Judges Poems - Poems about Judges

Hello, my most esteemed poets, I am trying an experiment that I believe has not been done here on the PS site. I have posted a new poetry contest called "The Prismatic Self: A Gauntlet of Mirrors within the Arena.". The JUDGES have now been selected: 1. Lin Lane 2. Ink Empress 3. Duke Beaufort 4. Vanya Evangeline 5. Anne Winter 6. Hiya...

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How do I change their minds, dear world, When hearts are steel and locked away, When anger, like a storm unfurled, Drowns all the gentle words I say? The sun and moon, they speak no lies, Their light remains despite the dark; The stars look down with silent sighs, While oceans rise in whispered arc. They speak of love, of softer things, Of kindness...

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This is a contest no ordinary As you can judge it is about judges extraordinary Especially the ones who overly judge About nothing, in particular, nothing at all They judge simply for the sake of judging An expertise they have developed over the years And now can’t live without it for the rest of their lives They find exemplary ways to judge...

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Not for the contest No more do I despair writing for contests with an off the wall theme Those that want me to create a nightmare from what was once a beautiful dream. No more do I care about Marvel characters who fight and kill I'd rather spend my time writing silly limericks for fun and honing a particular poetry skill than worrying...

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Those overly particular judges Give me a halt when I see their contests Asking to write what I feel In hard form plus a kyrielle I better go and take my long bed rests. At first, I did once, spending my whole night Started from the topic I needed to write Half of pantoum, I dozed off Felt like floated with the roof My...

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I write because I love to write, writing for a contest makes me think. My imagination and creativity come alive, as the words dance across the page. Today I asked my words, what do they think about contests. They said, we bring out your humor on a happy...

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Overly Particular Judges: What to submit Only Sonnet form accepted. Must be a sonnet ( 14 lines - 10 syllables per line. Rhyme scheme : ABAB CDCD EFEF GG) Must include all 3 lines as below: Ginger Beer is a tonic Flotsam and jetsam are marked on the ship The imp skipped merrily. These three phrases MUST be included in...

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There are words that I want to say to the corrupt judges But I am too civilized and decent to put them on paper Most judges in this mess have their brain on crutches They collude with double-dealing lawyers who beg for favor The system is illogical, arbitrary, unjust, unfair and impartial Justice once existed in the Bible. These days,...

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Judge Tombrink, a mind so keen, With wisdom vast and insight deep. Integrity his unwavering guide, In truth and justice, he takes pride. A beacon of fairness, shining bright, In his courtroom, all wrongs made right. Uncorruptible heart, unyielding soul, His judgments just, his gavel's toll. Balancing the scales with care, Every case he handles, rare. No bias taints his noble creed, In every verdict, he...

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When the disciples James and John saw this, they asked, “Lord, do you want us to call fire down from heaven to destroy them?” But Jesus turned and rebuked them. Luke 9:54-55 How easily man judges, hates, throws down the gauntlet. Oh can’t you see - God is the merciful one. We hang ‘em high and hang ‘em low (Better than them,...

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White skin wins in White Territory With its ever celebrated White History; The West wielding its Western Mandamus, Not bothered that I’m no ignoramus. White skin flourishes in the White World, Where it sits like a Final Word: Judges with their Stylish Neutrality Their whistle blasting a Fair Partiality. White Skin remains epidermal Snow, Scarcely telling skin rashes “No” Freely awarding each publicity and for this...

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It’s true, she didn’t ask me to do it. But I could tell the first time we had dinner together, When she mentioned the appointment with her stylist, That she’d not be displeased if I made an appointment of my own. I now look back and see that as a turning point in my life No less disastrous than the...

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Craig If you can just remember darling That if I find your dance alarming, I'll appear to be mean. I'll be booed on the scene! Craig Revel Horwood can be charming. Motsi I'm Motsi Mabuse. I love this show! Watching the dances gives me a warm glow. As yet, no front runner. Each dance is a stunner! Anybody can win! Who? I don't know! Shirley My role...

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It was 1857, civil tension on the rise, And the dialogue on servitude found little compromise. Justice Taney cited precedent in making his decree: “A slave is not a citizen; it’s private property.” Nine old white men in a smelly, smoke-filled room; Nine old white men won’t be granting freedom soon. It happened end of century, in 1896, When Plessey versus...

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forbid is forbidding a character judge is judging a character judge is an act of forbidding judge is an act of a character a character rise to an act of a character a character rise to an act of a forbidding character rise is rising to an act of a forbidden character rise is rising to an act of a forbidden judging...

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