In And Of Itself Poems | Examples

I Miss

I should have when I could have but did not, 
In retrospect I missed a chance or two. 
I see it now! If only then I knew -
I would have given life a better shot!

But who has time to waste on reminisce?
Past's desiccated dust settled by Now, 
Long overdue wholehearted weary vow - 
Time in and of itself one should not miss.

Polar

Feelings are born of choice 
You follow the inner voice 
and decide Or not
Which is also a decision in and of itself
The easiest way to describe it is 
Bi Thinking of the cartoon trope 
Listening to the horns or the wings 
between ur ears
To choose which opinion on ur shoulders 
you want to hear
To be By Arctic and Antartica simultaneously 
Is to only possess one choice
To have only the two battle each other 
Choose to follow whomever is louder 
or not
Silence or shout
Smile or frown
It is not a fight won or lost
Not a wise one Or a dolt
Nor peace without revolt
It is singular or it is zero sum
How would it feel to toss a 
coin and not be able to at least 
conceive the concept of three outcomes? 
Flip your own coin and wonder 
if it could never land on 
its' smallest thinnest most improbable 
Side
what probability would you believe
Once again i get ahead of myself
Or is it Arrears
That's how 
it feels
To be 
Bi 
Polar

Luck of My Draw

The first luck of the draw I have received -
The very moment I have been conceived!

Not you, not them but me, myself and I, 
Blessed my joyous parents with newborn cry. 

From there my fortune dazzled in full force 
Welcoming me with open arms and doors. 

I’ve learnt fate wasn’t kind to all of us, 
I haven’t been run over by a bus. 

I graduated, settled down to thrive 
In grief and sorrow free prosperous life. 

My family not fleeing from the war, 
Luck in and of itself, I’m grateful for. 

I pause to count my blessings every time 
I hear about a victim of a crime. 

My healthy children happily have grown - 
Mom’s heart at peace, they manage on their own. 

I watched my parents growing old indeed 
To hold their fragile hands when they’re in need.

A perfect life by all means I don’t have, 
But guaranteed it has been filled with love. 

Above all I’ve lived long enough to find 
So desperately sought - a peace of mind. 

Enough of doom and misery I saw 
To deem my living path - luck of the draw! 

May 6, 2023

Letters In the Sand

He likes this little bluebird
He wants her to be his
He'd take her without question
Just the way she is 
No changes whatsoever 
He'd say, just be yourself
That's what so endearing
In and of itself

The Painted Islands

*Image of Kaihalulu Red Beach by Pinterest.


The Painted Islands


The beaches brushing Hawaii's sea blues,
in and of itself are impressive track,
perceptive picturesque color-filled views.

Like some isles, Punalu'u beach is black.
Elsewhere here, famed Kahena, sandy scene 
aloft cliff's vista that aligns its back.

Punalu'u nears southernmost, you've been
in the whole USA, there lies a spread
called *Papakolea ... fanned sands of green.

Though, appropriate they're olivine, said
by officials. On Maui isle, clashed sights
of gorgeous Kaihalulu bursting red.

Truly tourist ere and now, best grade cites
isles to isles, and A-Plus our sandy whites. 


2022 July 21
FIVE STANZA TERZA RIMA
~~L MILTON HANKINS

*HMS 9/10 - Spelled Papakolea is pronounced with an emphasis on ending "a" (Papakole'a).
10 syllables per 14 lines = 140

Lunatic Lunacy

Lunatic Lunacy
 
Let there be no doubt—the human mind is a curious
and most fragile entity in and of itself in all situations.

The border line between sanity and lunacy speaks to
the fate that some of us in our mortal world must face.

A troubled spirit, by the very hand and intent of God,
speaks to a cruelty that’s not worthy of the Almighty.

A nibbled mind over time may reveal a state of true
insanity that speaks to and reveals a human tragedy.

The state of human lunacy gives our white-coated
doctors something to ponder in this so crazy world.

A lunatic may indeed suffer from a state of incurable
lunacy—yet, no wonder, look at the world we live in.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 6, 2021 (Couplet)

Leave a Coin

When Veterans visit mates who have fallen
And now sleep in God’s care
They place coins upon the headstones
As a marker for families showing that they had paid respects

Each coin actually has its own meaning in and of itself
A penny simply means that you visited
 A nickel indicates that you and the deceased trained together
A dime means you served with him in some capacity
A quarter means that you were with  them when they were killed
Truly showing Lest we forget.

© Paul Warren Poetry

What Love Is

What Love Is
 
Love’s real meaning and its truest nature are at the
base of how one may choose to interact with others.

Love, in and of itself, among the panoply of human
emotions is alluring, compelling, and all-powerful.  

Love’s emotive force excites one’s inner-feelings and
can tug at one’s heart strings in moments of passion.

Love has the mysterious ability to touch both the heart
and soul of two people as they meet by destiny’s hand.

Love is palpable and spiritual and it can emote happiness,
compassion, and even a sadness among all human beings.

Love’s spiritual approach helps to bring each of us closer
to Almighty God in realizing our own cosmic role on Earth.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 10, 2020 (Couplet)

Better Than Winning the Lottery

Better Than Winning the Lottery

One of eight hundred employees, am I.
It was a joyous eve, Christmas of '80,
Toiled so fellow workers can have some fun.

The company party, grand prize, is high.
'Tis a world trip be, trade isles? Mayhaps Haiti?
~~more sun.

Too busy for quirks, in and of itself,
until partiers trailed, my milieu had gone,
rise a giddy state, work - worked up, weighty.

Candor faults - change to cash - thoughts to myself,
~~I won!

2020 October 27
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND FORMED
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 16
*1st Place*
The Speaker
~~Sara Kendric: Judged 2020 November 21

Crystals In My Pocket

I have crystals in my pocket and sage on the shelf,
I’m always digging deeper to find my better self,
I’m distracted by flowers and herbs I pass by,
I’m caught up in the beauty of all that’s alive,
I track the moon’s phases and bathe in its light,
I dance in the darkness embraced by the night,
I dig in the soil and plant things that grow,
I knead wheat with water to make bread dough,
I poke cloth with needles and leave thread behind,
I’m seeking new knowledge to sharpen my mind,
I’m exploring new phases and stages of me,
I’m opening my chakras so that I may see,
I’m on a never ending journey to find myself,
I wrote this poem to show me this in and of itself.

Silence

Silence

Try, try to comment!
You know how you would feel.
If hundreds read your poetry,
And forgot there is a human 
Behind the pen.

You put your heart on paper
And your're passed by like 
a cold breeze.
I've seen great poetry here.
Shocked by the hundreds of
poems never commented on,
A great loss indeed.

One feels like there is an 
In Club,
Into which one has to fit.
But, truly a poet should not
even consider this.

Share your joy, beauty or
or pain.
Be an individualist, that is 
our terrain.
I salute every poet here..
The prized and the prize-
less.

Each poem a thing of beauty
A song in and of itself.
Each poet, I acknowledge.
How could I do anything else?

Panagiota Romios.
3/1/2019

Defining Unlimitied Choice

definition is in/and of itself of a surrounding world
not action of choice that brings about results desired...
an individual can only do/control so much by force
then it is necessary to change the basis upon which we rest
that our mechanics of free will
might take advantage of dreamt unlimited choice
where-in there be little or no conflict of force
only...a promotion toward some desired end effect
not waited for as much as decoyed
a way of letting an infinity first

Love

Love

Do you believe?
You deserve to be loved
Do you believe?
It’s about give and take

In, and of itself
Deserve; is a selfish word
And no one ‘deserves’ to be loved

But, to give
Unconditionally

You Deserve
To Love
Another

And with truth
May you reap in all you sow

© 2017 Jeffrey Spencer

The Meaning of Thanksgiving

The Meaning of Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is a Blessing in and of itself,
Not something, that just sits upon a shelf.
An act of giving, a symbol of gratitude,
An expression of love, displayed through attitude!
 
Thanksgiving is a Blessing in and of itself,
A prayer for those, less fortunate then oneself!
It’s a day spent with family, friends, or foe,
A greeting or sentiment, by wire or telephone!

Thanksgiving, is a Blessing in and of itself,
Not something that just sits upon a shelf.
It’s a holiday tradition, cumulated by a hearty feast
Celebrated by many from the North, South, West and East!

Written: © 11/26/15
Submitted for: Thanksgiving Day Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: Nayda Ivette Negron

Carry a Torche

"Carry a Torch"


*Be true to yourself
*And as helpful as Santa's elf
*Treating all with love and
    compassion
*As love is never out of fashion
*To love thy neighbor as thyself
*Unconditional love is key
*With understanding and humility
*in and of itself 
*embracing love's tranqility
*sharing the spotlight equally
*Setting ego on the shelf
*For you need love everyone
*Not one soul may you shun
*Do not always think of self
*Carry a torch for what is
   right
*And all who do will never fight
*Time has come to ask oneself
*Do you shout and toot your
   horn
*Are you happy or forlorn 
*Be still and we shall find ourself
*When first is last and last be
    first
*Let understanding quench our 
   thirst
*There is no need to prove
   yourself





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