Creditor Poems | Examples

Depression

Beware!  In my Dwelling, a predator
slinks in without Even saying hello -
spirit who Pretends he’s my creditor -
green with greed and Remarkably yellow.
My words have Escaped this parasite-pest,
“You are So unwelcome here, a no-guest,
a remnant Scrap from a life I once led."
You would bleed me white or kill me Instead.
I ban you contender Of aggression,
Begone Now! rid me of this depression.

HEART aldravia

              heart
               benign
                intrinsicaly
                  heart
                   creditor
                  worthy

Creditor and Debtor Converse

Paul wants to his debts pay by installments
Red-eyed Mark holds not back raw sentiments.

“The cash you plan to release me piecemeal 
I could lavish in some delicious meal,
Kitchens crossing their doors to food feel
And pubs parting their curtains to thirst heal:

Now, Red-Hot Mark not sure of starting deals 
Nor big transactions providing fast wheels.
Next, a Paul begging lender use of his brain
And brotherly saving of deserved pain…

“You know installments can’t drive a bargain
Which no strength saps while it assures gain!”

“Yes, but I know Little does help The Big 
And one less lucky with hair tries The Wig”

When creditor and debtor converse 
Check it: one wants to a few things reverse.

Selective Memory

Hate memorizes more and forgets less than love,
as well as creditor and debtor... !

Pidgeon Tattooed With Much Food

a steady pidgeon
for him will provide much food
with white is tattooed

tried to save my skin
to find would go on a spin
found world full of sin

paper does pertain
readers who remain in rain
have become insane

went to news auction
came up with concoction
had used much caution

know an editor
performs as news predator
well known creditor

A Sudden Decision To Hate Max

A sudden decision to hate Max
Who sent his bills like a tax,
Although, I’d wired him a fax
About a song I must first wax.

A reason to twist and turn
And out wardly burn,
Letting prejudice be born
And a relationship torn:
My defense; an easy-going creditor
Can bide with a lazing debtor

After I’d begun to hate Max
My face became supremely Lax
As though some stuff devoured from Octavio Paz.

Important Part News Plays

Important part news plays
Does amaze when God will raise
Me up so Him can praise

have been enduring
we need news reassuring
Can be curing

mad mistake truly
hung down head like Tom Dooley
riders are unruly

when we joined news club
ended up eating a sub
at the nearest pub

we had heard news creed
they became a restless breed
for news that we need

when we pay our dues
receive paper full of news
then went for a cruise

heard that each editor
became a news predator
also a creditor

when we joined news crowd
had great skills and were endowed
with them we are proud

news was over barrel
they put on proper apparel
sand a Christmas carol

Embarrassment

Last week, I walked up to a woman,
My arms encircling her un-notified waist,
After stiffly pointing out to some man
His not- funny miscalculations from childish haste…

Only yesterday was trailing after another woman in hilarity
Over her hip-describing shorts
And a not-tall one for a charity, 
My eyes her high-heeled shoes giving teasing shots.

All these: grudge-unleashing embarrassment
And in even kangaroo courts, a harassment;
A boulder-large embarrassment, an embrace by the insane
Sincerely acting one’s old acquaintance,
To surely leave one in palpable pain
A creditor for his money breathing open threats of disturbance.

Embarrassment is that a woman could kill for,
Of her gross belittling, exceedingly sure ;
Some wives proceeding on hunger strike
Until the sadists their husbands join them to dislike.

Squarely, a pitying of self while wallowing in shame,
A never ever feeling the same
With a shovelful of agitation
For the deliberate intimidation,
Sufferers carelessly freeing the lock to Violent Reaction
On the spot, denied the Shock Absorber for humorless action.

No Repentance In Grave

No repentance in grave: 
The Holies don’t the company of sinners crave.
It’s no mere echoing of a Bible verse:
A trillion woes await the indicted hearse.

Every Deity should feel A Perfect Fool
Forgiving The Now-Lifeless with a stony look,
All subjects upholding the rule 
That at a transgressor should be thrown the book.
One doesn’t repent, when it’s time to decay
Or mention a debt one's creditor no longer wants one to pay.

Living

Every cell in my body’s tweeting out pain
Something undiagnosed like a speeding train
Wants to kill my physical but not my brain
So I’ll just keep dictating my life’s refrain.

If you’re living, then you’re dying
But ride the former  like a roller-coaster dream
Always giving, ever flying
Ride tornados over rainbows where cities gleam.

One daughter has cancer, the other’s a mess
And the balance in the bank could not be less
The phone rings nonstop with those creditor pests
But me and family still see life as blest.

If you’re living, then you’re dying
But ride the former  like a roller-coaster dream
Always giving, ever flying
Ride tornados over rainbows where cities gleam.

My friend’s son passed last year, same age as my own
Friend lost their job, now could be losing their home
Loss is relative, attitude sets the tone
Someone’s always got it worse, so live don’t moan!

If you’re living, then you’re dying
But ride the former like a roller-coaster dream
Always giving, ever flying
Ride tornados over rainbows where cities gleam.


July 11, 2019

Mimi Kanawa

Mimi Kanawa lives on

A sore thumb in the rain

Creditor she preferred

A debtor she stood like a trout to bait

Hunger swallowed her so

But death stung her not

Being a hard row to hoe.

Mimi Kanawa made a parting with the road

That was so well made

The price overtook her

Repeatedly on this road

Though nothing lasts forever

Her gaze will always reign

For from her timeless gaze

Nothing will erase

Until I tell this tale

Of a fate too true to be stale

Air As My Walls

I woke up on the outside 
of earth somewhere floating to the moon 
I was pissed last night I had no 
possession of my anger 
The only friends I have are my academics 
and the gems I make for breaking the grades
All year I spoke to god
I asked for no favors I hoped he was
less stressed 
but instead set clouds of twisters and blizzards
death roamed all year like the last one
there is no difference anymore
more than a million body bags filled today
every blink of an eye
me and people do not see eye to eye
my minds not incarcerated everyone else's
living life like theres no purpose 
that's the trapped idiotic life
my father died when I was only ten 
knew nothing but vandalism 
I black diamond for a heart 
no feelings to be felt no help of any type of wealth
I just had myself 
God as the moon God as my witness 
not a gift giver or a miracle creditor 
As as my walls 
there was no barrier besides lies and sick 
thinking that money meant everything

Fed Up

Fed Up (with the Shutdown)



Go to work everyday,
but I don’t get paid
MasterCard creditor chain letters
said I was a New America
	    debt slave

Was Union told the Federate zeroes
on my paycheck is retroactive
Ain’t got no money to buy food tho’ ... 
guess I have to survive 
on government 
          sound-byte fumes to live

I’m fed up with the Federal shutdown,
I’m sick and tired
of listening to Dem Republican clowns

Been going to work every unpaid day,
and I ain’t noticeably gotten any
Benjamin balm better
So weary from getting frozen wages — 
I seek chimney heat,
by bitterly burning those personal 
property auction letters

Was blue blot told the blank gray zeroes
on my pay stub is rebel non-negotiable
Ain’t got no cash to purchase gas tho’ ... 
guess I gotta suck up
mo’ government 
          sound-byte fumes for po’ survival

I’m fed up with the Federal shutdown,
I’m hurting from hearing
White House noise by Congress clowns

Go to work everyday,
but I ain’t yet been paid
MasterCard creditor chain letters
said Freddie Irish me was a ***** Adopted
	    dollar bill slave

This Time

In the face of war
Loudly our fears drum.

The lioness ready for a feast
I heard Lucifer is angry against God
Battling to get Him to His kneels.

Blood is reigning
The blood sucker awaken
In pieces the sky has fallen
The moon now a commoner  
And the sun a drunk wanderer.

Where are the innocence
The black cloud acquires,
Vultures need the flesh of the angels
Their bone the dogs also desire.

The dragon has been unleashed to flood the world,
This time, no one is right enough not to be wrong,
Yes, No saints, No Noah,
No ark to sail to a new world.
Death our creditor, we the borrower
The covenant can't be erased not even a word.
See what we have done to ourselves fighting our creator
See how we successfully drive ourselves to our destructions.

If God finally conquer the Armageddon
In the recreation of a new kingdom
I will want to be the Adam without eve
Dying to see what difference that will make indeed
Because this world is such a complicated trip
The returnees will hate to repeat.

Speaking Ill of the Dead

Dishonorable plastic discharge
gouge a crater debt 
of predatory lending regret

Dead faces on printed paper
exercise still
their executive will

Oppressive weight
from the mausoleum stacks
of dollar bills

Folded temptation — 
some crispy new,
others old and faded
Both remain in
C-4 spend circulation

See for the blast damage done
to the slug underbelly
Crawl into the barrel
of a power drunk 
cellar dream cluster fermenting

So psychotropic ink sick
from chasing the jade paper trail
Dead faces stay buried 
in their head

Throttle the creased kick,
unfurl the abominable pirate sail
Skim cream of the dairy
udderly dead

Emerald leaven rolls
hidden 
in the basement mattress
Adjacent to the Egyptian carvings
on the ivory headboard
of a Cleopatra-scented bed

Whispering voices,
from a dank, debt dungeon, 
echo lovingly ...
with craven, creditor joy

They murmur ecstatically
of the profits reaped 
in the name of idol presidents
lying in earthen beds

Covetously urging 
the living 
to never speak
ill of the minted dead

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