Long Veritas Poems
Long Veritas Poems. Below are the most popular long Veritas by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Veritas poems by poem length and keyword.
Gustav Klimt adored for his murals and paintings
Turned life in poverty into art of awesome glory
Pioneering erotic paintings depicting female body
Moving boldly to shape pages of his artistic story.
Honored for murals painted in famous public places
Klimt became renowned at relatively young age,
Soon changing course of his creative endeavors
Crossing boundaries of norm to launch a new phase.
Paintings like Philosophy, Medicine, Jurisprudence
Quickly became symbolic of his early innovation,
Yet, he was shunned due to misplaced objections,
His trio was later destroyed by ignorant generation.
Moving boldly to declare freedom of expression
Painting Nuda Veritas to foretell his intentions
Achieving critical acclaim using gold in his portraits,
The Kiss raised his profile to yet higher dimension.
Exotic naked women became hallmark of his art,
Depicting Girlfriends in colors of nude confluence,
Drawing Adele Bloch-Bauer I as an elegant woman
Wrapped in a golden gown of rich Asian influence.
So many paintings became renowned masterpieces
As Death and Life won first prize in world exhibition
And Adele Bloch-Bauer sold for huge remuneration
Rejoicing art lovers who seek to own his creations.
The Apple Tree I, Birch Forest, Litzlberg am Attersee,
Adorned with nature, joining ranks of so many more,
Upon Klimt's death became tremendously valuable
As admirers of his art continue to cherish and adore.
November 28, 2017
Klimt
Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
Trust in the truth to set you free,
Light offers proof as soul can see.
Truth wears a veil in joy sublime,
Light now unveils a lovely time.
Joy speaks clear zest to unwrap cheer,
Hope works out best faith you hold dear.
Zest syncs with zeal that heart may show,
Love in true feel can bless and glow.
Zeal is passion armed with purpose,
Grace funds action as words find verse.
Purpose sparks health as wonders bloom,
Decide the wealth that fills heart's room.
A healthy mind says much of heart,
Poise ever finds a bold, brave start.
Dare wear your heart upon your mind,
Craft sanguine art that feels most kind.
Do your best then to feel each surge,
Verse comes just when feel inspires urge.
Listen and heed The Christ did say,
Choice primes the need to live and pray.
The journey here is a brief stay,
Love then my dear to know the way.
Leon Enriquez
03 March 2015
Singapore
while she believed she was me
signing my name on personal injury
claims in fort lauderdale
I cradled my identity i was every part
of america i was every part of germany while she
believed she was me buses blew up in london while
dirty bombs were plotted near
buckingham palace while corruption was being
laundered in Belfast Ireland while she believed
she was me fearlessly i was being dragged
through a holy war while she believed
she was me. my ancestors became
the valley of dry bones unearthed in burr oaks
cemetary the largest crime
scene in the history of chicago while
she believed she was me
a civil servant employee retired in tampa
an ex army wife dependant crawling on
constitution blvd wearing my dogtags
of thee highiest order of law truth veritas
her treason a mole hired by corruption
to infiltrate an ongoing criminal investigation
into police corruption
while she believed she was me killers snarled
as corrupt officers hissed
saddled with fear while she believed
she was me the fallen rose
as governors were arrested
while judges committed suicide
oh how I wanted to end my own life
to prevent another assassination attempt
oh lord forgive me as I decided
to follow my identity to my dismay
it was being blackmarketed sold traded
in Europe India the middle east and Moscow
devestated as I knelt praying
for our bischops and preist
while she believed she was me
the entire Polish Parliament perished
my soul dangled over russia
ORCHARD OF FRIENDLY FRUITS
AVOCADO
No wonder it's not just a vegetable,
but also a fruit?
PINEAPPLE
To be so rough in
so much breath
and sweetness...
CHERRY Nuggets adorn the
sensuality at the table...
STAR FRUIT
OH MY GOD...! ONLY THOSE WHO TASTE IT WELL KNOW THE TASTE...
APRICOT
Solemn fruit of the
ephemerides...
FIG
Knowing nothing,
now, I remain silent...
GUAVA
Enjoyable fruit,
shamelessly
surrenders to pleasures...
SOURSOP
I don't even know why it doesn't
invade the markets
and play the viola... oh my gosh!
JABUTICABA (Brazilian Grape)
Without hesitation, the flavor
I always repeat... the desire
never ends...
JAMBO (Java Berry)
As good as the fruit, it's a red carpet
imitating the Kremlin that spreads on the sidewalk...
LEMON
So sour, it becomes a sweet voluptuousness... Lemonade...
ORANGE
In morning joy, its body lavishes... orange delight...!
WATERMELON (Watermelon) Natural refreshment that science tries to imitate but fails...
MANGO (Mango) Sweet taste of the breasts of the beloved woman...
APPLE (Apple) Natural sin that envelops men... impregnates women...!
STRAWBERRY
Strawberry forever...
TAMARIND
At its feet the poet
who was Augustus succumbed
while defending it...
GRAPE
Green is an omen,
truth... veritas
Purple is truth, it's wine...
celebration...!
Veritas Vincit
the elusive goddess of the mind and soul couplet
a revelation of who we are, what we believe,
all that we imagine is or should be conceived;
born on the rising of the sun
holding moon glow in its captivity run
a complex menagerie of starlight within the cosmos dominion,
universal relinquishing of fictionalized wordings and opinions,
a hope, desirous dream, endless entity of fact from fiction
formalized false narratives of time and space interval diction;
it struggles, writhes in the turning and tossing window
foaming ocean waves of misinformation, lie, innuendo
there is no escape of twist or twitch spoof
squirming, wriggling the pathways of lie and truth
obsessive view in the eye of the beholder's solidarity,
is there hope, is there the possibility of a new reality
it truly is, as it really exists in a hidden state?
in the end, history will write what we dictate
someone's vision, another's reality
the hope and dreams of a future giving life and liberty
and freedom will take sail
only if
the truth prevails.
Sparked by Margarita Lilico's Latin Lessons
1/10/2022
In Vino Veritas, But Whiskey’s Better
In wine there is certainly such real-truth to be found,
And in whiskey there is even more of it to go around!
Wine may maketh one truly sagacious, whilst whiskey
Elevates one to a level known as “For Members Only!”
As modern-day bards seeketh true meaning in their daily
Thoughts—whiskey is man’s key to his baser instincts.
The soul doth prosper even better when fueled so truest
By the cryptic, elixir-like qualities of wine and whiskey!
And doth pray tell, I sayeth this must be so, and why not?
Well, both elixirs help to free man’s deepest inner spirit!
Wine is that exquisite medium for introspective reflection,
Whilst whiskey excites one’s self for immediate attention!
Let it be said though that wine and whiskey do complement
One another in man’s quest for real-truth in this crazy world!
Amen! Amen! Amen!
What more can one say?
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
January 7, 2018 (Couplet)
Curriculum vita in a perfect suit for the over emphasized job,
overwritten obituaries by all means towards the career to the top.
Artificial titles painting in phrase the landscape of the desire,
everybody loves a piece of paper with their name to admire.
Experts and highly trained specialized managers filling the dots,
functional mediocrity in responsible hierarchy for perfect slots.
Credited assurance in advance for long time chain reaction,
procedures towards the hatching office block satisfaction.
Glorious evolution in colored spread sheets entangled,
management in need of young and hungry wills commingled.
Names of schooling as prestige by all credit and expense,
honors taken in ceremonies to arouse all senses.
Dopamine for the ego’s rejuvenation as bonus,
reality check up at times to proof, so ferocious.
Everyone gets justified by a fiction curriculum,
mental doctrine harbored in a cubiculum.
Values from the past in other circumstance survived,
the name and its black and white calling have arrived.
Via veritas vita, by authorities by all means implemented,
leadership without vision will always act demented.
If the ideal is the reason to proof of what you are by the dot,
it will be of no good trying to proof what are not.
"Just take this chalk," (so went his talk,
to servants sent before):
"And do not balk. When you uncork
good liquor, mark the door."
This way, the churchman planned to pass,
when pausing for a rest,
fun nights in vino veritas,
partaking of the best.
"So, sup the wine, and if it's fine,
write on the lintel (lest
I miss the sign and fail to dine
there) 'Vinum Bonum Est!'"
Off went the servant at a trot.
Would we were in his shoes!
To earn our pay, we play the sot,
by "testing" all the booze!
From bar to bar, he wanders far,
obeying that behest:
but "Vinum Bonum" starts to jar:
He shortens it to "Est"!
He sips this wine, he guzzles that,
and if he is impressed,
he makes a holy concordat,
and marks the doorway, "Est!"
Down through the Alps the servant wends,
to tread Italian soil:
so many blends, to greet as friends!
Unto his task, stays loyal.
Both white and red, their bottles bled,
are flowing like the Arno:
by destiny, the servant's led
to Montepulciano!
Volcanic slopes (some are the Pope's!)
make wine that's heaven-blessed:
and, titillated as he topes,
he chalks up, "Est! Est! Est!"
Some days elapse -- a week, perhaps.
Beneath the tavern's eaves,
round Bishop wraps the sweetest of traps --
he arrives, but never leaves!
The wine is fine -- almost divine --
Soft, like an angel's breath;
To toe the line, he's disinclined --
and drinks himself to death!
And though this tale's beyond the pale,
a moral you may wrest --
each holy grail's adorned with nails --
go slow with Est! Est! Est!
Ivy leaguers smell like turd bits
Near the king’s commode where he s*its
Don should flush elites
Like what he excretes
Including these ass wipes and twits:
Yale University…J.D. Vance
Yale University…Scott Bessent
Yale University…Daniel Driscoll
Harvard University…Robert F. Kennedy Jr.
Harvard University…John Phelan
Harvard University…Dean John Sauer
Princeton and Harvard…Pete Hegseth
University of Pennsylvania...Tiffany Trump
University of Pennsylvania...Donald Trump Jr.
University of Pennsylvania...Ivanka Trump
University of Pennsylvania…Elon Musk
University of Pennsylvania…D.J. Trump
University of Pennsylvania and Harvard…Mehmet Oz
1..A rusty door-nail leaks a drying crust.
2..The taint of copper pennies.
3.Salt licking the scars of the unhealed.
4..A sunset burning dry corn.
5.Eyes bruised by anger.
6.Lips cut by stinging words.
7.Money burning holes in red letter days.
8.A fledglings mouth bleeding hunger.
9.The abrasions of fiery passions.
10.The plasma of inflamed desires.
11. Poinsettia’s in a snow storm.
12. Droplets of deep regret.
13. Squashed cherries, red berries, and ladybugs.
14. Clawing finger-nails.
15. A surgeons restless dreams.
16. Iron oxide in ferrous rocks.
17. A bull, a matador, and a slashing fear.
18. The breath of a bucking bronco.
19. Poppies thriving on a battlefield..
20. The face-paint of warriors
21. The face paint of the murdered.
22. The skull stomping feet of Kali.
23. Daily pinpricks.
24. A wet dagger in the dark.
25. Prints in a crime scene.
26. The blushed snorts of a wounded deer.
27. The prayers of a sorcerer.
28. Hands washing away guilt.
29. The chaotic splatter of magic.
30. A thought tied to revenge.
31. The spurts of feeding frenzies.
32. Gills caught in unbreathable air.
33. The dark secrets of vino veritas.
34. Rubies bathed by candle light.
35. An aroused areola and nipple.
36. The pulse of a ********.
37. Sandstone at sunset.
38. The nightshade luster of tomato skins.
39. A bad moon rising.
40. The froth and suds of a punctured lung.
41. The tears of a Sufi poem.
42. Menstrual flow in the time of the moon.
43. The eyes of a night hunting cats.
44. A mime artists poking a tongue.
45. The lining of a dictators coffin.
46. The simmering heat of fevers.
47. Reflections in a sleepless eye.
48. The body heat of love.
49. Birth and the open womb.
50. The end and beginning of all that live.