Best Unflawed Poems
Planets in orbit
Some big and some small
Beings from outer space
Some named, others not
Discoveries made
Orbital spin
Masterfully
Perfect timing
In retrograde
Planets sway
Comets fall
Earth rotate
Unflawed
Refined
Sphere
Contest: The Universe
Placed: 8th
Categories:
unflawed, science, universe,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
The mask I wear, a crafted porcelain guise,
Hides uncharted depths behind these shadowed eyes.
You glimpse the surface—an actor’s polished play—
But the soul beneath? He walks a world astray.
These laughter lines, etched scripts of light and cheer,
Conceal the wars I've waged, the silent fear.
My casual stride, a dance of practiced ease,
Cloaks ancient burdens, whispered on the breeze.
The tales I weave—a tapestry ornate—
Thread vivid joys, yet darker truths await.
Each word I speak, wrapped firm in bold disguise,
Veils restless doubts, unvoiced beneath the skies.
I long to strip this mask and let you peer
Into the fractured core, the flaws sincere.
Yet fear of scorn—a binding, spectral chain—
Keeps truths submerged in quiet, unseen rain.
Perhaps one day, in courage, I’ll reveal
The man unmasked—the wounds that time won’t heal.
Expose the jagged pieces—light and night—
And hope you’ll see a soul, both fierce and slight.
Until that hour, this visage I’ll sustain,
A nameless shadow, hiding depth and pain.
But know, beyond this painted, bright façade,
Dwells more than meets the eye—a soul unflawed.
Categories:
unflawed, anxiety, courage, fear, hope,
Form:
Rhyme
Written: September 15, 2023
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In a cosmic world where marvels dwell,
There lies a well where truth does swell.
Under the surface of the cultural tide,
Dissemination of erudition, hence and wide.
Yet, amidst the waves, dishonesty lingers.
Distorting the successful and the weaker
Be empowered to deceive and ensconce.
An idealistic facade where virtue is sparse.
But in the depths of this deceitful sea,
An epiphany awaits, for all to foresee.
A childhood memory of chastity and bliss
That truth was pure, and deceit was dismissed.
A poisonous world may shroud the mind.
But the wonders of verity forever shall bind.
Akin to pollinating bees on a kinetic canvas,
Seeking nectar from flowers is so vast thus.
In this meadow of erudition, we yearn to descry,
The ageless wisdom is unflawed and comply.
In the well of truth, we perceive the light,
Ushering us through the gloomiest night.
Oh, how avarice can pinch and sting.
But verity embrace is an everlasting thing.
It displays the world with hues bright,
Cleansing the soul and bringing forth delight.
In this enormous depth of a world so sumptuous
Let verity be the criterion, the steady unctuous.
In its embrace, we descry our demesne way,
Navigating through every ephemeral day
In the depths of the well, we espy our worth,
A vestige of our genuine niche on earth.
To quest for knowledge, to master, and to grow
To endorse the elision and veracity within us flow.
And it is on this jaunt that we shall arrive.
A candid and guileless mind is graceful to thrive.
Let us, then, face the mysteries that await us.
And acquiesce in the core of verity to emerge, thus.
Categories:
unflawed, analogy, appreciation, character, vanity,
Form:
Rhyme
"Love is eternal, it never dies, it is forever. . . "
Quote by _ Constance
And in my dream I am walking in a frozen land
there is white snow in every direction pure and unflawed
the temperature is way below freezing
the wind is howling my feet crunch but, I feel nothing
for I am frozen and empty inside I have been since the day my kitty
went over Rainbow Bridge then, I notice tiny paw prints in the snow
and follow them for some time only to find my beloved kitty in the snow
I start running to her but she is dead a perfect curled up cat carved statue
then, a hand comes down from the sky and picks her lifeless body up
and she lay in God's hand still until suddenly she is moving her fur blowing
her bushy tail swishing her sweet meows echoing
oh, my tears are falling and freezing on my cheeks
God lifts her up to his heart and kisses her head
he smiles at me with great love and it is like the sun has come out
and I know that my kitty will be fine in Heaven protected for infinity
and I am weeping when kitty turns to me and lifts her paw in farewell
her eyes are beautiful, bright and glowing
and I hear God's voice speaking to me your kitty will be loved in Heaven
and will be waiting at Heavens golden gate dear one
when your time on earth is finished do not weep . . . do not grief
you gave your kitty the ultimate gift of love you set her free from suffering
and just like that . . . they fade away
and I am in my bed and it is morning . . .
I smile to myself for it is time, yes time
to turn the page . . . to end this chapter
Categories:
unflawed, grief,
Form:
Free verse
Jesus, the Christ, meek and lowly, came to earth
representing truth, He proved that He is God.
Holy, Holy, Holy, heaven praised our Savior's birth.
The trip was long, Mary’s patience was unflawed.
“Fear not, I bring you joy," the angel kept pace;
God's words, God's actions, God's will we can applaud.
Bethlehem, City of David, was the place,
bold start to conquer evil forevermore.
By faith one day we will see Christ face to face.
In love a crown of thorns our Redeemer wore.
with grace He faced the cross, forgave our offense.
Though His was short, eternal life is in store.
Sacred hope is sure, He will return and hence
Jesus will reign, Lord of Lords, as God’s Crown Prince.
Categories:
unflawed, 11th grade, faith, hope,
Form:
Terza Rima
And who is God, who made heaven and Earth? (10)
Is he, a she, or a god (7)
Designed, from them above, that spoke, of love? (10)
To whom man gives revered laud (7)
Universe, accelerating, decants (10)
Physics, calculus, unflawed (7)
The answers to questions, obscure, yet close (10)
Searching for solutions, fraud (7)
Tongues lie, protecting, the godhead of Ra (10)
K??(The King of Clubs)
©2016 Bonnie Jennings. All Rights Reserved
Syllabic and Free verse exercise
example 2
Categories:
unflawed, god, universe,
Form:
Free verse
My heart silently prayed to God
To turn me into a pink pearl unflawed
So when he comes in his perfect boat
He’d pick me up and lay me in his coat
And put me on a fine gold ring
And let me on his finger cling
He would then feel pride when all would say
How pretty his pearl shines this day
So small, so smooth, so full of love
So lonely lying in this golden cove
04/03/13
Categories:
unflawed, lost love, love, me,
Form:
Couplet
HER WONDERFUL MOTHER NATURE
Once upon her entering and exiting
Her comings and goings
Groceries, gym or mall
Mother Nature made the mirrors love her
All-knowing reflection,
No adjustments needed...
Please...not one correction
Causing confusion, she's unflawed
Everywhere, in every room, claiming, stealing all attention
Gorgeous green eyed-snake women start hissing,
Salivating, half-dog half-men, jaws stuck, stalled
Remember her...Oh, don't they all?
She and I, sometimes engage in
A carefully unscripted conversation
And so from mine own imagination...I will share
She leaves the world, with rare...souvenirs
Letting us know she was near
A trace of her intimidating yet inviting, invisible scent
Where her valuable diamond time was spent
But none free to spare
A lost, left behind, strand of hair
A walking razor
Her shadow click-clacks in,
Legs, classily crossed ladylike, saddled that lucky chair
Sipped only a pair of cocktails,
Her figure a musical note, a cursive signature,
Her FORM flows, dips smooth and full
Stunning, so easily capturing us all
Her smile, does accurately spell
The wonderful definition of the word Beautiful...
Look her up in the dictionary my friend
For she is a non-fictional woman
Strong-her world has gravitational pull you apart
Aquarius without a speck of ugliness
In February she effortlessly
Valentines a fool's heart
Can never look messily
That is quite improbably, an impossibility
Surreally painted together perfectly
Like a Dali nude canvass on art,
Breathing...responding...moving
Wonderful Mother Nature, knew exactly what she was doing
Marvelously done, on her part.
Categories:
unflawed, romance,
Form:
Romanticism
--Evil starts as germinated seeds,
noxious weeds of social infestation,
spreading and suffocating human diversity,
pushing all freedoms into extinction,
the loss of Liberty's creed,,
--Men-Women birth their offspring,
but raised by the State,
alienated offspring grow into bastards,
by design to this fate,
no-longer is Family an understanding,,
--Started in guise of education,
parasitic propaganda by subliminal indoctrination,
targeting children of all ages,
instructing apart from parental objections,
future groupthink masses of inclusion,,
--Religion, History, Novel books outlawed,
that promote ideas of Independence,
instructional manuals that's only allowed,
through State approved media correspondence,
making State approved "truths" unflawed,,
--The masses become Independent-less adults,
in a One World State,
populations regulated, mandated birth controls,
but elitists can freely consummate,
elitist offspring perpetuates State results,,
--The State espouses universal equality,
a mandate against humanity's will,
a law silencing humanity's opinions,
or voicing your opinions from jail,
the State sees as insanity,,
--Humanity becomes living taxed products,
feeding the machines of State,
their worth is what's produced,
fearing for failing to compensate,
you're redistributed, if you obstruct,,
--Populations are kept under intoxication,
by the State approved vice(s),
the willing are comfortably numb,
happiness of suffrage the price,
humanity's compliance made through addiction,,
--Outlawed are self-governed rights,
by State tyranny without impunity,
your lives owned until death,
because you are State property,
all controlled by elitist might,,
--Physical privacy regarded as hate,
pedo-molestation considered universally normal,
it matters not your sexuality,
to all ages so formal,
criminal when reject this fate,,
--Evil that's made a right,
guilt is replaced with ethics,
fundamental good is considered evil,
by the State centered civics,
moral evil in everyone's sight,,
--This is a living nightmare,
that insidiously penetrates humanity's soul,
a world never knowing Hope,
or escaping something this cruel,
the State of Evil despair,,
--Freedom, Liberty and self-governance,
does this sound that bad?,-
it's better than being property,
by a State grown Mad,
or take a standing chance.
Categories:
unflawed, fate, fear, freedom, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
The risen sun invisible
Covered by clouds of gray
A spider web made visible
By wet particles this day
Its delicate intricate shape
Coated by tiny drops
Flowing on variable breeze
Like summer's rotation crops
First the droplets of fog flow east
Then they flow from the west
Then they fall downward to the ground
Or upon the porch's guest
Then the spider web gently flutters
Like a flag upon a pole
Stretched taunt to a near breaking point
Seemingly filled with holes
Breezes in opposing ripples
Push the web to the brink
Upon those breezes light moisture
Caught, the web doesn't sink
A human touches the web and sticks
Pulls away, the web folds
Waterdroplets lined up like beads
Upon a necklace of gold__
God's design is perfect unflawed
Mankind can choose his part
Which way will his choices lead
Will man use head or heart
The poem could stand with leaving the last stanza off but I am leaving it
even if it means disqualification..Three lines too many..
Categories:
unflawed, insect,
Form:
Rhyme
She is,
yes, she is beautiful.
Could I paint the picture then you’d see this is true,
Her face is like grace when she’s dancing with youth,
and a smile so stunning as to silence a room.
Skin alike cream, so white and so smooth.
With the beautiful unique of an arm kissed by rouge.
A porcelain masterpiece cannot help but be jealous,
when this feature unflawed is there most wanted wish.
Inset by two eyes bringing depth to the blessed,
like a storm cloud in summer complementing the rest.
It’s a green touched by smoke, some of my favorite things,
then to top it all off when she moves is to sing.
Could you see what I’m saying by these statements I have made,
then the world may be better.
Such a beautiful place.
Categories:
unflawed, beauty, body, dance, image,
Form:
Quatrain
…to the dogs
He stared at the damp chilly night
and marveled in frustration
seeing nothing at all -
except the black night
So many years ruined dancing to the same tune
days and night overlapping into an endless timeless space
Indigence, parched throats, empty ragged pockets…
guns persist as unflawed blood flows into the filthy cesspools
maggie dogs, scavenger, urchins all blend into one
all in a split race for the a place in the bins
At first light
blurred images flash past his eyes
cheese and butter, wines, champagne, music and festivals
laughter and smiles
- the taste of a gone era
Flashy cars with tinted windows speed by
on the highway
towards the glass towers and
the affluence beyond the mind’s eyes
Numerous gaps along the road
shattered dreams, tattered bridges
dyed-in -the-wool banal lip services
Shame!
A curse from the bowels of the earth or
is it a monster
from our flesh and bones
or both?
Categories:
unflawed, political, night, night,
Form:
ABC
Come quick, don’t dilly-dally.
Yessir, this you gotta see!
Look out there in the valley,
Lord, do my eyes deceive me?
Ain’t that Mohammed Ali?
And ain’t that a boxing ring,
Roped ’round them trees?
And he’s recitin’ something
About butterflies and bees,
When a mushroom bell went ding?
While birds and critters scurried,
Moving closer to ringside,
As Ali strode unhurried,
From his corner stool beside;
Then he danced, jabbed and flurried.
And them critters ooh’d and aah’d,
Such a sight they’d never seen.
It was poetry, by Gawd,
A heavyweight there’d not been –
Oh, so graceful and unflawed.
There’d be no finer specimen,
This champion of our youth;
Beating odds time and again,
We believed his brand of truth –
And in the greatness of men.
But in that far-away dell,
We good critters heard the chimes
Ringing from that mushroom bell.
When slower became the rhymes –
And softer became the yell.
Till in your corner we sit,
In this valley’s fading light,
Thinking back to your fires lit
When you showed us how to fight –
And taught us how not to quit.
So chanting, “Ali bomaye!”
These mushroom bells we hear ring;
And though time gets the last say,
Here in the valley we’ll sing –
Hailing what grew from the clay.
Categories:
unflawed, remember,
Form:
Ballad
What awaits those that walk the ebony realm of autumn trees
the mystic embodiment of an enchanted forest the lullabies
of ancient leaves as they sway in unison with the crisp
winds. Jaded aura amidst the setting with in this realm
a pale shroud worn by those human relics that walk this
labyrinth of mysteries, a spiritual calm endlessly
caresses the mood the soft waters of a thousand lakes
line the luminous landscape what precious orchards with in this
maze to mesmerize the devined soul. Art thou immortal
in these meadows of secret what eludes the outside world
of this place,are porcelain petals to beautiful to share does
the magenta sky hold it's secrets as not to entwine the
untouched with the touched. Dare not this threshold spill
its supernatural the beholder of such a palour will
never allow such tainted idea's,this celestial realm of
silhouettes has danced along side decades past as if a
jewel wields such power in the face of a decaying world.
As kingdoms rise and fall as the grotesque of man has
come and gone the everlasting of this October Realm remains,
its not yesterday that's remembered in this horizon but the
doctrine of banishment to the ungodly. Seeded here must be
heaven on earth is it not imminent that such a place exist
with my eyes adoring I have seen few bare witness to something
serene and unflawed, with reverence I share with you this
October realm embraced in serenity humbled with infinity.
Categories:
unflawed, mysteryautumn,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
As love embedded itself in Cifolta’s heart,
vengeance burned a hole in Jiralam’s.
She only saw his unflawed face
and sculpted body,
a well-baked, rakish dish,
plying her with wiles,
oozing with winning wooings
But her senses were bedazzled
by his chameleon charm,
and as his impeccable, impossible pulchritude
blended with her own,
and desirous sighs escaped their satiated lips,
Jiralam seized the amulet dangling
from his damp chest and
hurled it from the bed,
dashing the magic,
reverting, revealing
a bloated blob of malformed features
“You who shunned Ikmoch and embraced Jiralam,
know that I am he!
You who lorded your love aloofly,
taunting a lowly, lonely, homely man,
now share his bed and body!
Behold the naked truth, Cifolta,
and weep with shock and shame!”
And Cifolta clasped her own bright amulet
and cast it free from her breast,
shedding her gorgeous guise,
and a misshapen clump lay beneath Ikmoch,
her fleshy mess meshing with his own
as laughter wracked their wrinkles
And having much in common,
the lovers soon were wed,
and made many pretty children,
who bore no resemblance to their parents
Categories:
unflawed, irony, love,
Form:
Free verse