Ingloriously Poems | Examples


Premium MemberThe Blood of An Englishman

I smell the blood of an Englishman
fresh from the womb--- umbilical snip.
Ingloriously clad, illegitimate lad,
appointed for leadership.

I smell the blood of an Englishman,
and, lo, his enemies are slain.
High on the saddle, mighty in battle,
as England's new king he would reign.

I smell the blood of an Englishman,
the odor of bloat and remorse.
With moans and cries, no more he'd arise;
The clock is a powerful force.

I smell the blood of an Englishman;
William's vigor flows through my veins.
His blood is my own, line of the throne---
one of more than five million names.

6-30-23
Categories: ingloriously, baby, family, history, humanity,
Form: Rhyme

Big Grief For the Petty Thief

If you long for a licking thrash,
Then, touch a guy's earned cash:
A move ingloriously rash!
And you shall equally clinch a has:
On either cheek a… finishing gash!

The nearest thing to A Trash 
Is eyeing someone’s cash, 
To it in some bank stash…
Teeth shall ceaselessly gnash 
And cornered one’s future dash;
A name lose in a flash 
Or have it mixed up with Ash…
Like it had happened to a Nash 
And it wasn’t a little crash.

For the caught Petty thief,
It is still big grief!
Categories: ingloriously, anger, corruption, evil, money,
Form: Rhyme


Premium MemberI Feel Misguided

It feels misguided,
yet I do not feel misled,
to aspire to fame, measured in assets
and/or in power to influence others,
capital and social benefits
possibly acquiring famous
and infamous allies
in glorious success
and 
ingloriously dramatic defeat
of naked front page stories.

It feels safer
and healthier
for resiliently wealthy outcomes
to aspire to unnoticed integrity
with other win/win healthy players--
neighbors earn extra safety points.


Finally,
or even partially, realizing
it is for this we are born
and yet belong already
sacred subjects more than secular objectives,
sympathetically with,
and compassionately of,
living Earth

Both humane naturally competitive interest
and divine spiritually cooperative 
multicultural co-investment.
Categories: ingloriously, creation, culture, health, humanity,
Form: Political Verse

Premium MemberDeparture Time

We talk with disdain of rats that leave
a sinking ship. In truth do vermin,
ingloriously called, feel they have
to leave their homes, secret places wherein
they secured their children, in cowardice?
Rather, deep within the ship they are close
to things that ensure strength, good service
to the ship and know that they've failed. Are those
that left before Hitler, with power reached, 
rats or prophets, mine canaries, whose acute
senses knew democratic bulwarks were breeched,
when an informed public is held in low repute,
a person's value is ignored or for sale,
police can open any door, don't set sail!
Categories: ingloriously, allegory, , cute,
Form: Sonnet

Premium MemberThe Golden Eagle

The golden eagle, swooping,
Calling, under grey clouds to its nest.
Fledgling waits, ingloriously,
With open mouth, as test.
Flies its mother towards it?
Tree canopies it best.


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9/30/2015

Contest - Golden Eagle

Sponsor - Shadow Hamilton

A Win
Categories: ingloriously, bird,
Form: Rhyme


Premium MemberAmerica's Idle Pastime

America's (Idle) Pastime

From New York, Austin, and L.A.,
From Cleveland and Seattle,
Ingloriously they screech or bray
In an auditioning battle.

And by the time we all feel sick,
(the judges homicidal!),
we get to know from whom we’ll pick
our next great Singing Idol.

For the "A GROOK FOR ALL OCCASIONS" Poetry Contest of Suzzette Crous
(using topic one, annoying sound and also etc topic, on a TV show I actually love!)
Categories: ingloriously, funny,
Form: Grook

Blood Fruits

Beyond the sex 
he was sleepwalking in shame
hiding his faith ingloriously.

A poacher in harem 
of politics, where you stack the hidden
virility for killing the money.

A single mate must die
making love on screen in the vicinity
of god’s house.

The monstrous lie will
press the knife to the lips
for shedding the blood of a monk in a brothel.

If we must forget
the accidental shot,
the spring will never come to olive grove.


Satish Verma
Categories: ingloriously, art,
Form: ABC
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