Foments Poems | Examples

Leave to Live

When home becomes a ring
And rivalry serves as supper
With the winner becoming lord
By a blow below the belt 
Leave to live

When the bed becomes a field
Hosting rival players
And a goal is instant defeat
When respect is flushed down the toilet 
And love is on life support
Leave to live

When 'Good Morning' is a burden 
And going home becomes an aversion
And eating together seems like chewing dust
When the home becomes a kiln in the winter
When the sound of rainfall brings tears
The appearance of the rainbow foments frozen fears
Leave to live


When the pillow becomes drenched daily
And work a welcome remedy
When the eyes are open yet not seeing
And neighbors sit out expecting a spectacle 
When the days are long, the nights empty
And sleeping becomes a nightmare 
When prayers cease and help a distant dot
Leave to live.

From malady comes remedy

From where so a fault comes to call,
There from hint comes how to forestall: 
Boils and blisters that burn,
Back by hot foments turn,
From ailment does its cure unroll.    
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Translation |11.01.2025|  

 Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. The wisdom of this verse tells us that remedy arises from the melody.  The transliteration of the Sanskrit verse follows:

Yatah eva agatah doshah 
tatah eva nivartate |
Agni dagdhasya visphota 
shantih syat agnina dhruvam ||

After the Floods

After the floods have washed away life
hopes and dreams gone with each wave
sitting now by a once-small creek, rife
with catfish we never thought to save
which, though river, now also a grave

How can life itself be this fragile
Firmly here, and then gone like a gust
of wind that sweeps each lone desert mile
Longed for rain we can no longer trust 
Memories that now have turned to dust

Houses rebuild, harder are moments
together we can no longer share
As time dries tears, a new life foments
friendships we didn't know waited there
a new life of promises and care.

April 20, 2024

Fomented

In field of emotions, a fire-storm has grown,
Seeds of rebellion aflame and wind-borne are sown.
Creating chaotic scenes, burned by spirit's flame,
Fomented fervor, a revolutionary game.

Fomented hearts, with courage compromised are made lame,
Unyielding on purpose, foments have staked their claim.
Anger simmers, rancor seethes, and heart beat wavers
In the cauldron of discord, it quivers quavers.

Fomented minds, with thoughts so tainted, twisted unkind,
Make claims to sublime reason, unravel unwind
They inflame the embers of long stagnant belief,
Awakening the masses asleep, pedaling grief.

The frothy foment foam spewed up into the crowd,
Ignites ferment and loathing in threatening cloud.

A Peaceful Christmas Eve

I shall enjoy the quiet of this Christmas Eve
Reminiscing about Christmases past,
Thinking about a lost love that will cleave
The heart, but memories do last and last.

Remembering those most treasured moments
I shall relish the solitude of this Christmas Eve
For tomorrow the danger of a war foments
And some young soldiers must take their leave.

Listening to soft carol sounds, I shall grieve
While sipping a hot toddy of brandy and cider
There shall be blessed quietness this Christmas Eve
But I’ll be wishing I were sitting here beside her.

It’s not likely I’ll be interrupted in my solace
Friends and family will have taken their leave
Preparations for Christmas were quite aweless
I shall treasure the peace of this Christmas Eve.

Written November 12, 2022
submitted to "November or December Quatrain" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Caren Krutsinger

On Diversity and Divisiveness

Here appears diversity and divisiveness --
Similar words with different meanings,
I must not allow them to come between
Those folks who exhibit different leanings.

Diversity is a good thing, expanding my mind
Divisiveness frequently foments contention,
While it seeks to enforce its firm beliefs
Often giving no opposing views attention.

Diversity must be differences understood
And appreciated as a part of our culture,
Not thinking of differences as dividing
But enriching, becoming part of our nature.

I can never see everything as others do
For I am constantly formulating my ways
But I will try my best to understand you
And accept you, as you are … always!

Written October 4, 2022
#47 on the Best New Poems List
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October 26, 2022

A Quiet Christmas Eve

I shall enjoy the quiet of this Christmas Eve
Reminiscing about Christmases past,
Thinking about a lost love that will cleave
The heart, but memories do last and last.

Remembering those most treasured moments
I shall enjoy the quiet of this Christmas Eve
For tomorrow the danger of a war foments
And some young soldiers will take their leave.

Listening to soft carol sounds, I shall grieve
While sipping a hot toddy of brandy and cider
I shall enjoy the quiet of this Christmas Eve
But I’ll be wishing I was sitting here beside her.

It’s not likely I’ll be interrupted in my solace
Friends and family will have taken their leave
Preparations for Christmas were quite aweless
I shall enjoy the quiet of this Christmas Eve.

written December 24, 2021

Tempest Toll

Stormy sea churns with frightening fury 
Seamen shouting about a mangled mizzenmast
Cragged cliffs are awaiting ahead
Eerie ghost gray sky defines haranguing hope
Fear foments in dire disaster
Tempest toll; ubiquitous undertow
Sailor's destiny lies on rugged rocks.

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FIRST PLACE WINNER
written November 30, 2021 
submitted to "Alliterisen 2 Poetry Contest"
sponsored by Joseph May

The Nightbound Poetess Ponders

I love, love to write poetry, period!
    I can find tons of inspiration, myriads!

    A Muse? I have none, and no dappled unicorn either.
    Poets might declare, oh my, she has a fever?

    Both Muse and unicorn~ as helpful as egg beaters.
    Or lovers who are just plain cheaters!

    Just get strong coffee, my pen, great music and paper.
    Add a lifetime of experiences and my time in theater.

   Drama, joy, comedy, sorrow, what more do I need?
   I start writing, it foments a grand ocean of speed.

   Ah, yes to learn that divine art of true classical poetry.
   You see, my friends, my poetic road is carved out for me!

          
                               2/20/2021
                                   ~2~

Trump's Lost Grasp

So desperate for attention
He foments vote-count dissension

   Every day a new twist or turn
   Nero fiddles, while Rome burns

The Axis of Time

The axis of time foments rage,
And eats freely of cloth.
Even better days will wilt,
Crying, What else comes hither?

The snow on the mountain
Is frozen now, but soon will melt.
The days lengthen like shadows
	in the evening.

Time moves on eating as leprosy, 
Fomenting trouble upon the unwary.
Post haste, my friend,
And I will trouble you no more.

Beyond some early horizon
The sail of a ship is visible.
It portends a morning:
Shaking to and fro as drunken.

The axis of time foments rage,
The snow on the mountain is frozen now.
Time moves on eating as leprosy,
Beyond some early horizon.

The Final Story

The Final Story

A ragged rhapsody ruminates in relentless repetition as the fathomless

fugitive foments fearful fragmentation thus ethereal eternity engulfs

egregious expropriation of quietus’s quiver quaking querulous quickstep’s

quest when stories surreptitiously seep silently seduced by savourless sadness

27th March 2018

Written for all my friends who suffer from depression

Conduit

It’s an uneasy distress
that foments inside of you
A boiling primal urge you have
to lash out and attack
Angry words of distrust and hatred,
born from years of suffering past abuse
Now you wanna empty yourself,
pour all your anguish and grief inside of me
But, I cannot allow this spiritual travesty
to proceed any further
I am not your emotional conduit,
I don’t flow that way
I am not your personal pressure release valve,
blow your hot steam of anger out somewhere else
Why are you so unthankful 
for the real love you now have?
God has given you something you’ve been searching for 
your whole life
Why do you fear the calm?
My heart I’ve given to you 
as a peace offering sacrifice
But, I refuse to be a conduit for your unresolved issues,
I don’t flow that way
You better learn how to release your burning hatred
in a more constructive way
You must learn how to release your hot anger
in a safe, more positive display
Or this love you’ve found in me
will surely evaporate away

The Five Senses

Start

I have eyes that cannot see
The beautiful world around me
The kaleidoscope which life wears
To display happiness and conceal tears.

I have ears that cannot hear
The music of life everywhere
The notes of the piano, the song of the bird
The cacophony that becomes awfully weird.

I have a nose that cannot smell 
The fragrance of love in the heart dwell
It blossoms like a rose for a while
And soon withers away in exile

I have a tongue that cannot taste
The fruits of passion which go waste
All that’s left within is the seed
That sprouts despair and foments greed.

I have fingers that cannot touch
The dreams that I cherish so much
They create the sensation of bliss
Something is surely amiss.

The five senses are a gift
God has given to help us from going adrift
Alas!  We fail to use them as we should
And treat them like deadwood.

End

Autumn

Lazy clouds, dark and oozy,
Smother alpine views,
Wet with the residue of
Convection, as autumn
Scrapes the senses.

I love the dancing light,
Landscapes brought to life,
Skies blow by and
Nature yawns, fertile,
Ripe and exhausted.

The womb is full, fetal
Folklore foments us
With bounty, beauty,
Bird songs sung by all,
On the glorious path…

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