Best Practical Poems
Scholars who took part in the last conference
On logical judgments and system of reference,
Following the instrumental rationality, consumerism,
Cultural industry under economical anew fetishism,
Rested hanged on the sky of their great expectations.
But, all their sophisticated speech hid big temptations:
Some discovered America in loveliness and loneliness,
In a touching balance between skepticism and happiness;
Peoples from the postmodernism`s cage of our season,
Even monks of cold religion between borders of reason,
Who climbed the heights to bet on their life, men can't
Follow transcendence, by reading duty as love in Kant;
The only song has been burned in those joyful hearts
Of light, when with broken wings, they won grey clouds;
On Anakena, the "leap month" of ancient hot summers,
They counted in large numbers of wonders, of dreamers.
Politicians dreamt the United Europe…under the Asian flags;
And wind of revolutions brought new dreams at their legs;
Kant type of education was singing self`s song as best attempt;
But as valiant love loves duelist from conquest's not exempt,
The verse has long claws and good determination to stay:
It is desperately hung just at the other side of the grey.
Like addressing to Moai –the statue with long ears
I`m not sure, that from this little distance, he hairs.
The winning contestant of the Tangata-manu egg hunt
Well, first he's in the background, then, he's in the front,
To check if on the world`s egg is written: “Hope”
Or if suddenly, it will roll down from the slope.
If “Eye for eye and tooth for tooth”, the love is knife
That cuts the residual truth and experience of life.
Try to save wild ontology with means at hand:
Is the transcendental way a no man's land?
Bring knowledge and the exchange relation of truth
To shake the wicked bitter sides in wondering youth,
But timelessness of truth, is always wandering youth,
In metaphysics as 'battle-ground' if words had not been sooth
Read Pure Reason as a 'court of law' for good tomorrow
Else, each verse in my stanza is but “Guilt and Sorrow”.
If you don`t read the pair verse from William Wordsworth
For:”Clear and open soul, so prized in fearless youth…”
Categories:
practical, adventure, books, devotion, education,
Form:
Rhyme
I long to drive an impractical car
a convertible
with seats for two
and wear impractical clothes
Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”
I want to live in an impractical house
downtown
three stories high
with white carpets,
and closets I can lock
with a key.
But I'll drive my practical van
with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats
I'll buy that split level in suburbia
with carpeting the color of body fluids
and chocolate milk
Because the soft sweet cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
and the antagonism of a teen
are worth far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.
Categories:
practical, children, conflict, love, mother
Form:
Verse
I want to drive an impractical car
a convertible
with seats for two
and I'd treasure some impractical clothes
Chanel suits that say
“Dry Clean Only”
I long to live in an impractical house
downtown, three stories high
with white carpets
I covet a phone that rings only for me
a password the kids don't know
and shoes only I can wear
but I'll drive my practical van
with seats for seven
and wear denim and sweats
I'll buy that split level in suburbia
with carpeting the color of body fluids
and chocolate milk
Because the pillowy cheeks of a newborn,
the smile of a gleeful toddler, and
the straight arrow logic of a preschooler
are worth their weight far more to me.
True, it's a cliché, but only
truth breeds cliché. And my love
is true.
Categories:
practical, appreciation, children, love, self,
Form:
Verse
Do not stretch out your hand for everything you see
For evil is the eye that makes your tongue seek
A delicious, diverse platter better left untouched
To allow you peaceful slumber and a tummy unclutched.
Let not your tongue hang out for the tasty display
And have you elbowing diners out of the way
For a little bit of honey is enough to nourish the soul
Than have you sleepless and vomiting the consumed bowl.
Look at all that food, says the glutton to himself
As he serves the variety on the large dish spread
Doesn’t the glutton know that wakefulness over food
Would do him greater harm than the food consumed?
For nobody is fond of the greedy man’s eye
Nor do they long for the tongue that cries
For the platter of delicacies laid for a king
Unless he is mindful, women will take wings.
Categories:
practical, character, culture, education, food,
Form:
Rhyme
Meetings, the Practical Alternative to Work
By Elton Camp
Do you want others responsibility to share
Then workers into a meeting you ensnare
What might have brought you derision
Then becomes a business group decision
Stand at the front as the meeting you start
Point with a stick as you show a flip chart
To feel important, the way that is best
Is to talk way down deep in your chest
“In my judgment” is what you must say
Not, “Well, I think it ought to be this way.”
The meeting game you should surely play
It always helps to get you through the day
You can eat donuts on the company’s dime
All while you manage to kill lots of time
Categories:
practical, business,
Form:
Rhyme
You Are Here red dot on map
Where is the laughter?
twenty! dots ? - For Dr.Ram Mehta's contest Quinzaine
Categories:
practical, funny
Form:
Haiku
What in heaven's name would we ever do, oft' I wonder,
If not for the humble pencil eraser to correct our every blunder!
Plaudits to Mr. Hyman Lipman for his inventive intellect,
For patenting this mundane gizmo for our errors to correct!
A pencil eraser is also useful for musing bards to chew on,
While striving to concoct verse when their cleverness is nearly gone!
I've even observed folks surreptitiously cleaning both of their ears
With a pencil eraser that would cause alarm to an otic doc and his peers!
A weekend golfer's pencil is sans an eraser and for good reason I suppose,
Otherwise, with certain "adjustments" to their scores they would all be pros!
In this enlightened and technological age, correcting mistakes is much neater.
No eraser needed - just click a button on the computer called a "deleter!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Honorable Mention in the "Rub It Out" Contest - June 2010
Categories:
practical, funny
Form:
Rhyme
Does everything really exist?
Forgive me I tend to philosophise when I’m pissed
Scientist’s say that energy wants to exist
Like the warmth that you feel when you are kissed?
But they say that energy has to exist in large quantities
Does it mean we should touch not just our fingers but our bodies?
And elementary particles are dependent on others
Mingling the particles by making love quenches the hungers
Now I understand the basic theory of how things exist
Hick! This bottle of JD’s making me feel more and more pissed.
I GOT IT NOW!!!
For all the men that have been unfaithful
This excuse remember it well because it will be useful
One’s wife exists when you see her and hear her nags
To her friends, she ridicules you which sound like she brags
Here’s the science bit.
If you have an argument with your wife, go for a drive
And if you apply this theory correctly you will feel alive.
Because you are alone and therefore, she does not exist
And you have become a bachelor so you should be feeling bliss
Have a few drinks and play around with some women
When you leave them they won’t exist and stop being a lemon
But there is a warning, a warning of war
Never have another nonexistent woman in your house begging for more
For a nonexistent wife has a tendency to walk through the door
And believe me it’s not good trying to drink a bottle of JD to numb pain
When you get stabbed in the back by a nonexistent wife that’s insane….
Categories:
practical, funny, philosophyme, wife, me,
Form:
Rhyme
It is so natural but is it really practical
My first conscious thoughts are of you
So appealing you are, your essence moves through me
Soothing me, grooving me, vertically -- on an emotional high
Disguised are my true feelings
Carefully eluding your beautiful yet perceptive eye
Why…To hide, to conceal and to protect my internal cries.
Each cleansing tear, washes away personal doubts and emotional fears
Inoculating me with strength and courage to surrender unconditionally
To the possibilities of happiness, trust, honor and loyalty
Understand these are not just fraudulent idle words
My soul compels me to acknowledge and reveal my most inner sanctum
Of emotions – unveiling all of my private thoughts and revelations
Accelerating your knowledge of my depth, my sincerity and my growing
Passions to embrace your passionate soul, eternal beauty, strength and love
My will is to unconditionally surrender my heart and mortality
Mortal limbo I dwell without you – a mere ghost in emotional reality
Realistically, you make me whole
Filling that emotional void and spiritual hole
Practically, I am drowning in your affectionate spirit
Naturally, you are part of my crucial structure – my missing rib!
Categories:
practical, loveme, me, strength,
Form:
Free verse
your painted on imperfections keep your porcelain pleasant
for never was there love without some flaws and issues present
your shining flawlessness hurts the eyes of those who look upon you
so practical imperfections are painted on those they don't belong to
Categories:
practical, beauty, confidence, corruption, culture,
Form:
Quatrain
The Practical Joker
By Elton Camp
Joe, by a paving contractor, was employed
Practical jokes were what he most enjoyed
When an extra pair of boots he spied
Another of his inane tricks he tried
With paving he covered the tops well
And then with panic Joe began to yell
“Somebody help!” is what he cried
“It looks like a workman has died!”
“His poor body I have just located.
With paving he’s been suffocated!”
The foreman ran from the construction shack
At the horrible sight he was taken aback
He suddenly said, “I don’t feel very well.”
Clutching his chest, to his knees he fell
This was the last practical joke Joe tried
Due to his stupidity, the foreman died
Proverbs 26: 18, 19 – “As a mad man who casteth firebrands, arrows and death,
So is the man that deceiveth his neighbour, and saith, Am not I in sport?”
Categories:
practical, angst,
Form:
Rhyme
PRACTICAL LOVE
He caresses her tress
She presses her dress
He guesses her stress
She addresses his lustiness
Categories:
practical,
Form:
Light Verse
Writing limericks was Jack's strongest suit
He won all the contests, worth zero loot
He struck out with the gals
Couldn't even make pals
So Jack got practical ~ took up the flute
Categories:
practical, humor, poetry, poverty,
Form:
Limerick
Just because the plane has landed
And the pilot has turned off the fasten seat belt sign
Does not mean you should hurry to get out of your seat,
It will be five minutes before they open the hatch
And an additional ten minutes before all people in front of you
Clear out of the way,
So sit back, enjoy being safe and sound on the ground.
Just because you're late for something
Doesn’t mean you have to speed and rush,
Putting yourself in frivolous danger.
It would be foolish, not to mention pointless,
To accidentally kill yourself because you’re late for work.
Just because others are cutting ahead along the shoulder,
Causing traffic to back up much further,
Doesn’t mean you have to contribute to the jam.
Just because you’re at restaurant
That’s serving an all you can eat special
Doesn’t mean you have to stuff your face
Until you think you’re going to throw up.
If you’re full now,
Your stomach was full fifteen minutes ago.
Just because you have a tongue
Doesn’t mean you should talk.
How many cliches talk about silence
“Silence is golden,”
“Talk is cheap,”
“The angry man opens his mouth and closes his eyes.”
Just because you have wonderous freedom of speech
Doesn’t mean you should exercise it by being ignorant.
I often think about what it was like before plants learned to flower,
And wonder if humans will ever learn to flower.
By: Joseph DeMarco
Categories:
practical, introspection
Form:
Prose Poetry
Beware and be wise.
Many fall and never rise.
Beware of your source of advice.
Check it once and check it twice.
Let not conscience be your guide.
Some consciences love to run and hide.
Sometimes they're good but often they lie.
Often weak, and on them, you cannot rely.
Look often into the Good Book of Truth.
Authored by The Almighty with proof.
Written by men of God inspired by Him.
It provides wisdom beyond the earthly realm.
For nearly 60 years, I have bathed in its pages.
Its wisdom has kept me out of many of life's cages.
011123PSCtest, A Spiritual Wisdom Download, Unseeking Seeker
Categories:
practical, wisdom,
Form:
Rhyme