Interpose Poems | Examples

List of Member Poems

Premium Member Leaves of Frost - On Glass

Leaves of Frost (on Glass)
Leaves of frost (fueled by more intimate breathing that thickens glass panes)
interpose art, between life's adlibs and detritus. Should life mock
a dead stars' diasporic aspects. Through eons of "spacetime," mute
murals form fractals, eclipse all the patterns the mind of man dreams?
Day's light shines through cave windows we mold now above ground to shelter,
keep safe, things that life will hold dear, though they're death knell for entropy.

Fanciful cobwebs appear sans a spider (all somethings with brains?)
that gives motive to artist. Are thoughts then just patterns, a Rorschach
whose meaning's in eye of beholder, faux leaves etched on glass? "Oh shoot,
God seen here's present? Faith never had prayer, if God has no schemes?"
Though most needs do get met, is that God? Are such thoughts out of kelter?
You know? Life evolved to fit space, space to life? "What will be, will be!"


Brian Johnston
24th of December in 2022

Premium Member Ring Like Music

Murder with callous authority
Murder with casual face
behold guilt and indifference
behold helpless public pleading
cries to mothers past and mothers now
behold public death - oh, watching eyes

behold the citizens’ fear to interpose
behold the helpless sheep, oh lion!
where came such fear?
behold the face of arrogance
behold the face of tyranny
are you safe in your coop, chicken?
where came such power?

Share the barking dogs’ epiphany
wake the half-asleep and world-weary
clutch the scoundrels
Let the pain of others be warning
And the alarm of villains ring like music

Nights Slip Away

Nights slip away transposed
 as the day is lost to cold dark shadows.
Images and figures slight
 slide eerily thru faint clouded light.
A winter tide begins its interpose
  settling down early December snows
A blanket on the earth and barren ground
  falls warm and protecting without a sound.
A quiet eases in
  where it silences the din.
The days are short deprived of strong light
  and the dark is a hollowed long eternal night.


Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against a prayer
that withers, fizzles into nought,
despite the lessons we were taught,
to love our neighbours as we would
be loved by them, the greater good.

Or take His name in vain, the strain
of blending with another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
errant paths so quickly taken;
thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who glorify malicious goals
and chase false dreams to sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.

Cause and effect, the laws of nature,
whom to kill and whom to nurture,
whom to crucify or kiss?
the measures of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I expect the same of you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the trademark of our misery.

To live in love and purity
and nullify our enmity,
we join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies amongst the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear, 
as breathless as a stone, the fear 
of Armageddon fills the air 
and gathers strength against the prayer 
that withers, fizzles into naught, 
despite the lessons we were taught, 
to love our neighbors as we would 
be loved by them, the greater good. 

Or take His name in vain, the strain 
of blending with another's pain, 
the art of empathy forsaken, 
errant paths so quickly taken; 
thoughts are squandered, so are souls 
who glorify malicious goals 
and chase false dreams to sand consigned, 
the facts misjudged and misaligned. 

Cause and effect, the laws of nature, 
whom to kill and whom to nurture, 
whom to crucify or kiss? 
the measures of our helplessness. 
There is no try, there's only do, 
and I expect the same of you, 
to strip away dishonesty, 
the trademark of our misery. 

To live in love and purity, 
to nullify our enmity, 
we join together, hand in hand, 
no hurtful lies, no contraband. 
The answer lies among the stars 
unnumbered in the universe, 
a child's first breath, the blushing rose, 
where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against a prayer
that withers, fizzles into nought,
despite the lessons we were taught,
to love our neighbours as we would
be loved by them, the greater good.

Or take His name in vain, the strain
of blending with another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
errant paths so quickly taken;
thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who glorify malicious goals
and chase false dreams to sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.

Cause and effect, the laws of nature,
whom to kill and whom to nurture,
whom to crucify or kiss?
the measures of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I expect the same of you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the trademark of our misery.

To live in love and purity
and nullify our enmity,
we join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies amongst the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.


Last Call Re-Post

Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against the prayer
that withers, fizzles into naught,
despite the lessons we were taught
to love our neighbors as ourselves,
not disrespect our worthy lives,

or take His name in vain, the strain
of bleeding from another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
carefree paths so quickly taken
Thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who sanctify disparate goals
and chase false dreams on sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.

Cause and effect, a law of nature,
who to kill and who to nurture,
what to crucify or kiss?
the measure of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I'll expect the same from you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the hallmark of our misery.

To live in love and purity
we'll neutralize our enmity
and join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies among the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear, 
as breathless as a stone, the fear 
of Armageddon fills the air 
and gathers strength against the prayer 
that withers, fizzles into naught, 
despite the lessons we were taught, 
to love our neighbors as we would 
be loved by them, the greater good. 

Or take His name in vain, the strain 
of blending with another's pain, 
the art of empathy forsaken, 
errant paths so quickly taken; 
thoughts are squandered, so are souls 
who glorify malicious goals 
and chase false dreams to sand consigned, 
the facts misjudged and misaligned. 

Cause and effect, the laws of nature, 
whom to kill and whom to nurture, 
whom to crucify or kiss? 
the measures of our helplessness. 
There is no try, there's only do, 
and I expect the same of you, 
to strip away dishonesty, 
the trademark of our misery. 

To live in love and purity, 
to nullify our enmity, 
we join together, hand in hand, 
no hurtful lies, no contraband. 
The answer lies among the stars 
unnumbered in the universe, 
a child's first breath, the blushing rose, 
where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear, 

as breathless as a stone, the fear 

of Armageddon fills the air 

and gathers strength against the prayer 

that withers, fizzles into naught, 

despite the lessons we were taught, 

to love our neighbors as we would 

be loved by them, the greater good. 



Or take His name in vain, the strain 

of blending with another's pain, 

the art of empathy forsaken, 

errant paths so quickly taken; 

thoughts are squandered, so are souls 

who glorify malicious goals 

and chase false dreams to sand consigned, 

the facts misjudged and misaligned. 



Cause and effect, the laws of nature, 

whom to kill and whom to nurture, 

whom to crucify or kiss? 

the measures of our helplessness. 

There is no try, there's only do, 

and I expect the same of you, 

to strip away dishonesty, 

the trademark of our misery. 



To live in love and purity, 

to nullify our enmity, 

we join together, hand in hand, 

no hurtful lies, no contraband. 

The answer lies among the stars 

unnumbered in the universe, 

a child's first breath, the blushing rose, 

where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear, 
as breathless as a stone, the fear 
of Armageddon fills the air 
and gathers strength against the prayer 
that withers, fizzles into naught, 
despite the lessons we were taught, 
to love our neighbors as we would 
be loved by them, the greater good. 

Or take His name in vain, the strain 
of blending with another's pain, 
the art of empathy forsaken, 
errant paths so quickly taken; 
thoughts are squandered, so are souls 
who glorify malicious goals 
and chase false dreams to sand consigned, 
the facts misjudged and misaligned. 

Cause and effect, the laws of nature, 
whom to kill and whom to nurture, 
whom to crucify or kiss? 
the measures of our helplessness. 
There is no try, there's only do, 
and I expect the same of you, 
to strip away dishonesty, 
the trademark of our misery. 

To live in love and purity, 
to nullify our enmity, 
we join together, hand in hand, 
no hurtful lies, no contraband. 
The answer lies among the stars 
unnumbered in the universe, 
a child's first breath, the blushing rose, 
where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear, 
as breathless as a stone, the fear 
of Armageddon fills the air 
and gathers strength against the prayer 
that withers, fizzles into naught, 
despite the lessons we were taught, 
to love our neighbors as we would 
be loved by them, the greater good. 

Or take His name in vain, the strain 
of blending with another's pain, 
the art of empathy forsaken, 
errant paths so quickly taken; 
thoughts are squandered, so are souls 
who glorify malicious goals 
and chase false dreams to sand consigned, 
the facts misjudged and misaligned. 

Cause and effect, the laws of nature, 
whom to kill and whom to nurture, 
whom to crucify or kiss? 
the measures of our helplessness. 
There is no try, there's only do, 
and I expect the same of you, 
to strip away dishonesty, 
the trademark of our misery. 

To live in love and purity, 
to nullify our enmity, 
we join together, hand in hand, 
no hurtful lies, no contraband. 
The answer lies among the stars 
unnumbered in the universe, 
a child's first breath, the blushing rose, 
where hatred cannot interpose.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against a prayer
that withers, fizzles into nought,
despite the lessons we were taught,
to love our neighbours as we would
be loved by them, the greater good.

Or take His name in vain, the strain
of blending with another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
errant paths so quickly taken;
thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who glorify malicious goals
and chase false dreams to sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.

Cause and effect, the laws of nature,
whom to kill and whom to nurture,
whom to crucify or kiss?
the measures of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I expect the same of you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the trademark of our misery.

To live in love and purity
and nullify our enmity,
we join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies amongst the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.

Ezekiel Reborn

There are hazards there,
to board imagination of another soul,
to probe behind the rocks along the way
and find too much, converting chill into reality—
there is the romance!

There too is desert, the wandering for years,
knowing that the self alone will dessicate
until there is another sacrifice,
another mingling of the blood there at the wrist,
forsworn to die as breath is dry upon the skin.

It is as much a ship's departure
blessed of the wind upon the back,
blessed to see the stars above the prow
and still detect the beating of a second heart
as passionate as mine to cease
its feckless  thundering.

There is the time to seize the glory
of the second wind from out the east,
the second rising of the power of God
that lurked behind the cloud of innocence
to interpose its frailty
upon device, its patient magic
on the dryness of despair, the bones
of a forgotten day, connected still again
by two...and by that still outrageous gambit
forged of love.

Last Call

Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against a prayer
that withers, fizzles into nought,
despite the lessons we were taught,
to love our neighbours as we would
be loved by them, the greater good.

Or take His name in vain, the strain
of blending with another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
errant paths so quickly taken;
thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who glorify malicious goals
and chase false dreams to sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.

Cause and effect, the laws of nature,
whom to kill and whom to nurture,
whom to crucify or kiss?
the measures of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I expect the same of you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the trademark of our misery.

To live in love and purity
and nullify our enmity,
we join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies amongst the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.

Amours Psychogenic Forest

************************************************************

Annunciations renascent bird in verve, upon an amulet wire my eyes do see!?

Animated, amid the sunburst branches as fluttering its tiny little wings ~

Chirping aside heartens amiable fertile waterfall, so joyfully splashing 

Its springtimes radiant colours into the wellnigh river refined; interpose....

************************************************************

....“Amours, Psychogenic Forest” *

Sub Categories

Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace