Best Unpleasing Poems

Classical infusion Beethoven’s “ode to joy”
Playing on blaring audiophile speakers annoy 
Purposely looped to destroy vagrants with electronic music
Blends of subversive elements and anxious acoustic 
Solution to loitering the bodega doo dropping
Spicy Shiitake broth smelling pissy store front, 
Jaded daily stunt, at midnight wino corks...

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God Bless The Child
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


God bless the child that see’s no evil
The child that digs within his soul
To survive unpleasing
With pain never easing; just teasing

God bless the child that clashes with the Titans
The child fighting...

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I thought it was my imagination, when 
I saw it coming,
I felt the warm, intimate air, coming closer
And closer and closer into my left side of my face,
I gave him the instance and manner of His presence

What a pleasant activity to termination
His face was contentment,...

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See we know about traditional old skool 
gangster new school and mumble 
well I’m the additional 
mister medicinal 
brain cells missing 
brain fail consistent 
I’ll stand here and diss you all 
don’t get me fishing fool 
I didn’t grow up on a council estate 
an...

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Upon this scene of anguish, I abide no hope.
As yet,  the dreary,  silent,  silent!
For on the eve’ of my existence.
Blood spilling... no resistance!

Duty called rendering my presence.
Tis' fidelity dwelling amid raw courage.
I felt the enemy’s arrows endeavored to discourage;
Death a most certain...

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We lived in many houses
throughout my childhood
'though some were worse than others
none of them were good

Some had moldy odors
that (at best) were most unpleasing
others had thick coats of dust
that left me coughing, wheezing 

One's floor had fallen out
another's ceiling had caved in
you can just imagine
the...

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A friend is someone special
One that loves you for you
Loves you for your mistakes
And picks you up
When you don't know what to do
Life is a lesson
And lessons are to be learned
A friend is a blessing
When you feel you've been burned
You Are You
Never be anything different
Even...

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I was a self-admitted misanthrope	 
unwilling to lose or drop a case.
I often threw a rope-a-dope
just to win; I never lose face.

I worked the dark streets
for dark, and even darker, clients
while the cops walked their beats,
shadows showing giants.

As far as I was concerned,
they were all...

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Paperless files prepared by pathetic people for patients never properly prevail
After the scanning is situated it seems their salary is second hand, sadly sadistic!
Nurses nurture but stick needles in arms nine times like a rusty and nasty nail
Doctors must drink dill juice with breath like...

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Your love is a yellow hue
do paint me this meadow
with delight from Dion's blues
pleasing the third quarter ear.

When it chirrups chirrups!
& rock my heart so fierce
do strum your gentle palms
& lips blushing pilgrims.

And in some mannerly devotion show
tread upon my winter seasons
unpleasing the envious autumn,
when...

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I have been waiting,
Waiting for thee that's going to help me stop thinking,
Thinking of how life is so unpleasing,
Unpleasing from issues that make you stop hoping,
Hoping to one day meet someone loving.

You came into my life peacefully,
Created your territory carefully,
Planned your game plan to work,...

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Bittersweet-- 
a word that has always meant so much more to me than 
I think it was supposed to.
Of course, bitter coffee with sweet sugar comes to my tongue before anything else and then more:
Bittersweet,
A mood, 
A feeling, 
An attitude, 
Meaningful but lackluster,
Luke warm (a...

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Whoever tries to interfere
with this mystery about me:
is in for a stunning surprise,
everything deeply concealed
can't possibly be  revealed!
Others will sell their soul to green,
to be in the glamorous spotlight; 
and the irony, beside the folly,
never demands an apology 
and be apparent in every delusional...

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The mind doesn't passively await impressions, no tabula rasa,
The mind is active, understanding, not just a passerby.
He had bete noire towards Christianity, a Scottish Nominalist,
David Hume, born in Edenborough, was a philosophical skeptic.
Born in 1711, died in 1776,
Two months after America’s Independence, a historical prolix.
Pride...

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Perpetuate and Must Wait

Problems President Trump does perpetuate;
While on him we will all have to still wait;
Head hard and hollow;
Unpleasing performance and position must vacate.

Jim Horn...

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