deny
unworthy, useless
failing, flopping, disappointing
application, effort, success, achievement
celebrating, cheering, applauding
happy, successful
accept
If a parliamentarian votes yes,
Does he say A or Aye?
Can we trust that politician.
If instead he says AI?
Is he speaking tongue in cheek?
Is he confused, merging A and Aye
Or using a new form of double speak?
Might he be a historian
Lost in thoughts of Israel’s Ai?
When asked mother may I
Write my essay with AI
Whatever comes of AI
To a data dump say Aye
But an AI tome please deny
May it never meet the Eye!
You can't deny me we were a true love story
Accepted your prize as reveled in your glory
Because I can feel you, and you can feel me
You can deny me, but you will never be free
You can leave me, and go find another lover
But inside you will still love me like no other
Making love to them like making love to me
You can deny me, but you will never be free
Scorn me in hatred; but I could not care less
Embedded into my heart, you were the best
Hurt on my feelings, no one can hurt like me
You can deny me, but you will never be free
Sorry, but I never asked for you to burn me
Now, what should have been, can never be
But I will still haunt you no matter your plea
You can deny me, but you will never be free
Deny the whispers that snake through the cracks,
their weight too heavy, their truth too raw.
Shield your soul with veils of silence,
words wrapped in shadows, never fully formed.
Defend the fortress you built in haste,
each brick laid with trembling hands,
each wall painted with promises unkept.
Stand your ground against the tidal doubt,
even as the waves carve their mark.
Dispose of the echoes that linger too long,
discard the shards of battles once fought.
Let the ruins crumble into forgotten dust,
for in their absence, a seed takes root.
A Synogogue in flames, and the hate..Whats all this in
Australia mates? Live and let flourish is what I know
The older generations taught me so.' Strong work
Ethics; and time for your brother, not this 'clockwork destructive'
Well..? That belongs to others.!! The jackboot crowd clad
In hugo boss, facades of order, thin veneer some gloss..
No doubt self-haters.) Devoid of love; acting with satan the
Hand in their glove..Yet things can be turned.' Things can
Be better, follow the spirit of Love, not the dark rules letter
You were told 2020 (and not my me!) there is no law just
Made up rules you see.!! Those born of the spirit, can break
All chains' in Christ is freedom ( its real simple and plain.)
Sisters and brothers if you wish 'truly to live' step away from all fear, reach for the stars now, His greater gifts are so near.!
AI bye bye
just don't fly
poet's heart cry
I writ a poem while in the loo
Not busy, nothing else to do
I writ it on some toilet paper
Recapturing some of a lost night’s caper
It seem so quickly things go wrong
Woke up this morning in a thong
Somehow it seems to fit just right
Not too loose, not too tight
My co-conspirators will give me thanks
When I fill in those missing blanks
OH, someone pounding on the door
The paper’s gone, I’ll write no more
Deny my love
Deny my love
Deny my love
Take me back
Take me back
To the beginning
Where our love is
Take me back
Take me back
To the beginning
Where are love is
Run around
Run around the fear, love
Peer into your own heart
Looking back from the mirror
Cracks in the heart bleeds
Running down the mirror I see
Back to love now
Back to love now
What ya running from
Humbly;
With no disrespect,
Or ill manner;
Were I Jesus,
I’d build my church on her!
Simon Peter would deny me thrice,
But I could rely on her. I can.
She’s never let me down.
So, on her I’d build my church,
The foundation;
She’d be my rock.
And in her I’d plant my seed,
Assured; come harvest, I’ll reap!
Whatever you may think of this,
Precisely, it is as I mean!
@rudd_poetry
#PoetryNeverLies
#MyLife_MyPoetry
This morning, soft amber light woke me.
Its warmth held me in a lover's embrace,
whose fingers gently touched my face.
Sunshine danced with such lively esprit,
beckoning me to come and play outside.
An invitation that could not be denied.
at times what was not said
speaks louder than what was said
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
“King Lie”
His name was Lie.
He carried his name high.
He could not deny
The lie he led.
He gleamed from
Cheek bone to cheek bone;
When no one opposed
The lies he led,
When there was no truth to be told.
Why should anyone care?
He thought
“If no one cares
I can be bold.
More lies to be told.
I’ll never grow cold.”
“Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!” He laughed.
Knowing that he lied,
And no one died.
I don’t have to hide
In a cesspool of pride.
Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!
My name is Lie,
And I really do lie......
I am the King of lies
No one will pass me by.
What fools they are.
I am the biggest lie.
I lie about this and I lie about that.
I lie, I lie, I lie.
Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!
Take hold my hand.
Let’s go lying today.
Won’t that be fun?
This is not a pun.
Let’s go buy a gun.
That will be so much fun.
We’ll lie about this and we’ll lie about that.
Tomorrow we’ll sit and make law
For all who don’t lie....
Is indeed a Great Honor.
Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!
I need no dog, the arrogant, annoying flea biter said.
He promptly did a summersault on his sweet head.
Well don’t look at me, said the old man flea Lee.
I am biting flesh right now, but no dog I see.
The dog gave a yelp and scratched a hole in his back.
But he was not as quick as the flea known as Yak.
Yak jumped out of the way, for he was a jumping flea.
Haha! Yak yelled with a shout. No creature got me!
Let’s go for the cat, the flea biter suggested.
They don’t taste very appealing said Sue, who had nested.
I think this is a giant, maybe a mollusk, or a squid.
It cannot be a dog; he died. His name was Kid.
It is futile to deny yourself
I never could before.
I certain cannot deny myself now.
Two of my few nevers.
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