Good people think and do good
Wherever they go
There will only considerate people
Who don't intent harm
Wherever they go
Everything is safe.
Keep your hollow disposition,
Slave away to false ambition.
I’ve no time for wont contrition,
I shall thrive without permission.
Save my spot in death’s perdition,
Hellfire knows no inhibition.
Hear this haunting premonition:
“Time will seek our demolition.”
I give faith its due position.
Still, I hold one opposition:
Man is bound by sin’s condition.
Hence, I rest in my suspicion.
Balanced minds breed erudition,
Naïve hearts fuel pride’s emission.
Here I thrive without permission,
There you die in fool’s submission.
Flashing neon sign danger.
The typical teenager.
And this son wouldn't listen.
Total hormone affliction.
He weed-whacked the old man.
Red welts but no stitches.
So, I had to open a can.
Changed his whole Disposition.
Purple shadows dancing and laughing with clowns
How does it matter when the grim reaper smiles
Vultures and dragons fly missed horizon
Parrots and cockatoos squawk talk through wireless connections Verizon ™
And when it's all said done
Methodical
2/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
A PURPOSE FILLED LIFE
Teach me O Lord,the wisdom of Your word,to praise as David praised
Maybe to suffer as with Job.To love as Solomon in his Song and to belong.
Guided by Proverbs, epigrams to employ and understand life as Ecclesiates,and will to will Your will. Yet come aside& in your arms be still.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2014
Look at the stars, look at how they shine for you and everything you do
- Coldplay - Yellow
ASTRAL DISPOSITION
The twizzle etchings in the Winter sky, electrifying,
those sparkling spectators of spectacular spin —
the height, the depth, velocity is riveting
and it’s all for you, my Dear
Millions of miles away, rambunctious smiles, applause —
serenade of plucking wings, society of carefree things
and it’s all for you, my Dear
With sophist swag, quill and ink — destiny curves,
loquacious cursive of psaltery stars
and it’s all for you, my Dear
Integrity and grit — eternity’s candlelit, luminous flames
of red, orange and green, yellow, white and blue
and it’s all for you, my Dear
2/15/2020
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Smile: Soul's euphoric disposition artfully designed on anticipation's lips!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 April 2018
Coming out of a cold season
Which I admire
Going into a warmer season
Causing me to perspire
But I do desire this warmer season
I claim and commit to spring
Speaking of a seasonal special emotion
The next season causes me to have
A melt down of considerable disposition
And yes, cook an egg on the hood
Of your car. Even to hot to barbeque.
I'll take that cue excuse me.
I despise the season, SIZZLING
SUMMER, when cold lemonade is
Worth more than a fifty dollar bill.
I'm liable to stick my head
Inside of a grocery store freezer
As the store clerk says chill man its
Not that bad.
Perspiration touching the eyeballs burning.
Hungry for the coldest winter, yearning for
A crystal clear tall glass of frigid AIR!
there's a boiling point of perspiration in creases
I never knew I had.
Where is the first snow flake I'm wishing for?
Cheerful smiling hummer,
slurping sunshine while it's summer!
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Frosty takes his leave
melting snow on the hillside
Spring has her warm ways
Failed Disposition
Defining failure my disposition from you,
never seemingly doing your right thing to do.
Internalized lost character, anger held within,
left feeling I am the worst man amongst men.
Agonizing pains clarity as the truth is disagreed,
drops fall upon drops in red rivers my heart bleeds.
Terrorized mentality stamped into catatonics state,
running from fates destiny in between love and hate.
bmdavey@
02/07/16
I confess my disposition to the world,
the nature of my being-- my soul,
that of romantic and tragic Spirit
quarter me, pierce me, kiss me
but never break the beating heart
within me!
:: 1-13-2016 ::
Heaving grey heaven
Dragged over the rooftops
Like a sullen stale duvet
Beneath a stillness beyond still
Whispering privately
‘The grey returning’
This time of feeling
So familiar
Same world, altered mind
Grey sky drifting
Somewhere
©dbyrne Aug 2014
My current disposition is blue.
It seems like an indelible hue.
I am so sad.
This is so bad.
The one who did this to me was you.
Inspired by another member's poem
4-08-2012 The Sweet Disposition
Much higher than than clouds, where possessions are nothing but dead weight,
Where all can walk freely without losses of defeat,repeat,belief,
Open doors that have not been dreamed of before,portholes of the stars,
Please open this man cage,I must drink my thirst of there you are,
The stones at my feet turn to sand,to dust,to the hardened hearts,
No longer I wait,I chase my eyes to follow,my feet up to shallow,
Away from the minds that collect in the deep,where there they remain hidden,
My love is that of the rain that's falling,the trees that are reaching,
The ground that is needing, your heart to be feeding,dreaming,fleeing,
The sweet disposition of the bright light which finds us,
Is not of this world,the last ,or the next.
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