Cowed Poems | Examples

Lunch on Third Avenue

Had lunch with a friend
And we sat in the shade
In a sidewalk arrangement
The restaurant made.

I live on the east side
And she on the west.
We meet to catch up 
At each other’s request.

The corner was busy
And traffic zipped by.
With sirens and buses,
I’m not gonna lie,

The noisiness level
Was blaring and loud,
Plus bulldozers rolled
As pedestrians cowed.

Construction just added
More rat-a-tat-tats,
With shouts from the workers
In safety-type hats.

My friend and I chatted,
Our voices both raised,
Delighted to be there,
New Yorkers unfazed.

Walking Through The Veil of Hate

I walk through life like a shadow unseen,  
Because they treat me like I’ve never been.  
No chains can bind me, no laws confine,  
Yet they whisper doubts as if they’re mine.  

Why do you fear the faith I hold?  
Why does my truth leave hearts so cold?  
Is it my wisdom that shakes your ground,  
Or the strength in me that won’t bow down?  

I have seen the darkest nights unfold,  
Where silence screams and hate takes hold.  
Yet through the storm, I stand unbowed,  
Resilient still, never cowed.  

Through the veil of hate, I stride,  
Unfazed by scorn, untouched by pride.  
For in the fire, I forge my way,  
And rise anew with each new day.

I support our Monica'

My eyes grow wet, and my heart is swollen as i follow the
Words Monica has just spoken.' She is going after that dirty
Dingo dan, genocidal doer of the culling plan.' A silent
Cheer fills me up.' My spiritsl now on fire 'cause our girl is tough'
An angry Aussie she will not be cowed.' A determined
Battler..Of who I'm proud; proud; proud.' She says that
Millions won't buy her off.' Yet there will be those (who doubt and scoff ) well i stand by her in poems and prayers.'
As she fights for all Aussies.' Man shes way out there.!!
Fighting for a country once the envy, of the western world..!
And it will be once more.! I SAY GET YOUR FLAGS UNFURLED!! You have just to stand.' Behind this slip of
A girl.' And rid yourself of the traitors.' Its time again for
Australia.. Now to stun this world.!!

Funny Contradictions

A friend said, rather smugly,
you can't be "pretty ugly";
and where is the good,
and what is the likelihood
of one being "clearly misunderstood"?

An expression he's also dismissing
(or as kids say, "dissing"),
is so silly: "found missing".
And you can bet money
no one is "seriously funny".

Few people are ever cowed,
or have to get loud,
speaking to a "small crowd",
and (sorry if it's crass):
what exactly is "liquid gas"?

The Domain of Fear

The Domain of Fear

The Devil and hell, all Christians would agree,
Are the fate awaiting non believers like me.

But if you search the Scriptures you’d see,
Both Satan and hell are nowhere to be
Found in the Writings of the Jews,
And to Christians, this is real news.

All dead people went to the place of the dead.
Sheol was the name and there was no dread,
Of modern heaven or hell.
Good or bad, that’s where you’d dwell.

But Christians came up with this permanent abode,
So as to keep the believers cowed.

And the Devil? Nowhere in the Jewish Scripture.
Of The Satan, we have a different picture.
A vassal of God, no power to harm.
He only does God’s bidding, (turn down your alarm).
Look at Job with God and the Adversary.
There is no dissent, God need not parry.

Both concepts are fiction, made up to cause fear
So that followers would obey, listen and adhere.

Keelhaul

"Thou a cacodemon" jeered the crowd.
She heard all those voices , clear and loud.
They stormed and cowed her down. 
All they wanted was to see her drown.

Tired of all the incessant goad.
She chose to lurk in her abode.
She's now another dancing clown.
With griefs that weigh her down. ??

Dare The World

                                 
Dare anyone in this wide world,
To tell you, to line up and take it?

Use your head, if you want to be free,
You must have courage and grand espirit!

Dare ye not follow the lame, boring crowd,
Who want you as just another sheep, humble and cowed.

Don’t blame evil leaders, if you won’t speak out against madness,
That is what we do now, creating a universe full of violence!
     
By ignoring what a huge difference you can truly make,
Passive attitudes are a signal to all evil men, to be on the take!



                      11/10/2024

Out of the Night's Cloak

“The mind trestles the bridge to redemption.”
               – Thompson Emate

When night falls,
Sounds come from stalls
piercing through the tranquil night,
We seek for light.

The night awakens the eerie,
The ambience is dark and dreary,
We hear footsteps and see shadows,
The uncanny lurks outside our windows.

A bridge needs crossing when redemption sits on the other side,
From the sinister night, we cannot hide,
We prop feeble hope,
Even as the night takes us down a slope.

The night opens its door,
Strangers come out of the store,
We’re not cowed,
Our fears have been floored.


October 4, 2024.

Van Morrison 2024

Take some applause, for the message that floored
The propaganda 2020... 21.. You stood tall,  and spoke
Loud 'Ulsters son stood unbowed' you could not be cowed'
As humanity by power was defamed,l.' amidst false agenda
Out on a bender, as so called experts called surrender! yet you..You!
Stuck to your truth, its really plain.! so there is no day in
Court, reality has denied swann 'any rort?' And real truth has
Been shown; as not lame..' one more thing 'to be sure'
I'll put this on your door.. Van the man, standing tall'
For the people again.' He's preformed his greatest gig through false spin, all the lies' and all the pain.!

Headache

My head is aching, it's a skull pounding sensation.
My hands are shaking, from the constant anxious narration. 
Trying to breathe deeply, keep this train from leaving the station, 
I know this is my own diffident manifestation. 


For me anxiety is an expectation;
I stop talking to myself and start to listen, 
Let this fear become an infestation, it was all of my own creation. 
This is my cowed vocation.

Old-Fashioned Fools

A bagel shop displays a sign
That says, “No dogs allowed,”
But rules are rarely followed now
And signs leave no one cowed.

So oftentimes when I walk by,
A canine on a leash 
Strolls in as if his owner 
Sees the words, but can’t capeesh.*

The doctor’s office posts a note:
“No cell phone use inside,”
With which most waiting patients 
Somehow manage to abide.

Yet once again, there are a few
Who think they are exempt,
Which leaves the office manager
A little bit verklempt.**

I’m tired of people who ignore 
The stated rules, as well
As norms of our society;
Decorum’s gone to hell.

I miss the days when manners meant
You followed all the rules,
But those of us who do today
Are just old-fashioned fools.

*Americanized Italian for understand 
**Yiddish for frazzled

Splurge On That Urge

Sometimes I have this urge
The urge to cry aloud
I do not let it purge
I fight that big, black cloud

That tempestuous surge
Does totally enshroud
Till I am on the verge
Of being, by tears, cowed

I let myself submerge
In emotions that shroud
In time, I will emerge
Stronger than any crowd

Roses and Weeds

Such long hours he spends - back bent and head bowed,
laboring at a battle that will last
far beyond the day when death leaves him cowed,
to time when his name lives only in past.

"You fool! Why do you tend it? Let it be -
Let wild things flourish to Darwin's delight.
Those flowers are fragile - why can't you see?
Weeds are strong - let them conquer - tis their right!"

He straightens his back, eyes glistened by tears,
and looks at a rose, rich as regal blood.
"Aye, weeds grow well, fast and strong. In some years -
they may conquer all when I sleep in mud.

And beauty takes time, needs watching, takes toil.
But son, can't you see which merits the soil?"

9 June 2023

Was She Yggdrasil Or Old North

Was she a vision or the foretold prophecy from Norse shamanic lore?
No one questioned her as she transmogrified into a warrior in the great hall.
The king was cowed. “Are you Yggdrasil, Goddess of Life?” He asked.
Was she the keeper of the nine worlds? The rest of us looked on, awed.

She brought her entourage, a dragon, eagle, and four stags.
They appeared as she had, in front of the king, in the middle of court.
There were audible gasps. Was she Old North, coming to fetch the king?
We Germanic people began to pray, as we had never prayed before.

Lifting Up a Standard For the People

A banner of hope in a world so feeble,
A symbol of strength in a time of need,
A beacon of light for those who plead.

The world is dark, and the night is long,
The people are weak, and their faith is gone,
But there is a glimmer, a spark of hope,
That can help us all to cope,
Lifting up a standard for the people.

It starts with one, a single voice,
A choice to stand up, to make a noise,
To lift a standard high in the air,
And show the world that we still care.

For too long we've been beaten down,
By the weight of hate and the fear of clowns,
But it's time to rise up, to take a stand,
To lift our heads and raise our hand.

To say that we won't be silenced,
To declare that we won't be cowed,
To show the world that we won't give up,
No matter how hard the road is now.

For we are the people, we are the light,
We are the ones who will make things right,
And we will lift up a standard high,
To shine a light in the darkest sky.

So let us stand together, side by side,
And let our voices be heard far and wide,
As we lift up a standard for the people,
And show the world that we are still equal.

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