Long Discourteous Poems
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Is it possible to die of a broken heart
While you stand right in front of me
My fever rises
You disappear
My world torn apart in less than a week
No one cares that I have fallen
Should I even try to pick myself up
Maybe
Just to spite you
And kick you in the balls with my recovery
For now though I think I'll just lie here
Exhaustion to well known a companion of late
See the people pass me one by one
Not being rude or discourteous
They have no idea I am here
Blindness is fashionable these days
Though I know I am invisible
It hurts to be ignored
Which makes no sense really
But then nothing does
In this rabbit hole I have found myself in
As it is want to happen my mind begins to wander
Has everyone fallen down the same rabbit hole?
Are there multiple holes?
Personal holes?
My arms straining shaking under my own weight
One last thought slips through
Will humanity ever find it's way back to being
Human?
07/12/2020
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW(9) any form any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsor Brian Strand
Sun shines on the righteous
Not coward, be courageous,
rational not religious,
affirmative, ambitious.
Sun shines on the righteous.
Days dawning discourteous,
ongoing obstacles oblivious.
Grow great,go ahead,glow glorious.
Sun shines on the righteous.
Enters enemy envious
Nagging nuisance notorious
Vanquish vandal being valorous
Sun shines on the righteous
Mend mind majestic marvelous,
holy heart humble and generous,
strong soul silent but serious.
Sun shines on the righteous.
04/12/16
Sun shines on the righteous
Second Place
Sponsor SEREN ROBERTS
"The Dreams of Bedes"
Jewels they found
dripping like diamonds
from the overflowing viaducts
scattered on the ground
at the feet of disbelief
barely seen
shod lost and disobedient
counting the cost for
unwanted inconvenience
those bridges burn now like
scarlet rubies blood read
the swords dipping
like dancers tango
tripping machiavellian
tomes marked requiem
for burying
tongues caught
between teeth, closed lips
dance ruthlessly
through all the walls
biding their time, what is left
rustling
the notes felt
in an unseen breeze
opening doors
tinkling keys for all
riders on the storm
to take their discourteous leaves
from the exterior world
to make pearls on strings
of words
recounting station
to station
rosaries each
scored venerable
for the dreams of shining bedes
broken and restrung
never over
just begun
music
for
Black Boy Roses
smiling
with the Sun
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
VIVALDI «Filiae maestae Jerusalem» (II Sileant Zephyri)
https://youtu.be/xW19qNYQDXQ
"Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house, we're born
Into this world, we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm..."
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bede
Bedes/plural.
Beads.
I was reaching inside my closet for my
most favorite purple
sparkly glitzy top from a Vegas resale shop today.
Suddenly I knew something was different.
I was not alone in my closet.
I looked down, into the yellow eyes of a sixteen foot alligator.
“Hi,” I said cheerfully, although my heart was anything but cheerful.
“Who are you?”
The gator grinned at me with all sixty-five thousand teeth.
I slammed the door shut.
Instantly regretting this.
It was a discourteous thing to do after all.
I held the door open just a tiny bit.
“Who are you?” I whispered.
No answer, but boy, did those teeth glisten in the dark! The eyes too.
“Honey,” I called to the living room.
“Honey! Honey! HONEY!”
Remembering he wears headphones so his TV does not disturb me,
I shut the door again, and wandered into my manly man's
man cave at the other end of the house.
“There is a surprise for you in my closet,” I said.
He was delighted.
“What is it?” he asked.
I had forgotten until this second it was his birthday.
Maybe I will not have to worry about forgetting to get him a present.
Humanity, humanity;
Why? You suffer from lack of apathy;
It’s an increasing deterrent;
Can’t you see, can’t you see;
Humanity, O’ humanity;
You hate me, I hate you;
What do you think God want us to do;
To do
Wooh oh, Humanity, 'O humanity;
What's wrong wit you, what's wrong with me;
We've come full circle in hatred for one another
O' Lord God what's wrong with us
In whom do we trust:
If loving thy neighbor as thy self;
Means to be spiteful, discourteous to everyone else;
Then being renewed I abstained;
I’ll remain in the heart of a true and loving King;
Oh, Oh! Humanity there’s yet hope for you and me;
Come here my brother, let me love you;]
Come on sister, let us love now we shall not be in denial;
Glory, together in Christ love we’ll rewrite the story;
Hallelujah Mercy and power to the Children of God;
Humanity rebirth and showered lock in the arms of love;
Now and forever more Hallelujah
Humanity, O’ humanity;
You hate me, I hate you;
What do you think God want us to do;
To do
Humanity, humanity;
Why? You sever from lack of apathy;
It’s an increasing deterrent;
Can’t you see, can’t you see;
Wooh oh, Humanity, 'O humanity;
What's wrong wit you, what's wrong with me;
We've come full circle in hatred for one another
O' Lord God what's wrong with us
In whom do we trust:
If loving thy neighbor as thy self;
Means to be spiteful, discourteous to everyone else;
Then being renewed I abstained;
I’ll remain in the heart of a true and loving King;
Oh, Oh! Humanity there’s yet hope for you and me;
Come here my brother, let me love you;]
Come on sister, let us love now we shall not be in denial;
Glory, together in Christ love we’ll rewrite the story;
Hallelujah Mercy and power to the Children of God;
Humanity rebirth and showered lock in the arms of love;
Now and forever more Hallelujah
Wooh oh, Humanity, 'O humanity;
What's wrong wit you, what's wrong with me;
We've come full circle in hatred for one another
O' Lord God what's wrong with us
In whom do we trust:
Hallelujah Mercy and power to the Children of God;
Humanity rebirth and showered lock in the arms of love;
Now and forever more Hallelujah
10/20/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
A school in a village without any pastel –
Divine Child which never cares for riel
Strives for excellence. Does propel
The children upwards and rebel
Against injustice gigantic or sea shell;
Strives to let its stars and carvings excel
With the artistic hands of its roselle.
All play ups and disobeys did she quell
For all discourteous and insolent is knell.
Insurgencies and Illiteracy repel
As soon as they hear Divine’s yell.
She made IAS, engineer and Laurel
Who are shining brightly in parallel.
The capacity to write is more in noel
As during Christmas less is evil’s spell
And more golly and blimey impel.
She is still like a nice damoiselle
Not touched by corruption or rebel.
This is pond. In it many a Raphael
Have drowned to break a cell
From which brains emerged like sail
Which drove young minds to foretell
Their future. With Anandi ma’am’s spell
She still does prosper, flourish and excel.
Passing Through The Moment
Aesthetic communion for an artist in a ghetto
Prosthetic student union that is only there for the power show
Anaesthetic ex-communion for a doctor who does not want to go
Prophetic graceful union of the ones who seem to always know
Consummate reliance on another person for your relief
Don’t abdicate defiance before you’re consumed by all the grief
Illustrate the violence with the pen in disbelief
Communicate in silence while your left to possess only self belief
Impervious observers of the current situation of mankind
Discourteous serves the capitulation of this kind
Subservience swerves around direct attention as it affects a persons mind
Luxurious nerves are in retention as they wonder what the authorities will find
A child combining emotion with an elegance of innocence and need
A wild defining notion that denies the rich man of his greed
Beguiled by signing into the commotion I can do nothing but pay heed
Reviled divining oceans deprived of life so humanity can feed
Catastrophic implications for the latest politician in the news
Misanthropic consternations as they’re coming across as rather rude
Off topic conversations that have put me off my food
Electronic elevations that now decide what’s right and viewed
Altruistic gains for those with enough cash to be generous
Optimistic pains for he who can’t maintain the obstreperous
Deterministic rains are pouring on the intellectually venemous
Surrealist saints are mourning what it means to be classified as degenerate
I can’t elucidate the echoes in my mind today
I shant recuperate unless I find the beauty in the decay
I want to rejuvenate the times and see the truth along the way
As a renewed debate starts the incline to illuminate the way
By Elizabeth Moroz copyright 2025
RIGHTEOUSNESS
Sun shines bright on the righteous.
Not coward, be courageous.
Affirmative and be upright.
On the righteous Sun shines bright
Be rational in every step
Obstacles never to escape.
Victory sure to run parallel
In every step be rational.
Envious enemy enters
Be spirited on encounters.
Though days dawning discourteous
Enters enemy envious.
Grow great, go ahead in glory
Truth should glow in bio-story.
Righteousness to accept.
In glory go ahead, grow great.
04/20/19
'Swap Meet' Contest by Carol Colonnell
You cried when I walked away from us,
And decided to reposition forward to another.
You thought I vacant on the covetousness,
Then to reside in my secure stages of love.
You wept when you instituted that my being,
Cheated on you with a licentious woman,
Then to coerce my lustful ways with you.
Your tears were mistaken to come down your cheek for me,
Cause my psyche was wrong to deceive on something exceptional
Like you.
I?m just blinded from what your perception brought to me.
You tried to take the trepidation of wanting esteem,
And just residing in the love you was positioning out for me.
The times were magical in my eyes.
You never asked for prosperity,
But just for to be adored by a spirit like me.
We would always debate on certain issues,
But would never turn our backs on one another.
We was the love chronicle that was prepared to be seen
And never had a beautiful finale too.
I used to offend your physical attributes,
And be inconsiderate for the choices you made in your life.
So for all my devious ways,
My player days,
Everything that I did to affront your being,
I just have to say ?I?m apologetic for being the discourteous person I was.
I did not appreciate your feelings and thoughts,
But was just not in keen on hearing your quandary with us.
Maybe I known we wasn?t inclined for one another,
Or maybe my empathy knew that you would exhibit tenderness towards it.
I think about you constantly like my prayers in the morning,
And my qualms at night.
But you won?t talk to me,
Or read the little annotations or sonnet's I write to you.
But if God himself gave me one more probability to prove my love once again with
you,
I would complete the sovereign you ached for in time.
No one with your exquisiteness and wits,
Should whimper over someone misguided of your love.
And for that I?m sorry for taking you through my tribulations of being a man.
Form:
The union-management talks reach stalemates in their sessions.
Our representatives are attempting to gain concessions.
If we do not obtain better working conditions and a pay hike,
we see no other alternative but to go on strike.
On the slopes of Olympus Mons, we descend underground.
Inside this mine, deposits of titanium can be found.
If we go further, we can find gold and platinum.
In abundance are other metals like silver and palladium.
There are large untapped veins we can easily see.
Industries on Earth have been grateful for their discovery.
As a result, market prices for commodities have gone down.
Our location has been a booming Martian mining town.
The way the management has treated us has been pitiful.
It seems as if they are discourteous and ungrateful.
Despite dim light in the day, and subzero temperatures at night,
I have every belief in what we are doing is right.