Best Strategize Poems
He's been swingin' clubs since trouble began.
The Great Leader proclaims he hath no plan!
Hey man! There is a crisis,
With some bandits called Isis!
Cease yer 'putt'erin' and 'strategize', man!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Her words are minced, like sweetened meat in pies.
She must believe that all of us are thick.
Be warned; she’ll try to fill you up on lies.
A pretty crust she makes to get a rise
from you! Her forked tongue gives that crust a prick.
Her words are minced, like sweetened meat in pies.
Half-truths she loves to softly vocalize.
Remember, though, that it is all a trick.
Be warned; she’ll try to fill you up on lies.
She’ll coo and soothe with words to tantalize.
She’ll have you hooked if you take just one lick!
Her words are minced, like sweetened meat in pies.
She also sighs and flirts with winsome eyes,
More ploys used by this very clever chick.
Be warned; she’ll try to fill you up on lies.
She feeds great lines! It’s all to strategize,
and if you eat it up, you can get sick!
Her words are minced, like sweetened meat in pies.
Be warned; she’ll try to fill you up on lies.
June 23, 2016
Million Man March
Men of all sides tear the land apart
Marching band drums Bark
Trumpets blare Sparks
Sitting in the back like Rosa Parks
See what's in the front that's Dark
Watching the sharks
The only flag we pledge allegiance to is Unified
Freedom liberty will not be rationalized
Anything less Will not pacify
World wide
Alliance strategize
All lies we magnify
I'm just one of the leaders leading the band
Secret plans
Chairman in chain of command
New secret society
No illuminati
Peace on earth is the philosophy
Beautiful minds full of ideologies
Now I believe in astrology
Feel like the stars guiding me
Truth seekers they don't hide they seek
Lost an found we find the truth an keep
Reach for the stars an take stars for dreams
Then we shoot shooting stars to dreamers to weave
Cause dreamchasers
Its dream killers
Dreamstealers
Jeepers creepers
We the redeemers
With enough power I would overthrow these governments
No democrat
Or republican
Following the footsteps of Harriet Tubman
An Leon Howard Sullivan
The ground cracks while we marching
Turn the bright sky into darkness
With a Blood Moon Sparkling
Lightning startling
Thunder barking
Invasion of aliens martains
We the new beings looking to harvest
Settin the flame I'm the arsenist
Fire in me arsenic
Respect for Earth an Nature
So the Universe has us Favored
I HEAR HER SCREAMING FROM A DISTANCE TRAPPED WOMEN
SLOWLY OVERLAPPED BY MANY DRIPS STAMPED WOMEN
DOWN SHE GO TRY NOT TO HARD TO STRUGGLE
YOUR LOSING BALANCE YOU BETTER NOT GET TO CRAMPED WOMEN
YOU NEED ALL YOU CAN KEEP DONT PANIC
PLEASE DONT JUST LET THE IMAGE BE REVAMPED WOMEN
DIDNT EVEN LISTEN TO YOUR CONSIOUS YOUR FIRST MIND
WOULD YOU BE IN THIS PREDICAMENT IF IT WAS RIGHTLY CLAMPED WOMEN
SO LISTEN HERE SLOW YOUR ROAD TAKE IT SLOW
YES I KNOW I KNOW YOUR OVERLY WRAPPED WOMEN
THINK STRATEGIZE DONT OVER DO IT
NOT JUST YET YOU ARE NOT ENCAMPED WOMEN
When we were young, we'd freely roam
While supervision stayed at home.
We played the seasons' major sports
On vacant lots and playground courts.
No tryouts or permission slips.
No uniforms or coaching tips.
No judges, umpires, referees,
Or grownups whom we had to please.
Whoever came could join right in.
We'd choose the teams and then begin.
No clock was used to time the game.
We played until the darkness came.
We mended balls and broken bats
And yapped and scrapped like dogs and cats.
In worn-out shoes, we'd all day run
And tanned by sun with friends have fun.
Together we would strategize
And future glory fantasize.
With candy bars as fuel we'd play
And straggle home at end of day.
We taught ourselves what's right and wrong
And how to play and get along.
We sought no trophies nor acclaim,
But played because we loved the game.
The regimented kids today
Obey whatever coaches say.
They sadly do not know how free
A game among themselves can be.
Surviving Ourselves
by Odin Roark
Blame game trollops
Cruise our insides
Willing to plant more guilt
Defying accountability
To take a stand
Conscience-bots
Perform recon
Patrolling vulnerabilities
Knowing no man’s land
Between heart and mind
Have always
Will always
Be pregnable passage
Yet
The front lines of the heart
Grasp one’s dug in fortification
Mind’s fortress of strength
Is forever monitoring
Why then
Knowing we create our own reality
Do we need such skirmishes
Such oft times escalated guilt trips
That do nothing
But undermine life’s victory?
Might it be…
We refuse to accept
The “out there” version
That much touted
Societal mirage
Promoting illusion over truth
Perchance
We are stuck
Forever creating
Our trial and error reality
For fear
Of succumbing to elitist delusion
And if we’ve created
Conscience-bots
And blame game trollops
Aren’t we better armed?
Don’t personally created battle fields
Serve to strategize
To outmaneuver those
Who would have us self-destruct
Their way?
Perhaps our self-imposed reality
Doesn’t make the societal mirage any easier
But at least it doesn’t abandon
Growing consciousness for
Surviving ourselves
In Love With a Poetess
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I'm in love with a poetess/
Her words choke my feelings
Lifting me up to the ceilings
The thicker her words,
The faster my emotions move upward
She metaphorically strategize my heart
Turn my love into imagery like art
Exaggerations tearing me apart
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Totally disorder in my vain
Leaving me with nothing to gain
Breathing no longer take place in
The respiratory system
Rather on the tongue
My life on the edge of the rung//
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I'm in love with a poetess/
She believes in pen and paper
My thoughts move off her head like vapor
Maybe my feelings are just wallpapers
Not meant to be taken serious
Her emotion lies in her pen
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She only speak in poetic devices
Tearing my heart into pieces
Her inking differ from my thinking
I think mine is shrinking
My feelings are beautifully sinking
And my love is winking
At her smiles
Using pun to play on my love//
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I'm in love with a poetess/
I'm jeopardized
I'm apprised of nothing but poetry
I'm no longer interested in mathematics like geometry
It's like telling a fish to walk in the street
Her words are mightier and sharper than razors
Deeper than the oceans
And higher than the skies//.
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© Artistic Poet
Until I had a nightmare and things got vile
It was you running from me on our wedding day
I yelled out baby please come back this way
For weeks that scene bothered me
Then my trust for you started living in poverty
I'll never forget that faceless man whose arms you ran to
Richard said I want her, Chris said I'm through
I had to figure out a way to not get hurt
Because behind my back I felt you being a jerk
You'd ask me about coming around
But I hated seeing your family memebers frown
Something told me to quit acting like a clown
Or this relationship will plunge to the ground
The gut feelings I was getting stopped me from wanting to eat
It was a sign I needed stomach room to digest defeat
He got his cake, my girl, your dates, ya'll hearts, and sex
I don't know what I'd do if you got his last name next
Your love I crave
Or my heart gets a grave
I'm on thin ice with you I see it in your face
Shall I fall through, it'll be a cold case
Now we must rebond, our relationship rectified
Together you and I must strategize
Multiple times I apologize
You see the sincerity in my eyes
Take care of your business then come back home
With me is where you belong
There will be signs under your nose
Of me about to propose
And then we see just how far our love goes
There is a reasonable explanation
Of our love taking a vacation
Coming back to me soon is a strong contemplation
Infinite infactuation
With this situation
No longer your mind has investigations
We evolve around each other like circumnavigation
We migrated from friendship our destiny's manifestation
A flower you completed fertilization and pollination
On a love cruise we ride to an unknown destination
You are my mother
I am your brother
You are my sister
Love off the scale of Richter
Death to the attitude
Baby
Love longer than longitude
I am the best
At being stressed
But not depressed
Powerful mind, no "S'' on my chest
I'm mysterious so my personality take a good guess
State your thesis
I'm not alive yet, a fetus
Hypothesize
Strategize
Form a conclusion
To my embodiment illusion
lol
It's scary
To meet a thug with a titanic vocabulary
I'm on a mission in life
Call me the missionary
I give you sight with my poems
Call me the visionary
I'm not good I'm great with words
Call me the dictionary
I feel I don't belong here
My face dry never shed a tear
God is near
God is also fear
No not God the Grim Reaper
His cost of death is cheaper
But why are funerals expensive
Life should be extensive
People these days are apprehensive
Materialistic
They rap about chains...
Lack of realistic
They think I rap
I refuse
My poetry is too smart
Built to confuse
lol I'm so amused
Letter to the Lord
Certified classic
Lyrical electricity
Feel the static
Machine gun wordplay
Automatic
Sewn from exclusive cloth
An unknown fabric
I love Egypt the land is prolific
So I sign my name on paper in hieroglyphic
I paid the price to get where I'm at
My destination been sought
My mind is expensive
I bought my thoughts
I was flattered by the letter
Mailed by this august sister
I was lured by those beautiful flowers
She sent to me in summer
Soon I welcomed her idea
Of renting a new apartment
I blindly fall in love
Within a sinister engagement
I loved her when she grin
May be that's not a spell
I loved her to her toes
The meaning, I couldn't tell
She succeeded luring me far
And we both lived as one
Soon I noticed something
Every night she loved being alone
I was still madly in love
And so I couldn't say no
For love I reminded myself
Is about Yes or No
Many months of loneliness night
In the mood still alone
Until the next day we should see
And she would stand on her own.
And I would ask if she enjoyed her night
And she would tell me she did
And I would ask what about this night
And she would say is yours indeed
Three years of tolerance
No 'Mummy' or 'daddy' called
Of course, it was the same
When no land was ever tilled
Her beauty upon my face
A charm that drew me near
But she failed me when she resisted it
For more than three years
Families are there at home but I submitted to her brow
And we eloped far away from our roots
Now we landed north for more than a three
And no harvest since seeds she denied us to root
I can't face it any more
There is a need to tour
If she won't tell me her past
Then I have to act fast
I have to seize the day
And strategize a new way
Only her utterances will sway
What will be the next day
By:Sikolwethu Mthethwa
In readiness for my journey to the land of dreams,
I bring my pillow closer to the full moon
And wrap myself around the blanket of stars that litter the night sky
While the Serene breeze airily sings me a lullaby
One deep breath to purge myself of day's stresses,
My eyelids take their final bow
And stay true to their vow: to be the blanket that keeps my eyes warm
And protect them from
Any disturbance as I slumber
Now I am resting
If I were a bird, on the surface of the moon I would be nesting
My body leisurely drifts into the stillness of night
As if a clover falling to the ground.
Night holds me in a soothing embrace
Asleep and at peace, but my mind begins to race
It creates a world within a world.
A world in which my desires prove to be true
A world in which there's candid affection between me and you
I would say the sky is the limit, but there is no sky here
Only possibilities that know no bounds.
A world in which we're kind to Earth our mother,
Each other
And obidient to God our father.
Not all is peaches and cream
Wars loom and disease is still prevelant
But the absence of pursuit of power and greed
Render these predicaments far from permanent
Woman and man can gather
With their minds sharp and hearts light as a feather
They strategize
Instead of fantisize; on ways to put Earth's problems to rest
One at a time.
In this world my mind has created
The brilliance of our species is elevated
Our resilience is revealed and our being celebrated
Our moves and progression are carefully calibrated
The loss of life at the hands of each other is minimized
The slow death of our mother totally ceased
The number of those in God's favor greatly increased
It is in my wishes to bring this world to the one we all live in
Maybe to the force of Love for each other we'd finally give in
And the real progression of our species would finally begin
I made sure
I've done alot
Made mistakes
Took on more
Than I should take
Cleaned my plate
Washed it off
Rinsed it
Put it away
Took it back down
This go round
Started to smile
Instead of frown
I made sure
That
I didn't back track
I made sure to
Forgive too
Everyday it's changing
Tired of the same sayings
Ive been misunderstood
People outweighed my bad
Saw the good
They saw it
Through their own eyes
No longer had to be a disguise
I could feel
Time would heal
Heal the wounds the hurt
Put a bandage on it
Make it work
How could I loose
If I choose
To Grow
Be like Elsa and let it go
But don't run
From your problems
Strategize them
Go and solve them
And you will see there is a cure
When you make sure
I made sure
That
I didn't back track
I made sure to
Forgive too
As you see in this verse
Nothing wrong with putting yourself first
Know your value
Know your worth
Make sure you always come first
I made sure
That
I didn't back track
I made sure to
Forgive too
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
04/27/2022
self,
exist with the reality that things
can be
changed.
self,
gain courage, develop strength &
wisdom will come in the process of
knowing that one can never truly
know enough---
one must always be learning.
self,
know that “surrender” eliminates
focus, know that this world is
how we make it,
here,
now,
alone & together,
without any metaphysical recourse.
self,
if there is to be a concept like “trust,”
know that you must invest it in yourself
first---know that each day is a step in
your direction,
be it an error to learn from or a successful
move to hail & use to strategize the next.
self,
know that there is no need to
“accept the things that cannot be changed,”
if you truly don’t want to &
you act on this premise.
As I fret, opening to soon is filled with fraught,
causing more worries, as I thought.
As people scurry hither and dither;
Seeking to score and scurry back home...
Still ,no alcohol, spray, or wipes!
Yet, go spend money and risk your life.
Facing more issues than toilet tissue.
Am I to be tested even though I am clean?
Or is this a trick to strategize vaccines?
Now this man, or leader was once a germophobic;
Suddenly he's not afraid to go unmasked.
What’s really happening...is the question asked.?
She speaks in lingo
Like foreigners speak gringo
In all forks of the great America
Around and out of this awesome Africa
She comes online
Doing this shows she recline
On the dawn and night of her words
Designed to have faith of coming birds
That would chirp
Of grace that won't be usurp
For foes to run far from gathering bee
Walking out for daily bread in concord's decree
If the network roll
The ball off the hole
Yet right there stationed tee
Without a proportional appointee
It has actually let
You stay away from bet
Over the doubt here and there
Holding still the beet cut unaware
Learn to loose the belt
Rather than the wandering temper
Between cold and hot thoughts to melt
Yearning down lonely lane grieving distemper
Shall you willingly tint
Your face print of a hint
And leave me to clues up to nine
That quite look good as thoughts twine
That caught me in a net
She knits under my own tent
Without a threat of any sweat
Strategize to ferment my consent
Oh it was pretty cool
Naming the simple tool
Which harbours three in a box
Thoughtfully after it has flummox
The moment grows mum
Through a logic of no medium
Making the flashing lights go dim
Uncontrollably loving to grease and gym
Time don't tell when it's due
Of what momentums ensue
Rehearsing what future shall mime
Comfortably without been tagged a crime
Hope this won't die in mud
And waste away all the blood
Innocent of being a crook legally
But claimed to be one accidentally
Send it to delete the rig
And bother not the sweat that dig
Either unlawfully or lawfully, get rid
The electrons flowing endlessly through grid
Before it touches any fir
And leaves an everlasting slur
Which over time becomes so rigid
Loamy soil won't romance roots being frigid
Later it would
When in the wood
There is so much cold
To make system responses bold
Whenever I log in
And there she is not
I would rather use oil or gin
To make sure I draw getting hot
For my sake
Where truth lies awake
It never seems shaken but still
What a moveable regulatory hill!