Long Unpleasantness Poems
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I've been troubled
As of late
Stumbling in the darkness
To the presence of a golden gate
The moment I reach
The glistening bars
I awake, irritated
That I can only go...so...far
~then Reality~
That feeling of want
Presses me to find
Perceived treasures
In my empty mind
There has to be a key
That will open what's closed
Beyond the boundaries
Of what this world knows
~about the Sacred~
Without the all from beyond
The confines of this place
I must reconcile my knowledge
To that locked gate
Imagination and dreams
Invite the bored to entertain
That life would be better
If you possessed all you COULD gain
~without unpleasantness~
Everything in this ground
Grows with weeds and fruit together
Each plant has to fight
To not allow self to be tethered
What is this place I'm in
It seems to be a garden of death
Where the withered and worn
Lay down their last breath
~to a black earth~
And the Grave Gardner
Collects the doomed soul
Awaiting the Revelation
Of a hidden goal
~there has to be a reason~
Written by Trudy Schrader on 07-08-2018
For you, not for me.
The words I said to myself years ago.
While looking at what seemed like a reflection of myself.
With clenched fist knowing I didn’t ask for any of it.
Running away became a default feeling.
For a long time, I thought of it.
Then the opportunity came.
It was my birthday.
I didn’t have to stay anymore.
I chose to run that day.
Had I stayed,
I would have been continuously robbed of my happiness.
Fleeing from the unpleasantness was the only option for me.
Seeking to walk on a path that seemed tranquil and safe,
But unproductive to everyone around me.
I chose to run,
To find the road to stability.
To rid myself of the enforced pedestal.
To not lose the ‘sense of me’ that was left.
I chose to run.
With the words ‘for you not me’ echoing in my mind.
Had I stayed, I wouldn’t have given myself a chance.
What we seek
In the unpleasantness
We find in situations,
Times or experiences.
In the hopes of closure
In unfair treatment,
Disrespected and hurt
To an extent undeserved.
We seek a sense of
Peace and understanding
In releasing it all
Before putting things to an end.
We seek one final goodbye,
Hoping to hear another side
Or reasoning for their actions.
So we may reach closure.
Sometimes, we don’t get that.
We have to move on,
Accepting that closure
Between some
Will never be reached.
We can only put it behind us
And move on from the pain.
For closure is not about others
But finding it withing ourselves.
When seeking this closure,
It is determined by us
Whether it is reached or not.
Nobody else.
Closure
Is only done
In ourselves
With ourselves
For ourselves.
June 10 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Job 32-34
Key Verse – Job 33:4 The spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.
HEART THAT THANKS GOD WHO HAS GIVEN US LIFE
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward righteousness’ fruitfulness
Against sinfulness and wickedness
Despite rebelliousness as well as stubbornness
Enabling us to forsake selfishness by His holiness.
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward salvation’s favour
Against hell-torture and tormenting fire’s endeavour
Despite religiosity as well as humanism’s savour
Enabling us to walk along His heavenly avenue with spiritual fervour.
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward understanding’s grace
Against confusion and doubt’s trace
Despite intellectualism as well as professionalism’s brace
Enabling us to seek Him first with His goodness’ praise.
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward blessings’ delight
Against departure and escape from chastisements’ sight
Despite frustration as well as losses’ plight
Enabling us to experience His peace around His guiding light.
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward honour’s integrity
Against shame and embarrassment caused by iniquity
Despite awfulness as well as unpleasantness of pride’s vanity
Enabling us to humble down before His authority.
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward plenteousness’ increase
Against scarcity and poverty with advancing grease
Despite crises as well as nothingness full of void-crease
Enabling us to trust His Word that fully frees.
Our heart thanks God Who has given us life toward servanthood’s commitment
Against negligence and unfaithful stewardship of shallow accomplishment
Despite complaints as well as murmurings due to discontentment
Enabling us to share the Gospel for His kingdom-advancement.
June 10, 2026
"I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22
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Hungry eyes seek substance, food matters naught--
sees the unpleasantness that drains the eyes.
The sea, Heaven on earth, explicit thought
of days that pleased youth oft courses--denies
to the stare of his feet, wherefore and whys,
slowly his head lifts, upright, turned around,
raises palms to rub eyes, lowers ... astound,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
Rudders turn stern, sails fixed, helms steer abound,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
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The Creator last passed, blessed the Isles, ought
for the righteous--who first cheered led to cries--
so say I, the Lord of host ..., naught bethought,
lead to temptations; scripturally wise,
threshold darkness crossed, newcomers, eyed prize,
an ancient people's customs, rites, all-round,
diverse power creates oneness, propound,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
Afeared spread out and a kingdom compound,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
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An influx flourish, commitments ill-fraught,
church breeds greed, false prophets, true profits--guise,
knowledge sought by natives plots short-changed taught,
forced natives, dethroned queen, kingdom, likewise,
unlearned natives conquered by day, by lies,
time passed, those with knowledge escapes eastbound,
some accomplished, tiresome measures, homebound,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
Though zilch, non-native highest seat -- renowned,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
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Grant, native Hawaiians were first who found,
last Hawaiian; Isles, their burial mound,
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
Moses, Exodus estranged you -- your crowned,
last -- prince by name, adoptee, choose uncrowned.
at last, life found its true purpose; a home.
White trees of massive strength holding
tons of snow never cracking and toppling,
I'm captivated by their glossiness
more than the velvetiness of roses!
It's winter's invasive silence totally dire
that ushes the murmurs of their leaves
so distinctly flamboyant and distinctly theirs,
and in Fall when those dazzling colors
fascinate, can make one stop and admire
their loveliness so unique and grand...
a comeliness found in a distant dreamland!
Weather can change their green
into white, not their astonishing stateliness,
time certainly will in drastic ways;
but the nobility of appearance excels,
and it's never a muted anger of rudeness
retorted and suppressed by the cruel harshness
of a season not as clement as spring is...
and its unpleasantness can be clearly seen!
Truly, coldness is not felt by trees,
but brightness enlivens them with gleams
as it vitalizes an image of elegance given by
remote stars with a steady glow,
unless a bleak night hastily moves
in and crystallizes all the puffy snow
with no moon above, only a misty sky
that invites the remote sounds of an enraged wind
engaging in wits of blows with a frightening sound!
When the frozen branches of the sturdy trees
start to defrost towards morning,
surely spring has arrived freeing
them from their misery and useless pleas;
they will begin to undulate and not be ravaged by storms...
gradually snow will melt showing the greenness of meadows!
My heart thumped away, trembling
In the sigh of an autumn grace
Reflecting the moments, when love
Painted my doubts in sapphire laughter
Silencing each hesitation with joy
Poured out on the spirit who knows
She’s finally found her other half –
Something better than she can describe
My heart, beating recklessly withing me
Sending darkness a reminder that, with him
I know only the radiance of a kindness
The miracle of a light promising healing
The wonder of two who know what it means
To love beyond self-regard, with a love
That adores more than just the attractive
Love that admires even the unpleasantness
If it brings them closer to their most cherished
Treasure – the target of their affection
This love knows the meaning of acceptance
This love is wise and warm and willing
To give from the heart and soul, a feeling
That embraces even the letdowns, the flaws
Little catastrophes who inspire our hearts
To overflow with a love that is kind, generous
Gentle and considerate, a gift from the spirit
Who knows what it is to influence with love
This love is the sensation stirred to life
By the spirits of two who know the meaning
Beneath prayers, promises, praises…
The tenderness of giving more than things,
Giving with the intention of spreading
Pieces of a nature, affection that can’t be taught
Understanding, forgiveness, caring…
That can’t be bought – these are gifts from heaven,
These are gifts from the heart!
My heart still trembles at the thought
Never knowing the joy of this love that brought
My heart to the realization that this gift
Is more beautiful than the most breathtaking
Intimacy like this brings the heart satisfaction
The soul a sense of appreciation and the spirit
A connection that inspires joy and affection
She broke many fragile hearts in the past,
Her wild-child smile captivated many men,
Her beautiful eyes look straight into their souls,
Her cold demeanor then lured them, even more so.
She was as cool and calm as a woman can be,
She was as free as a bird on the summer trees,
Singing on the branches and gaily hops along,
As mighty a song as a sway of love glance,
As gracious a prance as the swan song dance.
As time goes by, she longingly cries,
Searching the world for someone,
Her once cool heart now arches in pain,
Feeling the strain of emptiness and regrets,
Her love-nest is unrelenting, empty, cold and quiet,
She broke so many hearts in the past,
And now the paths lead to her present.....
of unpleasantness, filled with loneliness.
Jieranai T. Maier
First Revision
December 2003 ©
Fear, sheer fear, rules this once-great nation
Fear of missing out, fear that a 'virus' will sprout
Fear of stating a belief, fear of catching some grief
Fear of normal give-and-take, fear of what may be at stake
Fear of political incorrectness, fear of any unpleasantness
Fear of feckless authority figures, fear of academic rigor
Fear that someone is offended, fear of a BFF upended
Fear of getting caught cheating, fear of being seen 'meat-eating'
Fear of a vaccine injection, fear of the slightest hint of rejection
Fear of COVID or BIRD-FLU or AIDS ~ Fear to NOT be afraid...
In '33 FDR told us the only thing to fear is Fear itself.
Let's embrace his message, take Courage down from the shelf
Tiny, silver crystals sprinkle the earth
as they float slowly down
from the place of their birth.
Peppering white along the brown,
in the cold they may be found.
From frostiness they are born,
iciness follows them to the ground,
piercing like a thorn
Many there are
yet none are quite the same.
They have six sides whether near or far,
and their intricate designs are their fame.
Yet each is very small,
in large groups they strike fast
and leave piles that are tall
when the tempest is past.
They bring coldness to the touch
and get caught in your hair.
With unpleasantness of such
they even scare away the bear.
The wind whistles in your ear
as it sends the snow floating down.
And all that you can hear
is that there is a blizzard in town.
Although very unpleasant
when blown in your face.
When all its energy is spent
it is peaceful throughout space.
It is safe to step outside
and as you can guess,
there is no need to hide.
You may forget
all the unpleasantness
for gone is all the wind's blow.
And all that lies
is a fine layer of snow,
and of the ghastly weather
there are no ties.