Impudence Poems

A Public No-no

If there’s one bold public offense
few people are likely to countenance
with a welcomed tolerance 
or neutral facial appearance
and guarantees a consequence
of a sudden public disturbance,
it’s letting loose a bout of stench
(politely known as flatulence)
cowardly released in silence
in a crowd compactly dense
with noses sniffing vengeance
on the culprit’s loutish impudence
his/her face masked in innocense!

We All Matter

Looking at us with the gesture of impudence
Seeing us often can't be an coincidence

Cup and sign in our hand, asking for help
Hungry, desperate and have not slept

Reached out to hug your family with a tenacious grip
Looking at us like we're contagious; hand over lip

Pass by quickly, nose in the air with a frown
Please, don't glare at us whilst we're down

So, don't patronize us with your dry, "Sorry"
Of course we don't matter; that's your story

Take time out to hear some of our stories
Many of our lives had plenty of glories

Frequent the area, get to know some or all us
Next time it can be a chat instead of disgust

Respect us, we respect you
We matter just as you do

Unity starts within the community
Love and compassion unite humanity!

That flame

I dream of opportunities of valor
Hope i can right a wrong
Plan to stand against tides of injustice 
Count on myself to sing victory's song

I only can watch in impudence 
And know the darkness is to great
But if i fan the smallest flickering flame of love
I can at least warm my present state

I Don't Give a Fig

To say you would unblock someone if they can be civil
is a crock of BS that I'd categorize as narcissistic drivel.
It's just another veiled shovel full, meant as a dig
but it's quite clear that some people don't give a fig!

Oh, the impudence of one who has an arrogant nature.
The petulance of one without disciplined nomenclature.

The Cursed

and who is the most cursed of us?

who defied all the creeds imposed on him
and overturned the tyrannical solemnity of false dogmas?
the one who tightened the throat of doubts
to make them vomit the hidden truths?
who of us sacrificed the peaceful future
who always waits for the foolish and ignorant,
challenging the stability of the spirit
with the multitude of mismatched information
collected in the libraries of his failures?
the most damned of us
would be the one who wrote the treatise on stunned souls
by the impudence of indifferent divinities?
or the one who spanded the chances of being happy
when he decided to face his own demons
and overwhelmed them with the icy clarity
of his calm winner look?
we only have one chance to get it right,
but we always get the wrong numbers 
of the inexorable roulette of life.

Transcendence Divine

Wondrously divine in its transcendence
God’s love* affirms kindness of providence
Radiating tender mercy’s resplendence
Defying any counter evidence….
My heart does claim with grateful confidence. 

Marked by compassionate condescendence
Christ’s love is offered with heaven’s credence
Midst His sacrifice against impudence
Asserting biblical jurisprudence…
My faith accepts along praise-filled prudence.

Wrought with sovereign superintendence
The Lord’s love marches through grace-incidence
Redeeming those in sin-guilt despondence 
Pardoning them from confessed decadence…
My soul receives midst earnest dependence.

Blest to grant everlasting residence
Saviour’s love gives hope of trust’s precedence
From hell’s eternal evil dissidence
Imputing righteousness with peace cadence… 
My life owns against selfish diffidence.

*1John 4:9 In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him.

January 21, 2022
2nd place "This or That, Vol 9; Title Chosen: Transcendence" Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 1/25/2022.

Fihademus Sirken

and yes we are the ones who assume that good will prevail
because we profess good practices in life
such is our commiseration and pity
acquiescence and bliss
pretending to forget the success of iniquity and impudence
of those unjust who fight with forbidden weapons
and conquer us every most holy day
making us the eternal losers
proud of our spilled ideal
our beliefs mocked
and the infinitely defiled pride.

came with fog the day in that cold morning
the dogs were silent and what else
and now again forever
we dare not even be what we are or suppose
our kidnapped desire no longer burns
for it's just a tired desire
that sad and without glory will
of cowardly living.

An Ode, Verses Born From a Friendly Dare

An Ode, Verses Born From A Friendly Dare

To write an ode, to a spirited gal
One that no dream even dares to surpass
To a ravishing beauty my good pal
As a gift to celebrate her sharp sass. 

Nay, such enchanting a task tis overdue.
Dare I, to one in dreams only, I knew.

Rather I, jot down verses that soft sing
Of her beauty, she a most lively lass
And the radiance her glow often brings
Her elegant voice, words said never crass.

Nay, such enchanting task tis overdue.
Dare I, to one in dreams only, I knew.

When dawn's fantastic smile her eyes so shines
I dare, boast of kisses given in mass
Creative words and such heart I opine
Chance for another kiss, I dare not pass.

Nay, such enchanting a task tis overdue.
Dare I, to one in dreams only, I knew.

Robert J. Lindley, 1-10-2022
Ode,
( On a dare, muse, pen and paper summoned up this )

Note:
* -- sass

sass
/sas/
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INFORMAL•NORTH AMERICAN
noun
impudence; cheek.
"the kind of girl that wouldn't give you any sass"
verb
be cheeky or rude to (someone).
"we wouldn't have dreamed of sassing our parents"

Fear

Fear seduces me that slithering Viper
It makes me comfortable in cuddles
I find solace in the most lethal place
I caressed it with lovely thoughts
I feed it from time to time as 
It torments my world to slices
My silver flows river on impudence 
I forget my heroic nature
I died painfully to nothing, but ache

Ode To Courage

I
Courage, O, you most prized of virtues,
Bravely facing adversity, bitter impudence,
Betraying the lie when punishment comes
Displaying the will to rise above your peers
And face losing cherished family and friends.

II
Courage, O, you most prized of virtues,
In battle, among the most valiant of men,
Looking death in the eye without flinching
Sometimes losing your life or your limb
Modestly receiving rewards and accolades.
 
III
Courage, O, you most prized of virtues,
Standing for what is right and good
When all about you have folded in defeat
To have the courage of your convictions
To stand tall and be a spokesman for truth.

written June 25, 2021

Pen In Author's Hand

I would be the pen* in the sovereign Author’s hand
Communicating what He has perfectly planned
Along righteous command of virtuous demand
Toward gracious life that is bountifully grand.

Honoured am I to be gripped with supreme prudence
Exposing heavenly wisdom’s iridescence
Expounding truth of verities’ precious essence
Against the attacks of skeptical impudence.

With prevailing love, mercy and peace as my ink
I can inspire hearts to care as minds of kindness think
Moving commitment beyond dedication brink
Propelling compassion for selfishness to shrink.

As the pen bearing the great Creator’s trademark
I yield to His fingers for miraculous spark
So poems can shine midst nooks in souls hopelessly dark
Drawing them nigh to the Lord and to His voice*, hark.

*Psalm 45:1 My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

June 15, 2020
7th place, "Non Human" Poetry Writing Premier Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on 6/16/2020.

Truculence

Diminishing recollections
of
my past

The tide slides up
onto the beach

Barefoot impressions
of experience
crumble in the brine

Receding water
leaves a
clear sand slate

Now here comes the
next fool
to dig in his toes

To make his stand
against the waves
of time

Impotent impudence
Man is thy form

Should I Wow You

SHOULD I WOW YOU

Should I essay to wow you I trow
That my words shall be honest I vow
No mere rhymes such as ‘How now brown cow’
But an aesthetic furrow I’ll plough

Then I’ll speak my lines if you’ll allow
As we sit in cool shade neath a bough
And you fan gentle breeze on my brow
While empyrean scene I endow

For my impudence I should kowtow
Now please pardon my lack of knowhow 
If I press my attention e’en now
You’d be right to say ‘Basta! and chao!’

But I’ll try one more time anyhow
Just dream that you are in Curaçao
Or on tropical sea in a dhow
           **********
And then wake up in Slough. Holy wow!


21 August 2019

Sonnet of Impudence

I tried to find my peace in safe,
I sought the way in flame of days,
My love has come. It made me slave,
It made me out from chains of Grace.

I’m running fast I see the light,
I learnt to trust in world of wolves,
I’m here I’m waiting for delight,
I watch again your perfect moves.

You gave me love you gave me flame,
You are my light you are my fame,
You are my cure in hands of Fate.

I saw your face, I touched your lips,
I heard your cries, I heard your weeps,
I come to you break down your gate.

When Whilst Thou Thy Elegance Splay

Thou art growth not for behind weeds
To hide and toil in suffocating silence
A flower thou art, hidden is an impudence
Gloweth, blossometh thou art; so draweth looks to thy bouquet
The pungent fragrance of thy plump petals hath a voice that captureth all
The flagrant shade of thy colour, 'tis to tameth eyes and maketh sprawl
Sprout, sprout, tarry behind weeds not; this dormancy becomes you not
Thy beauty, hast a cause to't
Thy radiance, hast a purpose to 'fit
A flower thou art, hidden is an impudence
Sprout, sprout, tarry behind weeds not; this dormancy becomes you not

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