Long Proverb Poems
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I’ll pluck the poisonous parrot with a PROVERB:
‘Nob’dy can make you feel inferior without your consent!’*
(But WHY
Would I give my consent,
ANYWAY?)
(Because it’s a habit!)
(Because DREAMS are SCARY)
(The mean little P.P. SABOTAGES words with words)
…a little advice: pull out the tail-feathers first,
Then pop the poisonous parrot in the pot,
And it will resolve into a fine glue
With which,
You can stick words together
(best use of raw materials!)
*Eleanor Roosevelt
Written On: 1/8/2019
For: Plucking the Poisonous Parrot Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy
My parents used to say, "Money doesn't grow on trees".
I already knew that and that it didn't lie in the weeds.
But it was one of their proverbs to teach us about survival.
It was their way of teaching us to be thoughtful and frugal.
It was similar to another proverb I heard very early in life.
I don't remember who, where, or why, but someone said to me,
"Rome wasn't built in a day". They'd say, 'Things take time'.
Hello. My name is Rome. I'm very well known.
I no longer provide a throne for emperors and rulers,
but be advised that I am still vibrant and strong.
I am still admired, and many have been inspired.
History records that I was both feared and revered.
I built great roads and a world empire. And I also set
many hearts on fire. Even the Bible records how I
provided respect and dignity to the citizens of my empire.
Although I am not as famous as I was once upon a time,
let us all understand that I was not built in a day. In Europe,
I still remain, where some things still remain the same. And
although I am not as famous, I feel great, not old and grey.
020823PSCtest, Contest Name: Proverbial. Margarita Lillico
Water describes a stranger while blood describes a family member
This statement has been around for as long as i can remember
When it comes to different situations why is this statement used
When the truth is when you're in need of help your family has refused
Family isn't the the blood it used to be because its been watered down
Its selfishness, lies and money bringing all families to the ground
There's constant argument and not getting along with one another
There's fighting over the inheritance of their almost dead mother
There's competing between siblings on who's better than who
What happen to sticking close together the way your mother has taught you
A proverb says friends are sticking closer than a brother
So really there is no such thing as blood being thicker than water.
His sins, many thousands of them,
Lie buried in the anonymous soil.
Over his mantelpiece a proverb hangs:
"Aus den Augen, aus dem Sinn."
On his shelf "Mein Kampf" is visible.
"It must never happen again,"
he is quick to reassure the fainthearted.
All else is new:
His car, his house, his political complexion,
His hairstyle, his face, everything.
Everything? No, not quite everything.
If you want a new car, you can buy one.
If you want a new house, you may get the money.
If you want a new political complexion,
You can always change your daily newspaper.
If you want a new hairstyle,
You can always pay a little extra.
If you want a new a new face, it can be arranged
(or rearranged).
And the heart, the old hard heart?
Ask for a transplant.
You can always ask, but
Not for love or money
Can you change the past.
Aus den Augen, aus dem Sinn Out of sight, out of mind
Welcome Back!
Did you listen to May I Speak to you for every word is
substantially rocked in the cradle of love and with I understanding.
I was set up from Everlasting.From the Beginning or
even the earth was. yes! When there was no depth I was brought forth!
When there was no fountain abounding with water.
Before the mountains were settled
Before the hills was I brought Forth....................!
While as yet he God of gods and all had not made the Earth
nor Fields nor the Highest part of the Dust of the World.
When he God of All prepared the Heavens--- I
I Understanding was there!
When he God of gods and Lord of lords and King of kings
and any too many and many to all the way too! Many are called
but few are Chosen Globally
Locally, States National Internationally I understanding was there when he set a compass upon the Face of the Depth...So keep your heart clockingThank you Welcome my amazing friend. Am I understanding or not to be or?
To be or Not to be is even today a right now Question Iin the Air In the Heaven and Below the Secret Worlds Realms all Planets maze or a quiz or a gaze or a test Remember ! Some People Places or Things throw arrows and darts of hate rest-assured guarantee... you your pain this day or evening or night be light with such an appealing embrace I understanding am yours to share look up and live I will hold you so gently like a bird flying overhead in the foggy mist or midst of life sadness tears flowed disappear within the torn bleeding bloody soul help the body believe be healed rest on my shoulders where all has been hidden regrets you must meet forgiveness where all is forgiven that spirit is a friend Some may ask
Why I did it
I did it for Love For God is Love!
Proverb 8-23 Kings Book
.KJV-Amen!
O Israel,
greatness hides in humility.
The proud sword shines briefly.
The quiet hand rules longer.
An African proverb whispers:
a king who governs by violence
shortens his own reign.
Aggression summons aggression.
Blood remembers blood.
If you seek to lead
the Middle East,
do not conquer with fire.
Conquer with patience.
Water defeats stone
not by force
but by persistence.
Soft power is the unseen army.
Humility is its shield.
Through war
you carve memory
into the hearts of generations.
Victory today
can plant rebellion tomorrow.
Pain travels through time.
Children inherit it.
If peace is desired,
let wisdom speak.
Two peoples
must breathe the same horizon.
Brotherhood and sisterhood
build what armies cannot.
A nation becomes greater
when it learns restraint.
The soft heart
moves mountains
the sword cannot touch.
Remember this:
Empires endure
not by fear alone
but by the consent
of those who live beside them.
And the universe itself
leans toward those
who choose wisdom
over conquest.
#Sacrifice_puked_upon
There's a voice, so loud in my neighbors house, I peep to see whats happening, a lad is the source of it, projected at parents. Wish to shut my ears and close my eyes, so not to hear and listen but my inner being abducts me into it.
Broken, mothers special mug, I see the broken pieces scattering also in her eyes, her body taking badly the shot of the sound the mug makes when hitting the floor. I realize indeed, such was a special mug, her womb fruit. A child mushrooming amorphously, out and wild of her mothers hands and side.
There she remain numb and demented, only tears speaking on her behalf, through falling, on the very floor the mug has fallen. In those tears, its not only pain coated but hope and her only wishes to this world and life.
This is a taking moment, the least and last of what was left of this mother. If life is not choked out of her body, this moment, Heaven clock must had not clocked upon her soul.
I see her reconnecting back with her strength, trying to sit herself down, with her hand on her mouth, words not audible breathed out from the uncovered part of her mouth.
Like any parent, she never imagined that one day her womb fruit, would too grow thorns and start preakling her. Her mistake was saying "not my child" forgetting that on this temporary world, no one live without discovering for themelves the true meaning of "never say never" proverb.
In her mind, all her starving days, her efforts, sacrifices and investment in this lad, pilling into stacks of pain, she wanna shout and burst her pain out but her voice dries out, for the pain having spread like venom upon her body, all she can and left with, are tears that run so trespassing upon her every pore of her eyes,
she realize to herself that these are her sacrifices puked upon, I pray this to be not the last she could realize and take as her last discovery to her creator. Parenting gone south, like a lab experiment unconvincing its scientists, while children turning opposite to what every parent wishes, parents sacrifice puked upon
#Poetic_Ink
“The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”
common proverb
The question in this quote plays on our minds
in the quagmire of branding “goodness”.
Take Saul of the New Testament for example.
devout Pharisee that he was, he was blind.
He started out on the road to Damascus
already blinded by selfish ambition.
Educated and engrossed in the law,
Saul was intent on punishing those of the Way.
The law (Ten Commandments) is goo-ood
in the sense that it proves humans are not.
It serves a higher purpose of bringing mankind
to realize we are sinners who need a Savior.
Ask any person to list the ten commandments
and where do they start – not with the first four,
overlooking the One who outlines righteousness.
In submission to Him we'd withdraw good intentions
When that much-needed Savior, Jesus, came to earth
He proclaimed Himself as John records,
“I am the way, the truth and the life.”
and He added words which some never quote -
“no man cometh to the Father but through me.”
Creator God endows, empowers man with ability.
We lose sight of His control when we thrive,
thinking our ideas, voice and actions are spot-on,
achieved by our self-driven capacity, competence.
The road to heaven is overlaid with obedience.
Its pavement is the solid foundation for our walk,
as we submit to the One who governs the true and righteous.
We study Jesus and see what is wrong with us;
our good intentions celebrate our will rather than His.
One year ago Dictator Putin’s
Massed military might
Invaded the Ukraine
Not really expecting any fight.
One year later, with increasing
Frustration and despair,
Putin’s battered conscript army
Is still trapped and fighting there.
Like all modern military bullies
They failed to understand
The power of the patriot when
Asked to defend his land.
So many recent example
Of the futility of wars
When Military ambitions face
A defender with a cause.
Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan,
All refused to accept defeat
Although battered and torn
Each forced invader to retreat.
With arrogance and ignorance
They don’t learn or even care
Of the proverb telling of the power
Of sword turning into ploughshare.
In the end it’s down to statistics
The invader finally accepts he’s lost
When faced with the ever mounting
Life, material, and economic cost.
They leave behind chaos while,
Like hungry vultures they hover,
Waiting for the ready profits there
As they offer assistance to recover.
The purveyor of munitions
Not really taking any side,
Quietly counts his profits from
The sales he’s made worldwide.
And gleefully rubs his hands
Waiting for the rise in sales
That aftermath of a conflict
Inevitably entails.
The bully has to replace arms
He’s used on the battleground
And so the oil of commerce
Makes the World go round.
For the whole World knows
There’s no way to compete
With satisfaction gained
From a healthy profit sheet.
Putin still sits in Moscow
So immaculately dressed
Repressing a country that’s
Been constantly repressed.
POTUS sits in Washington
Land supposedly of the free
Where anyone can starve
In the name of democracy.
Two different systems and
Two very different voices.
You just pays your money and
You just makes your choices.
He Choose to Grow Weak
Could you help me understand the complexities of our actions? When joy fills our hearts, we radiate positivity, but when sadness washes over us, it feels like an ache that permeates our very being (Proverb 17:22).
How can we support you if we remain in the dark about your feelings? You often bury your emotions deep within, creating a pressure cooker of unresolved thoughts and pain. In those shadows, you find yourself hiding away, tears spilling down your cheeks. Why did you choose to stay trapped in that desolate, lonely space? Remember, reaching out for help is not a sign of failure; it is a brave step toward healing.
Life resembles a resilient tree, swaying gracefully when the winds are gentle, yet vulnerable when fierce gusts challenge its strength. Why did you hesitate to step into the light from that somber, solitary existence? Like a tall, proud tree that can snap under overwhelming force, you, too, risk breaking under the weight of isolation.
Recognize that asking for help isn’t a trick or a sign of weakness. Carrying the burden alone is a choice that ultimately leads to a gradual decline in strength. Once again, you may feel like a small child, uncertain and timid. You declare, “Mommy, I am a big boy now. I can do everything by myself.” But in that misguided belief, darkness thickens, and the innocent are caught in the turmoil of your struggle.