Long Standing ovation Poems
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I do not have the words to describe the uniqueness of you
You are the voice in the wilderness
Crying out to me
Not to just me alone
Still you speak directly to my soul
I am moved too places I have not seen
Experiences foreign to my imagination
I taste the dirt beneath your fingertips
I am satisfied
And yet I wish to consume more
You drag me down
Yet I am lifted by the brilliance of your thought
I sit in the centre of the darkness illuminated by your light
Each word written with purpose
I cry and laugh
I am shocked and desgusted
I rip at my chest in anguish
I feel the pain of those I do not know
How is it that I live in a world without justice
I was unaware I was part of the problem
Until I read your words
A voice calling out from the wilderness
A strange now familiar voice
I clap and clap and clap
For you my STANDING OVATION
Your words your words your words
I am moved
Thankyou
Dedicated to Vicky Tsiluma the Poem says it all.
Satan, sometimes, takes the form of humans,
He has found pleasure, now, in Putin's actions;
Pride, lie, and lack of love push him forward,
Same Satan will soon prove, that, he's a coward;
Lions should fight against equals or stronger lion,
Putin has brought shame, fighting with Ukraine;
Volodymyr Zelenskyy seems a man of gentleness,
He can, hence, be equaled to thousand Putins;
He sees his country built by his hands collapse,
From his side, he does all he can; no moral lapse;
British Parliament gives him grand standing ovation,
For him, protection of his people is the only obligation;
Putin, or anyone with arrogance, learn lessons sweet,
Fighting for power and might, when they get six feet;
What a life if you can't give your neighbor helping hand,
If you can't help, at least, do not grab their homeland,
To clap, yet, two hands needed, it's traditionally said,
The sins of Ukraine - are they swept under the carpet...?
09 March 2022
Never been the indirect type chalk that up to my zodiac, take a picture of this moment you'll never see it again without a Kodiak, everyone needs to be tested like an asvab, so bubble in your answers clearly I'm so mathematic, I don't take shots at anyone regardless of they drew the foul, just box em up in isolation crowds are so futile, no ammunition so no need to go to the armory, standing ovation for anyone honorable trying to dishonor me, feeding in too deeply of what your heart says is bad for business, just let it pump blood your mind was designed to make those decisions, fishing for answers without asking questions, it's a never ending cycle I wonder how stubborn we truly are or if we just look past the lessons, I'm no lesser so I chose to leave it on the dresser, birds of a feather will always flock together, so if you're one who's reading this and I offended you in some type of way, come approach me on it directly or let's make peace that's really all I'm trying to say
"You completed me and made me whole; you were my light.
My darling you are within me, though I am without your tonight."
~ The Poet ~
We entered this earthly stage together many years ago.
Act one Scene one: Our love seemed “all systems go.”
You touched my heart with your soulful voice.
Ever glad you and I made the right choice.
The sight of you walking toward me on the street,
My heart pulsed with an almighty beat.
I trembled when our lips met in a passionate kiss.
That sensuous feeling, I never wanted to miss.
When you took me in your arms to hold me tight,
I experienced all the sensation of a lover’s delight.
Our bodies in slumber gently entwined.
Waking with feeling of ecstasy overwhelmed my mind.
When we laughed together it was as if we were one.
Joined in happiness having so much fun.
When you were hurt the darkest surge within me to pray.
That our dear Lord would take your pain away.
And while we are on that subject when we prayed to Him above.
I felt that oneness with you as we offered God our love.
Now it’s time for the final scene and to close the curtain,
Our play’s been a success. Standing ovation, that’s for certain.
Let me play you violin
I hope you will dance
Don't mind how to begin
Till you loose all steps into trance
And wonder if you've been therein
I don't mind if it hurts
My fingers and my back
What if I got some concerts
Won't I keep oiling to avoid setback
And complimenting the overall efforts
Zero stress, keep calm
Let down the foes watching
To laugh steps long embalm
Tagged "SU dance" somehow gauche
Explode surprise into their mind bomb
Be at the top
Supply the tap
Fresh water behind
Running ever nonstop
Till standing ovation clap
And your fountain is enshrined
Rinse the pot
Set in each potato
At the reach of intense fire
Burning down chemical's dot
For all invited guests in-out Soweto
Before all to their dear houses retire
Happy birthday dear
Thrill the amusing thriller
And watch the wonder with cheer
For all cool teases to become chiller
As you await nice experiences of coming year
CHEERS! ?? ??
So the world without borders was a foolish idea
Poor authorities suffered from disrespect
Our sovereignty we have violated, my dear
Without taking notice we did that
The military industrial complex
Is being revived to standing ovation
Hard times have come, and it’ll be worse
Good job we’re free from further frustration
What a blessed fate, love, to go in due time
Free from their peasant nationalisms
From inane competitions, controlled decline
From taxation of the air we breathe
Back to the garden, as it has been sung
Back to our room with vase on the table
We’re remembered by trees, as forever young
Resting in peace within our fable.
C-he reads do re mi with regard,
H-aving felt the admiration;
E-ven if the tone is low
R-apture is felt in elation.
R-eading do re mi with regard, Che cheers up the listener;
Y-es, the first three tones are heard from the voice of the speaker.
D-o re mi of the diatonic scale
U-sually are used in solmization;
E-xciting practice has been done,
R-ehearsal is for preparation.
M-usical performance begins, opened by the break of dawn;
E-vening shadows disappear, as the twilight is gone.
R-ound of applause is given,
E-xtending the standing ovation;
G-reat sound fills the event
A-s Che enjoys the occasion.
D-ay twenty-sixth September, she wants to look forward;
O-pening her mouth and eyes, Che reads do re mi with regard.
The leaves of the fern
Begin the rhythm of the forest.
The music of the woodland floor
Pulsates to the rise of the sun.
The morning...mists dissipate in silent beats
Playing to every lead from the composer above.
Dapples of light pierce the canopy
Dancing atop the undergrowth’s skin.
Reflective light serenades...the complimentary
Colors of nature...as the day begins.
The cantata of Spring’s movement reverberates
The forest walls with echoes of wildlife sounds.
Nature’s mellifluous voice...graces the day.
Melodic tones of the chanting thicket,
Boundless in splendor...in harmonious hums.
Soft chirps...in a soothing ambience.
Elegant masses of birds lilt the air.
Amongst the sun and shadow,
An array of serenity dazzles the calm,
Displaying the beauty of nature.
The woven...movement shifts,
To the euphonious of a gentle rain,
As the acoustic waves chase the sun,
Dulcet tones begin to wind down,
As the fern plays its’ sonata of praise.
In its’ natural role in the forest.
The lush...fern bows with its coppery...red leaves,
As the curtain of night begins to close.
A standing ovation emerges at dusk
From the chattering...crickets...chirping applause.
Entering a new phase of life full of standing ovation
can be disrupted by the polarized effect of growth.
Innocence is pressed by social hypocrisy
to expose a young heart to adult conspiracies.
It’s tough to be in between the balance of morality and biology;
prematurity may be a reasonable excuse
but defending that little wisdom with clever restrictions
is a vital and compensatory need.
The right hand punches away corrupt company
but the left never lets go their naughty flare.
Growing wants then begin to misplace events and reasons
as a night club is for instance turned to a place for sight-seeing.
Carefulness is lost and internal scrutiny easily carried away.
A wrong predator then wins that precious attention’s mandate;
lies come with charismatic fun to leave total believe with no option.
Breaking a three days dry fast with mushroom and vodka, one brags,
such false manliness is captured and quickly admired.
Spending a night with a man in an isolated room
with the only expectation of playing chess;
not considering he is well blooded and physically functional,
enacting the precept of “can see, may touch but can’t taste”
is a time bomb set to explode in a matter of seconds.
Bending standards in conformity to peer-pressure,
copying the trend but doing it in a different fashion.
Act may be temporarily bound but the mind is already full blown;
interest is lured for a protracted time
just for corruption to cajole and make a deal.
Attention settles it for manifestation to take over,
drug, violence and sex once poked through accessible media
are fully accepted by the wishes of germinating drives.
Boundaries are what attract check points
when they’re non-existent, naivety is promoted
and no matter the made rules, foolishness most often wins
to craft out experience,
covered with the unattractive curtains of deadly mistakes.
The grass is green on the field today.
Another baseball season is under way.
“Play ball” is what the umpires will say.
We all cheer for “THE” team of our choice.
It is a favorite “GAME” throughout the nation.
The stands are composed “OF " many a resounding voice.
We give our “BASEBALL” heroes a standing ovation.
The month of April “IS” the beginning of the season.
Spring training games were “PLAYED” before the start.
The teams are banking “ON " going all the way.
To make it through “A” long season, you’ve got to have heart.
Players, lets take the “FIELD” and play ball today.
I gave this poem nine lines to signify the nine innings in a typical baseball game.
Robert Pettit for the “Middle of the Road” contest
Sponsored by H Garvey Daniel Esq.