Best Reprimanding Poems

The past can’t tell the future; I'd almost forgotten this,
The past six years had brought me higher yields than average,
Though expectations soared, now nada, nothing, zilch.
Our wheat fields decimated from the lack of rain.
And those who bought insurance, now farm firms who lost the bet.
But...

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The city in the summer nights,
Beats a steady drum rhythm. Slow

Living does RHYME with time. 
Strange be a drastic decision
Proceeding without permission.
Bad luck? Nothing but superstition.

Lying leads to reprimanding in. The 
Lime light to pretending.

Love letters lead to a romance rekindled 
And some slow dance...

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Auntie

In her lofty ways, she was always
the best example of
the stars out-shining the moon.

Her ways of doing things always
correct and proper
she was a student of the Queen.
Place setting and
China decoratively graced the table
per the law of “Good Housekeeping”
Seating arrangements were labeled.

Without a P.H.D she could...

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Auntie

In her lofty ways, she was always
the best example of
the stars out-shining the moon.

Her ways of doing things always
correct and proper
she was a student of the Queen.
Place setting and
the china on the table all had to
be per the law.

And no PHD could outwit her with
her...

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Capital punishment
What year is it
I'm being spank with a switch
I am guilty
Mama whooping me
In 1960's
With a switch
a belt
some schools then a 2 by 4 paddle
For what I've done wrong
Lying the stealing
Who am I to call foul
God knows I know ma and pa do to
Even Jesus...

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Mandela In You


I scanned into your entire writ
I perceived an unremitting wit;
There’s a Mandela in You,
Oozing from your daring script;

Loaded with a spirit of sacrifice
To eradicate mundane malice
There’s a Mandela in You,
That resonates in your artifice!

A Fighter for Mankind’s thrall,	
Equality for gender and for all
There’s...

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Sweet Little Lies


Those sugar-coated little sweet white lies,
could be at times, a chore that we despise.
To keep the peace, sometimes they are a prize
depending on how well the task applies.

With one you love, it often can be wise,
if asked a question where you must advise
like,...

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I am just a nobody with no fortune and no fame,
But rich in ways many others wouldn't ever think to claim.
Among His many blessings, I'm blessed with a Gift to create,
To share with and touch others, to uplift and educate.

But to be creative, to feel...

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The afternoon dances before and night sky
Threadbare shoes dangling on their tired feet
Torn up clothes bulging underneath the deep
Dirty clothes sticking to their slender backs
And a strange odor circulates around them
Five boys and one girl searching for another world
With little hope of turning themselves around
I...

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As the sun fades o’er the water and birds chatter in the grove,
Two old, wrinkled, weary thinkers wander slowly by the cove.
Waves advancing and receding from the edges of the sea
Bring a bittersweet reminder of the things which failed to be.

Like the gloom above the...

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You know
There are times when I wonder
There are more times I blunder
In this grand stage, with tomorrow
I turn yesterdays page
And write another passage in my life
Another twisted attempt at sanity
Another stab at freedom
One more try at understanding
Instead of reprimanding
Plain and simple
Pure and true
Everyday is getting...

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 Life, I think, is a bit of a paradox.
Floating through this desolate void devoid of context and explanation, (some might suggest value as well, I suppose); 
I conclude these idiosyncratic murmurings of bothersome almost-people 
Reprimanding my almost-conscience are just a whit of an empty,...

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All of my texts go unanswered
My anxious calls slither to voicemail
I glance at the huge grandfather clock
My hands distractedly sorting the mail

I then check my trusted wristwatch
Its hands surely creeping beyond six
Reprimanding my heartbeats to calm
Some dinner I start to fix

The traffic check on the...

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limbs have been twisted 
on blackened tongues of enmity

twigs of tormentia broken
settling deep into the arbors 
where sun refuses to shine 

disinigrated now,
left a crumpled brown 
walked upon and crushed

still somehow remembering what once was 

green - with life 
vibrant and free
floating in an oceanic...

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it hangs on your wall.
a faded black n white wooden photograph 
probably taken some time back in the 80s. 
It's one of those bootless thingies a new home owner would cast away, barely even noticing....

but you keep it.
like a lost wandering soul
ungodly hours find you...

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