People ask
as they wonder,
what holds
you? Is it
fear? Is it
doubt? Is it
distrust? or is it
all or
neither?
A flower is brought
into this world amidst
chaos
unknowingly
what it may
encounter yet
it remains
pure.
Confined by
discourtesy
trickled by
irregularities
lured by
fallacies yet
stands still as
nature's
gift
as it
shimmers
brightly.
Categories:
discourtesy, allegory, beauty, birth, growth,
Form: Free verse
Joy descends on the road,
peace, past discourtesy
when genunine pardon
is offered unconditionally.
Categories:
discourtesy, 11th grade, forgiveness, joy,
Form: Verse
using Tamerlane verse (Edgar Allen Poe)
As windows on this world get stuck;
disgust demands space on the lip.
Events I have not thought about
reveal hatred, make me upchuck
and fills untrusting minds with doubt.
Men’s base unkindness gets a grip
attacking vision with its whip.
When insult renders reason flat
without question, the end is that.
No hope - political affairs,
instead I offer frequent prayers
and leave off worry, spin and cares.
I probe God’s promise verse by verse
unearth a blessing sans a curse.
To find His voice removes the strain
and clears the fog off windowpane.
Man’s self-control declines with time
suspicion, vitriol are primed.
Determined thought will never still
discourtesy as major cause.
Respect needs willingness to chill
for biased minds feed scruple’s flaws.
January 9, 2020
Dear Heart's Contest: Take the Dagger Out
Categories:
discourtesy, 11th grade, bullying, political,
Form: Rhyme
Quickly,
Quickly,
Quickly.
You spoke in search of light relief
And hearing your cries for Help
I cried myself to Sleep
On the rotten old couch upstairs
While Mum Cradled you in your Marital Bed
I Prayed religiously
Death come Quickly
To Shelter
You from the Cancer Pain
A Milkshake Cocktail of Morphine
To Aid Discomfort
While thinking all the While
Show your Face God
Where is your Grace and Mercy
When it comes to the Innocent
I fear you have done not only my Family
But the entire World
A Discourtesy
Ask anyone and they shall say
He was 1 of the Good One's
Wouldn't hurt a Fly , Never told a Lie
And come December 28th
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
The Floor opened up the Gates of Hell
And ever since
I Fall and Fall
Quicker,
Quicker,
Quickly
A Pithy End
My Father
My Friend
My Support
My Sponsor
Amen
Categories:
discourtesy, cancer, death, slam,
Form: Free verse
Patron's now kind words flooded foreman's brain -
such praise from Mayor High, much grandiose!
" I'm sorry, Senor Huerra, you couldn't attend
the party I gave her last week in her honor.
Margarita's been home three weeks."
" I was in Santa Barbara, Alcalde, and only
arrived back yesterday. As soon as I heard the
good news of Margarita's arrival, I came to
Peralta as rapidly as possible. I hope you'll
forgive any unintentional discourtesy. Missing
your party lies heavy on my heart."
"Enough said about that, Don Huerra. Will you and
your vaquero honor me by dining with us tonight?"
"It would be my pleasure, Alcalde. It's often said
that to be Don Jose Hernandez's guest is to know fullest
happiness."
"Very good, senor. Your pun's well taken."
"Sometimes such absurdities slip out, Alcalde. Forgive me.
Categories:
discourtesy,
Form: Free verse
One day I wish to be in the place where 'you' stand now ,
One day I wish to be more close to the discourtesy and vow,
Not to make you suffer the bruises, lacerations and blow,
But just to see 'you' affixed where I'm now,
You'll pity the pain I'm going through, You'll sense my innocence.
Categories:
discourtesy, betrayal, faith, feelings, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse
O, you left without us saying farewell
I know you meant no discourtesy, dear
You were just so eager to go. Each cell
Of your being was homesick being here
Each hour was filled with a longing to know
For we did not just from nothing appeared
But from a veil beyond time came to show
Love's omnipresence in his word declared
I know your dust sleep still where you were laid
And your flesh awaits the sweet trumpet's sound
But the being that's your spirit just wade
Up to heaven and I on Sinai's ground
Still wanders around. I love you, miss you
But will not cry, just long for my city
And the good company. Old loves made new
Farewell then, see you again in glory.
Categories:
discourtesy, deathlonging,
Form: Verse