Best Sophistication Poems
They call themselves sophisticated,
score that special hit,
drive a brand new 'Beemer'
and annoy us with their wit.
E-mails, cell phones, always selling,
always out to merchandize,
little do they know that
we can see through their disguise.
Sophistication isn't clever,
cravin' money, kissin' ass,
climbin' up the corporate ladder
no, I think I'll take a pass,
for there's another kind of lovin',
playin' frisbee in the park,
fixin' dinner, doin' dishes,
stolen kisses in the dark.
The gentle of a special woman,
tender moments to recall,
making love and making memories,
joy and laughter through it all.
You can keep your slick devices,
lookin' sharp no matter what,
to me sophistication's simple,
I'm content with what I've got.
Categories:
sophistication, love
Form:
Quatrain
...for Julie
They call themselves sophisticated
if they score that special hit,
if they drive a brand new 'Beemer, '
overwhelm us with their wit,
e-mails, cell phones, always selling,
always out to aggrandize,
little do they know that
I can see through their disguise.
Sophistication isn't artsy,
cravin' money, kissin' ass,
climbin' up the corporate ladder
no, I think I'll take a pass,
for there's another kind of clever,
playin' frisbee in the park,
fixin' dinner, doin' dishes,
stolen kisses in the dark.
The 'gentle' of a special woman,
tender moments to recall,
making love and making memories,
joy and laughter through it all.
So you can keep your slick devices,
lookin' sharp no matter what,
to me sophistication's simple,
I'm content with what I've got.
Categories:
sophistication, love,
Form:
Verse
Merlot wine
Kraft single slices
Dead roses not watered
Dead dreams unfulfilled
Categories:
sophistication, flower, introspection, rose, wine,
Form:
Light Verse
Red dress and black bra
Two big Macs
One Pepsi to go
On the road we kiss
At the rest stop comes the bliss
Categories:
sophistication, body, candy, car, humorous,
Form:
Light Verse
Mars bars fried in pairs
Spiced rum and knickers bared
Blonde heart fondles soul
Canadian maple leaf scores a goal!
Categories:
sophistication, beauty, chocolate, food, heart,
Form:
Light Verse
A mundane life
requires sophistication:
I'm a bit rural.
Preppy clothes are worn
only on certain events:
they change my image.
World, I am a soul
not seeking immense fortunes:
vanity isn't mine.
Copyright ( c ) 2015 Andrew Crisci
Categories:
sophistication, city, clothes, life, vanity,
Form:
Haiku
We are in a dome of
perpetual instability.
Relative to our density.
With an unimaginable
brain capacity feeding on
ideal types made by
mentally unstable
thinkers which can never
be met cos de human
quest for power,
wisdom advancement is
never fulfilled......
What if de world was
never found, never
existed? What if there is
no God? What if we
are invaders of dis
paradise of an earth and
we are destroying it
every second with our
very existance with our
very breath of life.
With our earth rambling
development. What if
our intel on human life
and mother nature is
wrong? What if we are
deviants of the natural
way of life? What if we
are de animals, not de
monkeys and lions but
we humans. Monkeys
and lions kill for
protection and to survive
but
humans survive to kill. To
kill far greater
things dan we can
imagine. Killing thousands
of acres of virgin forests
with thier whole
civilisations just to prove
we can and leave a
monument of our
stupidity. What we can't
control is bad, wat we
can becomes our slaves.
We are on a path to self
destruction. The
funny thing is everybody
can see it coming
but there is nothing they
can do about it..
Categories:
sophistication, fearearth,
Form:
Concern for the edges of a crystal vase,
The pearls around a frame,
Sounds received in this my space
Of elemental jazz.
Can elegant enshrouding
Calm the jittery soul?
Wrapping, encircling, swaddling chiffon,
Brings luxuries untold!
Attitude aloof!
Silent stars reveal,
The ever-changing swings and mood
And atmosphere surreal.
Glide within the prescribed arcs,
Sit with majesty!
Rise again! O aloof one
Devoid of tragedy!
Categories:
sophistication, appreciation, beauty, environment, imagery,
Form:
Quatrain
They call themselves sophisticated,
score that special hit,
drive a brand new 'Beemer'
and annoy us with their wit.
E-mails, cell phones, always selling,
always out to merchandise,
little do they know that
we can see through their disguise.
Sophistication isn't clever,
craving money, kissin' ass,
climbing up the corporate ladder
no, I think I'll take a pass,
for there's another kind of loving,
playing frisbee in the park,
fixing dinner, doing dishes,
stolen kisses in the dark.
The gentle of a special woman,
tender moments to recall,
making love and making memories,
joy and laughter through it all.
You can keep your slick devices,
looking sharp no matter what,
to me sophistication's simple,
I'm content with what I've got.
Categories:
sophistication, feelings,
Form:
Quatrain
They call themselves sophisticated,
score that special hit,
drive a brand new 'Beemer'
and annoy us with their wit.
E-mails, cell phones, always selling,
always out to merchandize,
little do they know that
we can see through their disguise.
Sophistication isn't clever,
cravin' money, kissin' ass,
climbin' up the corporate ladder
no, I think I'll take a pass,
for there's another kind of lovin',
playin' frisbee in the park,
fixin' dinner, doin' dishes,
stolen kisses in the dark.
The gentle of a special woman,
tender moments to recall,
making love and making memories,
joy and laughter through it all.
You can keep your slick devices,
lookin' sharp no matter what,
to me sophistication's simple,
I'm content with what I've got.
Categories:
sophistication, philosophy,
Form:
Quatrain
I saw it
Kerouacin
Sitting on sophistication
If only your life could be so
I went pee 7 times tonight
You know you pick your butt
when no one else is around
I wish you were here
Noises: you must check out
I don't want to be left behind
I didn't know i could scare
myself like that.
This commotion i hear,
What is it you want me to
know?
Give me something warm like
the shirt off your back!
It would really help in a time
like this.
TO SWOOSH AS WAVES
Categories:
sophistication, art, fantasy, me,
Form:
Blank verse
eating poetry with a
plastic fork
sophisticated
drinking breast milk
with a straw
wavered objects
seeds swell your spa-
cious womb
Categories:
sophistication, allusion,
Form:
I wrote this shortly after I could define the word - so I was pretty young with vocabulary, but never too young to overthink things.
Sophistication
(Which I have on occasion described as a "complicated fake")
This rock was here when I was small,
I used to sit on it, my own little throne;
but now a shrub has grown and I have to
push it back to see my make-believe world -
funny what sophistication does ...
Categories:
sophistication, life,
Form:
Free verse
They call themselves sophisticated
if they score that special hit,
if they drive a brand new Porsche,
overwhelm us with their wit.
E-mails, cell phones, always selling,
always out to merchandise,
little do they know that
I can see through their disguise.
Sophistication isn't artsy,
cravin' money, kissin' ass,
climbin' up the corporate ladder
no, I think I'll take a pass,
for there's another kind of clever,
playin' frisbee in the park,
fixin' dinner, doin' dishes,
stolen kisses in the dark.
The gentle of a special woman,
tender moments to recall,
making love and making memories,
joy and laughter through it all.
So you can keep your slick devices,
lookin' sharp no matter what,
to me sophistication's simple,
I'm content with what I've got.
Categories:
sophistication, love
Form:
Quatrain
She's losing count of the times she's cursed
Inconsolably cast my destitute self in hell
She's forgotten the periodical instances she's dumbly paused
Sentient to her reinvigorated hatred
Entwined in inexplicable feelings of attachment
In a layering gone wrong
Probably for its lack of a footing!
In the distant thoughts that harshly rule her mind
Reminding her of the mistakes, she's made
Gaffes that brought an end to our dreams
Of a valid and reachable vision currently so reserved
She's been oblivious of my blunders
Those that justify her actions and reactions
Antiphons consequent not antecedent!
In that newfound awakening
A realization calling for novel resolutions
Dawns upon her like a striking lightning
Sending awakening requests to dimmed passions
In attempting to make past due slip-ups
If only to approach things with naivety
As some subjects are sophistications enemy
But an ally to the crude!
Categories:
sophistication, anger, conflict, emotions, hate,
Form:
Rhyme