Long Loosen up Poems
Long Loosen up Poems. Below are the most popular long Loosen up by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Loosen up poems by poem length and keyword.
i plant a tree in the unit of your soul
i embrace the happiness that refuses to hide in a corner
i loosen up slowly thank in part to the brightness of your quiet genius
i never thought it would be you who lives your life signing autographs of influence
when i wake up every morning, i take in the nature of your smile
heaven is at arm's reach, and God is a gentle peck away
you water the flower in the condo of my mind
what grows, as a result, is a foundation of stability
green i am to your faithfullness and your loyalty
you make loving to love easy and sincere
you make the assurance of definitive truth existant and believable
you make the heartbeat of forever's infinity reachable and retrievable
we do not have to pretend or play some odd and ridiculous role
to honor you, i plant a tree in the unit of your soul....
Grind it all away…
The sadness, the disease of malnutrition, the decay…
I want you to float on high like a feather off a bird
Allowing the calmer breezes to bring you to this world
Grind these cruel thoughts into bits and see the good
I would give you a place to stay if I could
If you would stay, if you would allow yourself to bloom
Instead of blinding yourself with self-hatred and gloom
I am so sick of you hating yourself because of me
I am so sick of wanting to be free
We are…take it all away
Listen, stop screaming in your head for me to stay
I am here—but your cruel necessities drive all away
Lift up your voids of anger, sadness, and deceit
Loosen up your sovereignties—and breathe!!!
I cannot help you all of the time
I cannot save you from the currents
But please…please don’t let the pain flourish
Let yourself free from the bondage of your caged sorrows
Allow yourself to fill up on warmth—allow yourself to swallow!
But upon the excruciating agony—still you wallow
Why do you choose to do this for yourself?
Why have you given up?
You know, what hurts the most?
That you accept your pain…your so-called pathetic ways
And drag me straight down with you…
Shall we swim together in the waste of time,
That you have so craftily established?
I will rise to the surface without blemish
I will tell you once more—be free!!!
And if you only ignore—
All will not matter anymore
I am not staying to watch you fall
Pick yourself up if you care at all
But don’t bring me down like this
Don’t accept the negative wars
Or like a war, fight them off, cut them off, grind them to dust
I will fight with you if I must…
But I will not accept defeat
Get up on your feet
Believe.
Christmas Eve Mystery
The sun had set, and it was Christmas Eve.
Dear Santa finished up and packed the sleigh;
made sure his Reindeer were geared up to go
before they'd have some time outside to play.
Now it was time to go to North Pole Park,
for there they'd snack on greens below the snow,
and run and prance to loosen up their legs
for galloping through space 'neath moonlit glow.
There, Santa rested on his favored bench;
'tween nodding, saw them romping everywhere.
However, Rudolph proudly stood on guard
beside him watching with protective care.
But soon enough, except for one, they'd fled;
whichever way they looked, none to be found!
Rudolph and Santa surely seemed upset...
yelled out each name in hopes they'd come around.
Before long, darkness fell upon the park.
Did Santa's deer come back to join the team?
Yes...every precious gift arrived on time.
'Twas only Santa's 'forty winks' bad dream!
December 10, 2018
For the Contest, "The Park Bench At Christmas",
sponsored by Sara Kendrick, based on Picture #3
Ramping An Ragging Over A Game Delay
Ramping an ragging
Ragging and ramping
f#@~=%*!` ^& 8®?©
Over a baseball game delay
You’ve been stewing and brewing
What good is doing?
It won’t stop the rain
You’re only babbling to the wind
Let it register in your brain
Quit your shenanigans
Trying to get even
Will only get you breathing and
Heart beating too fast
It’s not difficult
Loosen up and act like an adult
I'm so annoyed
Get over your obsession
Quit your insane bellyaching!
There’s a hundred
Other channels to choose from
8/5/2015
Resolute opinionated Little Miss Gertie is barely thirty
But as set in her ways as a scorched shirt burned dirty.
We used to try to get her to loosen up a tiny bit.
But she has no humor or pliability, and she can be a snit.
So we decided to leave her alone and lo and behold.
She met a male stranger, all blustery, opinionated and bold.
He was almost the same age, a resolute bachelor, quite old.
They became an item and got married, but neither would fold.
The wedding was short-lived, for neither would give an inch.
She was angry that when putting on the garter she got a pinch.
She pouted the entire wedding night and strangled his finch.
Their marriage did not have a chance; which we knew was a cinch.
My oh my as I pass on by
I catch an angel out of the corner of my eye
As I apply the brakes
To make sure this was no mistake
No way is she fake
Wow how she makes my heart pulsate
This beautiful angel I see flying across the landscape
When I catch up with her I try to look her in the eyes
As she glowed up on high throughout the midnight sky
Before I could say why she laid her hands upon me
Which made me feel somehow all this loneliness will pass on by
I would never lie about this beautiful angel
Who lights up the sky
The pure love that I felt in that moment
I thought I was going to melt
I know I need to loosen up my belt
Because I can feel my temperature rise
See myself glowing in her beautiful eyes
Nobody is going to believe who came to visit
From way up beyond the skies
The last thing I felt was like a soft fur pelt
The warm kiss of an angel of God
Who had given me an amazing wish
For when the angel touched me with her holiness
Then all my loneliness disappeared into the fine mist
Thank you for hearing my prayer
I will be sure to cross it off the list
Because all my loneliness
Disappeared with an angel's kiss
That i’m so happy I didn’t miss
What's the matter?
Are you worn-out?
Are you fatigued and tired?
Oh...please don't speak
I’ll help you out in no time
Just take your time to heal
Rest on my shoulder
if it helps you
Loosen up the strain
and be lead charitably like a train
on its train tracks
You need your rest
I could tell by the absence of your energy
spreading across your body and soul
It was my lucky guess
I must confess
that I felt insecure and hopeless
without you there
Oh...I can't bear
The thought of you
Leaving me behind
and unwanted in the street
I'm struggling with this
depression wars
I can't fight it
alone
I tried to fight
the useless tears,
the countless fears,
taking over me
I didn't mean to show
all that filthy anger
that crafts quarrels
Now I'm trying hard
To scrub the filthiness
Deep inside of me
This unwanted depression--
I haven't ever asked for it
I'm fighting this depression wars
now and forever
for you
My burdened soul cries for help
It wells up in pain
Why must I be
Messed up?
Screwed up?
Don't tell me that I'm
ignorant...self-centered
I've never asked
for this feeling of
repulsive remorse
Are you willing
to leave all our regrets behind,
taking us away from tranquil life?
Are you willing
to fight this depression wars
together as a team?
(this poem is based on a character I made a while back)
Ooey, gooey, give me choc-o-lot!
If I must, I'll take it liquid hot,
But "wicked" like they fix it in Madrid,
Thick as porridge, satin sunburnt sweet.
(Not like here: sugar,milk and cocoa, mix and heat).
Give me some hot chocolate I can eat!
Drip-drop-dripping from a spoon!
Give it - give it to me in a box.
Tantalize my lips with luscious bits,
Rum and amaretto morsels dipped.
Give me it in chips or chunks or blocks.
And please not those from K-mart or the grocer.
We connoisseurs much prefer it kosher!
Give it to me Swiss or straight from France.
Hurry while I loosen up my pants!
I'll make do with anything you have.
Drizzled over ice-cream nice and smoothy.
chocolate is the universal salve.
chilled or warm, but slathered on it soothes me.
Make my ice-cream chocolate flavored too-
peanut butter swirls with fudge will do.
Be my ever sweet-tooth choco-fairy.
Finger-feed me bonbons. I'm your baby.
Feed me plump and succulent black berry.
Give me, give me, give me what I crave,
and I shall be your love-starved-choco-slave.
10/5/13
When I wrote this, it just flowed to me, like chocolate water; usually I have to sit and think a bit and poetry often does not flow from me in this way!
Don't bother me with conformity
don't bother me today-
with things I should (or shouldn't) do
or what I shouldn't say!
Don't bother me with conformity
my house is not “obscene”...
Orange, purple, and lavender
look lovely with lime green!
Don't bother me with conformity
I'm much too happy, carefree
to wonder why the neighbors all
keep staring so at me!
Maybe they're jealous of my tail
I really don't give a hoot!
Surely they have seen before
grown-ups in zebra suits?
Don't bother me with conformity
...too busy to follow your lead!
I've whatcha-ma-call-it thingies to build
and unicorns to feed!
Don't bother me with conformity
don't worry me this way!
You've stepped on all the faeries toes
and run the elves away...
Don't bother me with conformity
you're being such a pest!
My mud pies were quite fabulous
and not a “filthy mess”!
Don't bother me with conformity
my music's not so loud...
Accordions are delightful-
See? It's already drawn a crowd!
...Respectfully holding their applause
until I reach the end-
Oh no- they really love it so!
You're quite mistaken, friend!
Don't bother me with conformity
come dance a jolly jig!
You really should loosen up a bit
you sad, forlorn, old prig!
Don't bother me with conformity
No thanks! I've had my fill...
of boring, bland, and deathly dull
no doubt that boredom kills!
Don't bother me with conformity
Oh, what was that you said?
Well, I think you (and your boring lot)
are the crazy ones instead!
In the waiting room, the plant
Sat near the windowsill.
Purple leaves were nodding
Like they had their own free will.
Their skinny stems supported
What were leaves split up in threes;
All were dancing to the music
From the radiator breeze.
Outside the sun was shining
Though the day was brisk and cold.
That brightness drew the plant
And like Svengali, had a hold.
For every leaf was straining
To get closer to the light.
I wondered if they’d loosen up
When day turned into night.
I guess we’re not so different
‘Cause it’s natural to yearn
For whatever makes us cozy
And it’s to that source we’ll turn.