Discounted Poems | Examples

Shuffling Souls in Shifting Sands

Shifting standards in drifting sands,
where forgiveness is a sundae treat,
spins the wheel of fortune
to shuffle-card mode. 
Where truth is discounted, 
by dealing cards face-up, 
and uncounted.

it was never love, just imbalance

i used to think
loving you too much
was romantic.

now i see—
it was me
giving away parts of myself
like clearance items,
hoping you’d find value
in something
i had already discounted.

you thought my devotion
was desperation.

you watched me fold
into smaller versions of myself
just to fit your world.

and when i broke,
you called me dramatic.

but i wasn’t asking for too much.

i was just asking you
to notice
that i gave everything
and asked
for almost nothing.

now,
i look at who i was with you—
and i forgive her.

she didn’t know
love isn’t supposed to
humiliate.

Compassion 101

“Pray without ceasing; in everything give 
thanks; for this is God’s will for you in 
Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5;17-18.


The hands of compassion echo
kindheartedness like Christ conveyed.
To the Good Samaritan’s mind,
cost discounted; duty outweighed.

In disparate worlds without slurs
the hands of compassion echo.
It matters not where needs occur;
they’re unique, unlike art deco.

They are hands that go way beyond 
never grabbing, never gripping;
the hands of compassion echo,
off’ring help for someone slipping. 

To make the diff’rence in God’s sight,
always pray, give thanks and check - "Oh 
that we could know His perfect will!"
the hands of compassion echo.

What We All Want

My thoughts drift away to a time where 
children played in the streets,
and lemonade stands stood on the corner 
in the heat of day,
and ice cream trucks could play their gleeful tunes 
that brought children running,
and running children were happy,
and happy didn't mean wealthy,
and the wealthy didn't rule the world.
And everyone's word was considered by considerate hearts,
instead of drowned out and discounted by our wounded parts,
and happiness and harmony abound in the hearts of the living,
instead of contention and derision.
These are visions longing in each heart.
We just don't know it yet.

I Am Your Basic Product

I am your basic product in demand
I am on the market shelf discounted 
50% off, marked down as special
I am on the bridge between the shifts
I am a shopping spree gone wrong

Jumping off the ledge into the river cold
Time stands still regardless of the consequence  
Prices tumble but never fall                   
I am now drifting into savings
 
At landing I become the values earned
Coupons have no equal                   

Back on dry land I come alive
I come in 12 packs egg-less empty
In cartons at the grocery stores I hide
Behind the sales lost packaging

I am on sale at any price
I am the market value stamped
I am checked out at all cost
I am lost at a cost transcendent

Honestly Speaking

Honestly Speaking 
Frankly speaking one's candor
Has put me in some uncomfortable 
Situations. Honestly Speaking 

For instance, correcting someone of
The spelling of my name. Honestly Speaking 

I often address my feelings of confusion, 
Tension,  chaos. Honestly Speaking 

Often feel discounted, taken advantage of, 
And not appreciated. Honestly Speaking 

I'm not an attention-seeker nor do I prefer to chase
Anyone who sees my self-worth is also valuable. 
Honestly Speaking 

My straightforwardness in my process seems to
Hinder me for not being unpretentious. Honestly 
Speaking

I Found A Hair In My Eggroll

I found a hair in my egg roll  
                    Lipstick was left on my glass 
Discounted prices, no wonder
                      Bean curd is giving me gas

Cracks in the dishes are nothing
             Cracks in the seats are too much
My bottom’s nearly deflated  
              Next thing, the floor it will touch

Speaking of floors, they’re so sticky
               My foot stepped out of my shoe
An hour you’ve been in the bathroom  
                 Search party’s looking for you

Get me the check, where’s my cookie
                 Ugh, there’s no fortune inside
Chow Mein is starting to rumble
              Yuk! I think something has died

Ds having fun

Desiree Dissention disliked dishonest disorderly Denise
Discontented Destiny discounted Desiree’s dislike of Denise
Diabolical Denise displayed despotic disapproval of Desi
Desiree and Destiny’s discord disgusted Desi and Denise

and now for my next trick I will try to be seventy

and now for my next trick
I will try to be seventy
SEVENTY!
My brain yells “We are twelve!”
My soul yells “nineteen at the most!”
My arthritic ankles yell “we are a hundred.
Being seventy ought to be a cinch.”

What does seventy look like?
How does seventy act?
I know that seventy is invisible.
And seventy’s ideas are discounted
and seventy is easily ignored.

But I have little other knowledge
of how to be seventy.
I guess I will wing it.

Not Good Enough

Dimmissed, defective, unimportant,
Discounted, unworthy,
Unnoticed, undervalued,
Guilt-ridden, under-employed,
Underpaid, misunderstanding,
Unempathetic, overwhelmed,
Under duress, under siege,
Over-whelmed,
Over-dose, undertaker, underground

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Injustice Discounted

I bathe in the tears of your frailty.
Love has never seemed so distant as when two people are content with unhappiness.
Society assigns romance with an unrealistic interest rate.
A lifetime of loathing cost more than a lifetime of loneliness.
Before you deceive a woman make sure to dig a shallow grave with no tombstone.

Across a Bridge I Walk

across a bridge i walk
smiling at the lake's slow flow
then you come along
all of a sudden i want to buy a boat that i know not how to operate
you say hello
i reply hello back a little too quickly
then i notice the wedding band along with your smile
i wish you a good evening and stroll along
and so it goes, some things aren't meant to be

across a bridge i walk
smiling at the lake's slow flow
then you come along again
all of a sudden i want to buy a boat that i know my heck to check behind cannot afford
then i notice that i mistook your birthstone ring for a wedding band
i make light conversation on said bridge with a kind of shy, bashful tonality
you smile back at me and begin to do something similar to blushing
we walk together in the perfect, early fall weather, talking, laughing, and loosening up
we say our goodbyes when you tell me you have to go
i give you my cell phone number but do not ask for yours
i just wave back at you, admire your smile again, and watch you drive away
and so it goes, faith without works......mmmm hmmm
i think when i get to my car i am gonna google discounted, slightly used boats

The Vagaries of Time

The vagaries we grope with
The triumph of temptation avails
as the wind claws


Each heart is an ineligible abscess
Twisting lanes
Eternity scatters west
it all goes on paper
searching for a lunar shrine
a secret of scribbling sands
amongst the discounted heart

Issues

Matters of one's heart and mind conditions uninvited
                    confronts each of us. Hurdles and bobby traps complicate
                     our paths.

                    Where does one go from here ignored, discounted, or remain
                    consumed and forfeited or continue to persevere and hang
                     touch with these staying powers to master our issues.

Decoding the Message

DECODING THE MESSAGE

a gentle 
& tasteful
 critique
with
an ongoing
 preoccupatation
with
 figuration

a  change
in
direction
a collaboration
initiated
by
 memorabilia
of emerging
improvisation

a series
 concentrating
on fragments
 of imagery
 from
the  unexpectedly
&  overt
underlying

currently
 unscripted
this non-stop
 this
churn
now long long
forgotten &
 discounted ten
yet a
prized
 improvisation
of the
 intuitive
approach
 to a
creativity  
but
 so
compellingly
 strange

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
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