Not all tongue that wag
You dishonorably gag …
Of course not that of my Neighbor
Which assigned to itself Christ’s Labor
For it doesn’t behind lag
And will ever out ***,
While demolishing knickers that sag;
Women that fripperies drag,
Hundreds of cosmetics bag,
Fun always pokes at a hag
Or lanes walk that zigzag
And in the church read a mag!
The tongues that sensibly wag
Should about it richly brag,
Even as their victims nag,
Their anger rocky crag.
Categories:
dishonorably, character, god, wisdom, women,
Form: Rhyme
winning his ticket home dishonorably, the victor lies in a ditch
12/23/2018
Contest: Winners and Losers
Sponsor: Silent One
Categories:
dishonorably, war,
Form: Monoku
THE ADVENTURE, HER
Eyes
Deep, shimmering pools
Drowning fevered fools
Voice
Feigning tenderness, tragic
Whispered, lilting magic
Scent
Je Reviens enchanting
Left shamelessly panting
Hair
Bouncing raven tresses
Velvety elucidated guesses
Smile
Sparkling white gradients
Breath-stealing bright radiance
Lips
Succulent raspberry fruit
Passion's delicious route
Shape
Form-filling voluptuous esses
Curvaceously exploiting dresses
Skin
Satiny cappuccino wrapping
Exploring fingers, mapping
Taste
Tippy-top to feet
Nectarous, tangy, sweet
Whole Package
Symmetry imperfectly perfected
Entirely painstakingly inspected
Plan
Moonlight eventide, upended
Enjoyment, dishonorably intended
Result
Personal intentions, punted
"Hunter" becomes "Hunted"
Afterglow
Her sensual surprise =
My satiated eyes.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Six-Word Couplet Series Encore" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.
Categories:
dishonorably, adventure, appreciation, beauty, body,
Form: Couplet
Behind the glass I've longed to be
so that the world is mine to see
who'd have known it'd come to pass
my life would end behind the glass
he had a gun and temper hot
he did not care who it was he shot
this place had done him wrong you see
they'd put him out dishonorably
to take out anger was his only strife
did not care if he took a wife
and mother of those he did not know
who'd hear on the news while at home
that this lady they loved so much
was taken by such a violent touch
a woman who preached peace was the best
is now with violence laid to rest
what is this world if peace cannot win
when does violence end and peace begin
this poem is written as if it were true
sad thing it could be me or you
in a second could see our life just pass
as we sit and watch from behind the glass.
written by DeeDeeCooper
Categories:
dishonorably, conflict, life, perspective, poetry,
Form: I do not know?
Where did my poetic voice go ?
Creativity ?
Trying to signal Maya Angelou that spoke to me.
A struggle to continue
Irony.
Writing a poem that perceived me.
"Life is like a house and failure is a hole in the wall ."
Now a hole in my credibility.
The power to turn words to poetry
But what makes me worthy ?
The empty lines is all i see.
The repetition of the sound "E"
This poem is killing me.
Staying away from preschool clichès
This is dishonorably the last thing you want to see
But she wrote it and stupidly called herself
Me.
Categories:
dishonorably, metaphor, write,
Form: Narrative
acrostic
Regiments of verse march in rhythm.
Eagerly they traipse word by word
Combing the theater of my mind.
Trying this ancient captain’s orders.
Inspired to pass the roll call of muster,
Former battle veterans re-up
Yearning for more difficult assignments.
I choose my warriors cautiously
Strategizing before and after each revision.
Attention! inspection is nearly complete.
Bravely comes the posting of my piece.
Encamped just outside the reader’s battleground,
Testing my troops for the final draft,
Treason is discovered, some soldiers go AWOL.
Enemies within, enemies without,
Renegades are dishonorably discharged.
Weightier words are chosen as replacements
Orderly guarding each post as prescribed,
Resolutions must go past mere wishing
Determining the success of this poet.
written 06 January 2016, revised 03 February 2020
Matt Caliri - Resolutions Poetry
Categories:
dishonorably, 11th grade, allegory, military,
Form: Acrostic
My father never was the man
I expected him to be
He wasn't the drunk
who would lose his temper
and out lash at the ones he claimed
to love
Nor was he the man
who raised his fist out of anger
to every women who did him wrong
My father wasn't the man
who though bragged about his time
spent serving the usmc
was dishonorably discharged
He wasn't the man who claimed us
as his little girls
yet allowed our virtue to be taken away
by a complete stranger
For you see
that man was merely a creator
not a parent
and certainly not a father
he simply was a what not to be
guide for life
My sperm donor created me pain
for years
it wasn't until i truly looked around
and saw the evil that he created
that i knew
The man that I pushed away for years
the one who showed
nothing but love
and support
to both my mother
and the kids she added
the man who I rudely labeled
as just being a stepfather
the one who held me
during every
break up
every lost of a friend
through
everything
He's the one who is
MY FATHER
not the man who fooled me for
years
Categories:
dishonorably, abuse, family, father, father
Form: Free verse
The mob operates in New York silently,
stealing from people quietly,
Everyone is afraid to make them
accountable,
so they sit back and allow them
to act dishonorably,
hiding their chicanery,
and functioning through corporations large and small,
Setting up citizens for the ultimate fall,
acquiring fortunes through deceptive practices,
bragging and celebrating about their competencies,
The Mob doesn't have a conscience and never will,
They are resigned to cheating people in order
to satisfy their cheap thrills,
Yet, the underworld knows exactly what they do,
The tarot cards never lie, neither does voodoo.
Categories:
dishonorably, introspectionpeople, people,
Form: Prose Poetry