jack Ellison 2013
He doesn't play by the rules. He does his own thing.
He's a brilliant genius medical diagnostician.
When other doctors can't figure out what is wrong with you
your case then gets referred to this medical guru.
He doesn't care about his patients. His bedside manner is crude.
He cares most about solving the puzzle than he does of you,
but when it looks as if your life is about to end very rapidly
because no doctor can unravel your medical mystery,
the doctor you'll want on your case will most certainly be
the obsessive pill popping Vicodin junkie
otherwise known as the ornery Gregory House MD.
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I logged this in the "film" category
because there isn't any category for "TV."
A violent compulsion, yet virtual strangers,
impacts like these stand rare and endangered
Built up to fall, forced to recover,
I'm made up of clues for you to discover
And I know I can help, if only you let me
rewrite this love, be all that we should be
Forever frightened and armed for combat
I'm sorry
I never intended to teach you that
I need you to learn we'll never be normal
You play by the rules, I'm perfectly feral
and the chances we take, they set us apart,
we followed each other's ravaged black hearts.
I'm aware loving you is walking through fire
but the paths on our maps, they spoke and conspired
to lace and entwine, unite us as one
so no matter how often you try to run,
wherever you end up, there's clear certainty
you'll find yourself right back here with me.
I didn't choose this life, the life choose me
Bitter, sad, and alone, nightly I sleep
Slim are the pickings, which makes my thoughts run deep
I didn't choose this life, the life choose me
Sometimes I wonder why, it must be so cruel
Why so harsh to me, I play by the rules
I didn't choose this life, the life choose me
The sun hits my face, it brings a new day
I awake to nothing, there never anything to say
No one to curl under, no one to kick
Not even somebody to say, baby I'm sick
To me I feel deserving but that my not be so
Lots have changed, I'm still lone, one two three years in a row
But I live with it everyday. It haunts me, even in my sleep.
I didn't choose this life, the life chose ME!
It’s a masquerade-a fancy ball
Take a chance, wear a mask
A disguise is the life
Never let the truth slip out.
Play by the rules, don’t take a chance,
Don’t wait around, don’t leave a trail.
A new life, a new style…
live a lie, don’t be shy.
Outside is different, inside is same
A new name, a new face.
Keep quiet, don’t speak up
Listen-that’s enough.
Every day different, everyday same;
Always pretending that nothing has changed.
Hiding behind names, hiding behind faces-
Opening up to a new beginning.
From the crypto crash and the FTX collapse,
We see the fragility of this digital cash.
The arrest of Sam Bankman-Fried,
Makes us question the future, what does it all mean?
Fourteen years since the Satoshi white paper,
Has crypto lived up to its initial promise?
Or has it become just like the banks we scorn,
Unregulated and prone to financial loss?
Many tout the virtues of decentralization,
But with no checks and balances, there's cause for hesitation.
Governments want regulations, that much is clear,
To protect their citizens, to keep the markets fair.
So as we ponder the future of crypto,
We must consider the risks and the pros.
The allure of freedom may be tempting and sweet,
But without proper oversight, it's a risky seat.
The end may not be here just yet,
But the crypto world must learn to play by the rules, you bet.
Only then can we truly see,
The promise of crypto, the future to be.