Best Talking About Poems
Talking about life.
Not about how beautiful it is
or how blessed we are,
not about how crafty it is,
in jamming its cruel knife.
Simply talking about life.
Not about what a masterstroke it is
or how amazingly it is decimated,
not about our love or spite.
Just talking about life.
Should i be obligated
or bring about my own knife?
(06.01.2022)
Beauty is spoken of excluding beauty.
We speak of poetry, apart from poetry.
Total beauty does not exist, but do not accept ...
Beauty is made of complementing parts
in infinity ...
Poetry does not express all poetry ...
Poetry is incomplete, but it is poetry ...
Smaller poetry is factor of the larger.
Real talk.
Real talk as it's
only ... as there was only one
dimension...
True, it is what is established,
and what is established may not
be an expression of truth.
Everything is said ... everyone knows
of everything !
And everyone knows that in fact
know nothing ...
All that is known is little ...
Little, not everything ...
Beauty,
poetry,
true ... everything for us
It is finite.
But it's not for the universe
infinite ... and expanding ...
Was talking about body parts out loud on a bus
The reaction of passengers was utter disgust
There was shock on their mugs
They thought I was on drugs
Giggled out loud as their ears they did clutch
© Jack Ellison 2015
* Hey don't blame me... I just wake up in the morning and write 'em down! LOL
The action that should be fixed as soon as possible
Human is the one to create and the ones to solve it
Every thing you do some of may be the future problems
Watch out the action or thing you are doing
Only if we became more cautious and healthy if to prevent it
Recent is the only time to realise it properly
Large or small problem must be solved as soon as you can
Don't ever take easy on these things for sure
Why to wait for the time to be wasted for it?
Ignoring it always may lead you to massive problem
Don't underestimate that it can literally play with your life
Every thing is made by God and we are just destroying it
Here I'm talking about my core and its corollary.
Here I'm talking about something,not something in such but everything.
Here I'm talking about the woman,she is the woman of my dreams.
Here I'm talking about love,not love as just a word but the love of my life.
Here I'm talking about future,not future in general but one thing for sure I have in
future.
Here I'm talking about the one,not the one but the only one in a million.
Here I'm talking about beauty,she may not seem beautiful for you but she is the
definition of beauty for me.
Here I'm talking about a flower,yes she is my beautiful rose.
Here I'm talking about the daisy,she is the daisy because she dazzles me.
Here I'm talking about an angel,the angel of my soul.
Here I'm talking about the queen,she is the queen ruling in my heart.
Here I'm talking about my heart,my soul and the other part of my body.
Here I'm talking about my entire life.
Here I'm talking about you baby-gal...
What race? Human race?
Stop talking about race
Start talking about space
Start talking about grace
Start talking about behavior
About the Savior
About education
About nutrition
About sickness
About craziness
About peace
About feast
About common sense
About fragrance
About poverty
About opportunity
About decency
About ethnicity
About history
About charity
About freedom
About wisdom
About friendship
About being on the same ship
About brotherhood
About sisterhood
About intelligence
About tolerance
About politics
About logics
About nature
About literature
About love
About above
Start talking about what’s right
About the beauty of the night
Be bold, be smart
Be fair and be bright
Flee arrogance and ignorance
Flee anything that makes no sense
Flee anything that happens by chance
Flee anyone who makes no sense
Flee all types of lies
Flee all kinds of flies
Be conscientious, be impartial
Be just and be nonracial.
Copyright © May 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Whether You can do it
is hard to see
I dared You to see if You can do it
I know You can do it
But part of me thinks You can't do it
So it's a challenge now
Is it for me
or is it for You?
Who knows?
But whoever gets it there first
Wins
Do we both win?
“Say, I hear your birthday's coming up this week.
You’re going to be eighty-one, eh?”
“Yep, eighty-one on the fifth of December.
It’s a fairly easy day to remember, as you'll see,
I could surely use a tune-up or at least a tweak.
The mind great, but the body’s getting frail.”
“Let’s see. That’s two days before Pearl Harbor.
I’ll bet your mother never forgot that day.”
“Nope. When the Japanese heard I was born,
It apparently stirred up some aggressive ardor.
So, some blame me for the bombing of Pearl Harbor
two days later.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t go so far as to say that!”
“Just a joke; however, I made quite a commotion
in the family, since I was born on my sister’s
seventh birthday.”
“You don’t say! Really?"
But, at the time, I didn’t consider any of that at all!”
Written December 3, 2022
Submitted to "Dialogue Proficiency" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Matt Caliri
Talking about other people can hurt you and them
Even if you meant no harm
You could be guilty of a serious sin called, “calumny.”
If you believe the negative reports you hear about others without verifying the facts
You will be guilty of rash judgment
False reports contributed to Jesus’ condemnation and death
Having suffered from them
One can imagine that Jesus takes a dim view of calumny and rash judgment
“Detraction”
Another serious sin that involves disclosing someone’s faults or misdeeds to listeners who didn’t know about them
Without an objectively good reason
Such a disclosure almost always impacts a reputation
Rather than risk hurting someone or sinning yourself
Follow grandma’s wise advise “If you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all.”
one day We all must face
the ghosts of who we thought we were
back then, back when
we were younger, but we were stronger
We've grown weaker with our age
Souls worn down by passing days
Images of youthful eyes
flash across my dreaming mind
Innocence and openness
A state of grace i've grown to miss
Open doors all closing now
lights and shadows crashing down
Another breath has gone to dust
Another year has turned to rust
Let's find our place in dusk and dawn
Take heart in the loss that is who we are
You use the “N” word like it’s going out of style; it’s not just insulting
but it’s also vile.
A six-letter word with so many implications; a word that has caused marches
and demonstrations.
You use the word like it’s a term of endearment; why is your use of the
“N” word so frequent?
Do you even know the meaning of the word? Calling your own folks that
is extremely absurd.
If a white person said it you’d be ready to fight; but as long as it’s your
own folks it’s cool and all right.
I hear the word so often I can’t even stand it; I wouldn’t feel bad if
our Lawmakers banned it!
Rapper does that word help your rhymes flow? Are there any more
positive words that you know?
Does saying the “N” word empower you? Can you go without using it
an hour or two?
Whoops you slipped up and said it again! Do all of your sentences have
to start with “N?”
Are you trying to show your level of intelligence? You use it
every sentence but you never make sense!
You say: “I use the “N” word but I don’t really curse,” but by using
that word you have done even worse.
It was one of the first words your child said; he knew that word before
he ever read.
I ask what kind of example you are setting. It's definitely not a good one is what
I'm betting.
Take the “N” word out of your vocabulary; the inability to express
yourself is only momentary.
It’s the most degrading word our race has heard; please
don’t continue to use the “N” word!
I plagiarized a verse
Japanese,
that was copied on
Australia,
later it was recited
In Rome,
until being censored
in Arabia ...
I stole a gipsy poem
that was transcribed
in sanskrit,
went through the package leaflet
in Africa,
and ended up here
in the nook ...
Everything I write
is played ...
All i say
It has been said ...
Nothing what
we poet,
it's unheard of ...
Everything here or there,
It's plagiarism!
MADE IN PARAGUAY
In "Asuncion"
the saddest guarania song
is "paraguayan"
TANGO
The father of the porteño tango
he's not born argentinian
he is a son of France...
SAMBA
The samba from Morro Carioca
survived for the world,
Long live Mama Africa...
ROCK
The rock dance, song music
runs wild surprising
on ice rock...
SPEED GONZALEZ
In Juanita canteen
mariachis and tequila
and bursts of laughter...
WALTZ
Oh! if i danced
oh! if I played
the viennese waltz...!
My friend has few friends except me.
I call her twice a week, because of this.
And she is always available.
Her phone line is open.
She stands in the street and yells at speeders.
I have asked her not to, but she gets a kick out of it.
She is perpetually angry; focusing on negatives.
I bought her a book about positivity.
She threw it away – it was “hooey”.
I do not take it personally.
But I try to revamp the conversation.
“How is Bunny?” I ask.
Bunny is her baby granddaughter.
“She’s fine. But let me tell you what Gladys did this week!”
Gladys is her neighbor, and she is fixated on fixing Gladys.
Gladys said this, Gladys gave her a weird look,
Gladys stalks her, staring at her from behind the blinds across the street.
I try to introduce a new topic,
but she cannot stop talking about Gladys.
Gladys, Gladys, Gladys, Gladys, Gladys.
Gladys makes me mad.
I should block her from my phone.
I should tell her how I feel.
I should…..
Stop talking about Gladys, and focus on something happier, I think.
But do I say it?
No.
She has lost too many honest friends already.
I am all she has.
words 207 © 12:33 AM, Caren Krutsinger negativity
PHYSICIAN WILLIAM HARVEY CLAIMED THAT THE HEART IS A MUSCLE PUMPING BLOOD TO THE ORGANS OF THE BODY, ALSO HE DISCOVERED THAT THE VEINS FLOWED TOWARDS THE HEART.
AS A YOUNG PERSON WHEN EVER I READ THE BIBLE, THE HEART PLAYED A MAJOR PART.
ABOVE ALL ELSE GUARD YOUR HEART, FOR EVERYTHING FLOWS FROM IT
PROVERBS 4:23
THAT ALWAYS LEFT ME WONDERING , BECAUSE THE HEART WAS EVERYTHING, LOVE, KINDNESS, EMPATHY, GRATITUDE, COMPASSION, LOVE FOR ALL HUMANITY, PEACE. "THE HEART DOES SO MUCH"
IN 1991 DOCTOR J ANDREW ARMOUR, COIN THE TERM THAT THE HEART HAS A BRAIN.
I HAVE READ SOME OF HIS WORK, AND MY WONDERING HAS FOUND A PLACE WHERE SCIENCE HAS PROVEN WHAT HAS BEEN SAID IN THE BIBLE ABOUT THE HEART.
THE LORD DOES NOT LOOK AT THE THINGS PEOPLE LOOK AT,PEOPLE LOOK AT THE OUTWARD APPEARANCE, BUT THE LORD LOOKS AT THE HEART.
1 SAMUEL 16:7
I USE TO SAY THAT THE BIBLE HAS BEEN SLICED AND DICED SO MANY TIMES DID IT MAKE SENSE TO READ IT, BUT MY GOOD FRIEND, THE LATE
HIS EMINENCE ABUNA YESEHAQ MANDEFRO, THE ARCHBISHOP OF THE ETHIOPIAN ORTHODOX TEWAHEDO CHURCH, ENCOURAGE ME TO CONTINUE TO READ THE BIBLE, BECAUSE THE TRUTH ALWAYS COMES TO LIGHT, THE MORE YOU TRY TO SUPPRESS IT, THE MORE IT BUBBLES TO THE TOP.
"HE WAS SO RIGHT"
A WISE HEART ACCEPTS COMMANDS, BUT A CHATTERING FOOL COMES TO RUIN.
PROVERBS 10:8
I HAVE BEEN VERY FASCINATED BY STUDIES OF THE HEART, HERE IS WHAT SOME DOCTORS HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THE HEART.
THE HEART IS A CENTER OF HIGHER WISDOM.
THE HEART STRUCTURE IS SIMILAR TO THAT OF THE BRAIN, IT HAS A NETWORK OF NEURONS,NEURITRANSMITTERS, PROTEINS AND SUPPORTS THE CELLS.
THE HEART CONTAINS, NEURONS AND GANGLIA, THE SAME FUNCTIONS AS THE BRAIN.
THE HEART SENDS MORE INFORMATION TO THE BRAIN, THAN THE BRAIN DOES TO THE HEART.
A CHEERFUL HEART IS GOOD MEDICINE, BUT A CRUSHED SPIRIT DRIES UP THE BONES.
PROVERBS 17:22
EVERY NATION FOR GENERATIONS, FROM THE DEEPEST JUNGLES TO THE HIGHEST MOUNTAINS, THEIR ANCESTORS HAVE TOLD THE SAME STORY ABOUT LIFE AND BEING ONE WITH THE CREATOR AND MOTHER EARTH, JUST READ YOUR BIBLE, OR ANY BOOK ON ENLIGHTENMENT, AS WE CONTINUE OUR LIFE'S JOURNEY.
YOU WILL SEEK ME AND FINE ME, WHEN YOU SEEK ME WITH ALL YOUR HEART.
JEREMIAH 29:13
THE HEART TRANSCENDS ALL THINGS