Long Consideration Poems
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Musings of The Bereft
Bravery that shocks one into affirmative action
Averies filled with exotic bird life and the next commercialised attraction
Slavery that is out of plain sight as it coverts and hides amidst distraction
Unsavoury seconds of insight that convert knowledge into abstraction
Consequential propositions from behind a political scene
Sequential premonitions that define what we all mean
Existential inhibitions that decentralise and demean
Quintessential inquisitions that refine what we dare to dream
Meandering manifestations of glory, grace, virtue and love
Mastering illuminations that tell the narrative from above
Manufacturing mechanisations as we look for peace signs from a dove
Unflattering weopanisations of war when push comes to shove
Conversational dialogue between two enemies of different tongues
Adaptational epilogues from scientists surveying the sun
Observational analogies from commentators only in it just for the fun
Revelational catalogues elevated from the philosophical run
Abstract terminology that both enlightens and confounds
Detract cosmologically as the wisdom morphs into the profound
Enact ideology as we grow each seedling from the ground
Protract high technology as we indoctrinate the sounds
Reminiscent nostalgia at the forming of a retrospective thought
Luminescent emotion filled with awe & wonder to the point of becoming distraught
Incandescent shades of melancholy ponder on what parts of the soul that can be bought
Convalescent tones of introspect that are hard won and fought
Rising interludes of consideration as we look toward the twighlight sky
Hiding magnitudes of commiseration as we take a moment to quietly cry
Shining latitudes of pure sensation as the tears well in my eyes
Miming platitudes of intonations that can only ask the question why?
The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz 2025
Say something meaningful,
only when words make sense;
hiding beautiful truth is pathetic:
examine yourself and be realistic!
We get burn from fire and still dance,
denying ourselves that's too cruel!
If silly words aren't needed,
keep them to yourself;
before you cause harm,
trash all and go wild:
take in consideration myself,
should I respond or stay calm?
You hurt me with intention,
you find guilt in everything;
I am offended by your behavior,
I get angry and start yelling:
there's little comprehension
on your part, oh faithless lover!
If silly words aren't needed,
put them back in your bully mouth;
foolish persons are only defeated
with silence, not with an angry shout!.
Flowers aren't your passion,
rather gifts and diamonds;
evenings at home aren't so cosy!
What you crave is love for fashion,
be as glamorous as those movie stars,
and look down on me so miserably!
I am writing you, dear one
For I have a word for you.
It is the joy of Christ the Son,
To perfect you through and through.
Do not question, leave all fear;
Don’t complain of what you lack.
Your design will become clear,
Seen from heaven looking back.
Every detail, every hair
He made with you in mind.
Remember He is always there;
Ever loving, always kind.
When the enemy attacks
And you find yourself agreeing;
You're in Christ, so nothing lacks
And His Plan, you are not seeing.
Praise Him, Praise Him!
He is working for your good.
Trust Him daily, enter in
And you will see things as you should.
Recognize that you're His child
And your God delights in you!
He is love, He’s meek and mild
And His gaze is pure and true.
You need to stop all condemnation
When you’re tempted to complain.
You need to take consideration;
Of the power in His name!
In your tongue is life and death.
Profess what God exclaims!
God gave you life and breath:
Heaven’s best in Jesus name.
Rejoice always, thank Him too
He works relentlessly on you.
Through all you say and do
He will lead you safely through.
He’s the ever present Shepherd
Who will lead or even carry
Everyone, from King to leper,
Though at times He seems to tarry.
We have this great assurance
That the Lord will never leave us.
There’s no better life insurance
Than His Son who died to free us.
Lonely with herself
Books got sickly of its shelf
Yet can't ease the elf
"I'll fight for you"
This seems true
Seducing young
And loyal heart
You have got
There, you dreamed
Many a dream over
And over again
Like there won't be
May be need for
A redress or headache
Lonely with cool air
What is it of this affair?
Hope, cut not unfair.
But,
"I'll never fight over you"
This seems shocking
Like seriously hilarious
May be one sure joke
You haven't heard of
Or a way to tease peace
And make mind weary
Weighing the level of
Thy attachment for real
And its effect downhill
Poking around terms
Lonely and feel lost
Like a wandering kite tossed
Free till air exhaust
Meanwhile,
"If you get entertained..."
This no doubt is conditional
To cope for checks
Acts are no longer single
Of freewill to get logical
But of double standards
To balance things strategically
If consideration would be fair
That feeling of insecurity
Renting the atmosphere
With pure anxiety, stopped
Lonely wasted time
Spent together so sublime
Now brings pleasing mime
Oh!
"Someone else can have you"
This is when you got to know
The heart already been occupied
By the thoughts of a rival
Who has lessened thy feelings
Cum caregiving growing bigger
Than you could imagine
Alas! It was then
Now all gone like birds
Unsure of returning together
From the point where they were
Lonely in silence
Coping with frozen absence
Of fun accordance
Senselessly, you talk
You ramble on...ears do bleed
Listen to the heart stomps
Thoughtlessly, you think
You smell the stench of ancient Dust and sand...it sinks
Into your nostrils
Suddenly, a change of mind
Buds into forced change
Consideration
Is what you don't have right now
Gained recognition
You'll gain back your pride
As long as confidence rules
Get humility!
Good qualities rust
You kicked me into the dust
Bust good moves - a mist
Stolen sensation
Don't worship vain gods, just Him
Revealed sullen feet
Barefoot to the core
Cats don't have 9 lives, but more
Carve your eyes on trees
Feline fleas bite me,
Sucking up the bitter blood
Innocent, good blood
Not bad boy gone good
I have done so many wrongs...
~~~Drifting away-ay~~~
Press your paw prints here
Match it up with my sandals,
Sullen like my cheeks
I turn the other cheek,
Knowing that my bodyquake
Ain't on fleek...fooled geek...
Jerk, nerd, geek, turd, dumb -
Those insults don't mean a thing
Some terms above - smart!
Friends are on a ship
But, it rocks back and forward -
Kicking off sandals,
The waves carry them
Instead of float, they sunk...ah!
The shore is no more
We transported stuff
From wild sea to reckless sea
We trade and give up
Barrels of wheat grain
And buckets and buckets of...
Gold that never sinks
Topics and subjects
Changed in a blink of an I
Eye still hear my ex,
E-e-Echoing
Through the blasted breeze of please...
Look at these paw prints
Tend a gorgeous garden...
You're observing these details;
At last, seeing truth !
just back from boomin' .... lost my 'Oregon Hat' rang,
was only used 'ta "gentle pollinatin' bees"
how soon I forget!
late July, when the heat is on,
thick-shelled hornet larvae...
dries and flies!
I heard the buzz....zeroing in from above .... BAM! HIT IN THE HEAD!
a pointed ache begins to swell,
...... but I smile!
I've touched the earth
in
late July's heat!
I smile! ......
I've touched the earth
in
late July's heat!
for consideration..... John Heck's 'summer celebration' contest
Growing up with
You get what you got
You better be grateful
You weren't forgot
The South is unforgiving
The heart better be stout
If you show intelligence
You're booted out
Can't have thinkin' minds
Upsetting the cart on its way
Target children are carefully picked
For dumping what parts won't play
You can never expect care
And you better forget consideration
Your own birthday won't give you cake
But your presence is required for participation
Scarcity and sluggish movement
In the process of growing fruit
Gives every pawn a small portion
In accordance with what the person is willing to do
...for Leftovers
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-24-2026
The edge of a knife
Between hell and heaven
Rode hard, put up wet
At age twenty-seven
‘Twas never in doubt
Inspired, these artists
But those who fly high
Oft crash down the hardest
They wrestled their demons
In public displays
Poor young tortured souls
Awash in the praise
Surreal, making magic
While up on the stage
The young troubadours
For a turbulent age
So much adulation
Could not ease the pain
Right there, in plain sight
They circled the drain
We raise up our heroes
Then cast them aside
No consideration
No one to confide
Twenty-seven’s too young
For exiting doors
But sad though it is,
There’ll be plenty more…
Thoughts
Thoughts of – conceived within the womb of my mind.
Reality of – it is her desire to terminate before birth – so unkind !
Thoughts of – built upon this old man’s illusions.
Reality – dreams and desires of – constructions of delusions.
With you – I have felt, I feel not but confusion.
Love, respect, consideration- from you, I‘d love to find.
Passion known – making love with you – would be so sublime.
Oh !, how I would love to reach, and touch the end of my time
in the arms, the glory, the thoughts of you – beyond this rhyme.
It appears – from your words, your actions – there will be no fusion
of minds, bodies, souls or spirits as I real in the throes of confusion.
Confusion that comes on the heels of a reality – it is one and not two.
Lone on this journey – there will be I – elsewhere, it will be only you.
As I contemplate, us to be as one, I have to wonder ?, nothing I can do !
B. J. “A ” 2
January 23rd 2007
Too many questions, way too few answers
Why would an egg wear blue pants, sir? And
Wherefore his fall? Perchance he was struck with a lance, sir
Or could it be he keeled over from cancer?
But these answers are foolish, silly as can be
Let us seek precision, yea clarity -- just you and me
First let us consider Humpty's engimatic egghood
Whence he came, his origins, his neighborhood.
Humpty hailed, sure, from the finest of breeding's nests
His pedigree indubitably the crest of the West
Why else would "King's Men" strive to aid him so?
Inconceivable then, that he be hatched not from Royal Dough
And yet, and yet -- that last name strikes hard at this theory
The name "Dumpty" denoting 'dumpy,' connoting 'weary'
The overall effect on eyes perspicacious, quite bleary
A name bestowing tidings negative -- never cheery
So where does that leave us, O intrepid fellow-seeker?
Let us push past the thorns and the thistles, those sticklers
That wreak havoc on curiosity so fragile as it peeks
Back into the matter of Humpty's breeches, heretofore piqued
Observing their color oft rendered blue
Though on occasion brown or purple, and even striped too
--Why, friend, I think I've got it, by Jove!
The answer to Humpty's mystery, for which we mightily strove
Brown is an outlier, not worthy of consideration
Purple represents Royalty, the Crown's Coronation
But Blue, validly, veritably, and verifiably, is a color so True
The King's Man who wears it can fend off every attempt at a coup!
July 01, 2018