Long Wiling Poems
Long Wiling Poems. Below are the most popular long Wiling by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Wiling poems by poem length and keyword.
Spending today
whilst wiling away
each hour
each minute
each second
Pottering about
doing nought
I am feeling
relaxed as can be
For today I have spent
with delightful intent
bathing in words
luxuriating in bubbles
with poetry cleansing my soul
erasing my troubles
sploshing
and splashing
I swim in her poetry puddles
just like Singing in the Rain
I love playing this game
becoming Gene Kelly again…
Written on 2nd March 2020 after spending a delightful day writing and reading mine and others poetry on Poetry Soup - indulgent and decadent yet oh so peaceful...
Contest Strand Choice B
Sponsor Brian Strand
1st PLACE
22 May 2021
Contest Name What Brings You Peace
Sponsor Chantelle Anne Cooke
1st PLACE
"Secret Lover"
Fight to live and never stop,
Give it hell till the casket drops,
Break these chains and find my self,
Shake this habit for my health,
Don't believe him when he lies,
Bitter sweetness my demise,
On my arms he leaves his mark,
Peaceful chaos in the dark,
Silent assassins claims another,
Innocent tears missing their mother,
Stolen away like a thief in the night,
Oblivious numbness fades into light,
Addicted to the peace found in the pain,
Kept in secret and Hidden in shame,
I fill the sting I see red cough and drift away,
Like a fool I chase this dragon though I need to slay,
With every kiss he steals some life taking from me breath,
Temptation whispers in my ear lies of a beautiful death,
I beg him To go but he knows Im lying,
Tainted is his love killing its certain I'm dying,
Every move he makes always in silence,
Im a wiling victim of his domestic violence,
Realization of illusion my distorted reality,
Sociopathic addiction and forgotten Fatality,
At first I believed him guess just blind ignorance,
Now Searching for his presence found in a rinse,
On a mission to escape although its imprisoned relief,
Aware of true intentions and recognized is this Greif,
Press on to the finish and beat these odds,
Memories soon to fade of a junkies' nods,
Stay strong and endure this rough weather,
For myself for my little ones gotta do better,
No EPO to keep him at bay,
Left with my thoughts so on my knees I pray,
Turn to God this time and really try,
Make a choice to live and not to die,
I must face him this monster that haunts,
Lingering In the shadows I hear his taunts,
I call him hank but he has many,
Call him what you will his names are plenty,
He is the one who takes my soul,
In truth he bought it some time ago,
The one that takes but doesn’t give,
The most feared predator to date to live,
Addiction shows to me no mercy,
Craving just a taste unquenched left thirsty,
Ill get it right I'll win this battle ill shine,
And keep on fighting this fight,
that wasn’t ever meant to be mine.
-amber smith
I don’t believe Donald Trump should be impeached,
He’s brought light to the Presidency, a dynasty,
Of a long line of ‘born again’ believers, screeched,
Wiling government into a god-inspired fallacy.
Burocracy is not an heuristic term or value judgement -
It’s a rational roll of reasonable deliberations, business,
Mirroring the typical American citizen as sediment,
Which Mr Trump places, to his credit and best guess.
He’s not a force for power without love and freedom,
Stealing smiles from unlikely Democrats, Pub’s alike,
He gives the lesser the right to arbitrate and custom,
When climbing the hierarchy an eager workers’ hike.
He’s not killed five people, an individual’s sadness,
Another quinquennial would see America great again,
With Covid faced squarely and firmly by flatness,
Joe Biden will take it as efficient, practical and fain.
Let the people speak from the Representative’s House,
Not one view, but proffering all view’s to regulate,
Bold with speech, he’s turned the stiff upper clouse,
Into commerce’s flutter, so please give a vulgate.
Dominique Webb
Nature shaped the earth into the sphere
While leaving each piece of parts flats
To offer individual life places to grow
While rotating around the sun as a whole
For all individuals can thus equally share
The glare of brightness, warmth of the sunlight
And the calm of darkness, coolness of the night
Silver clouds floating high and drifting
In the sky, distributing rain, snow, and news
To quench the thirst of every life facing
And secure them happily growing
The wind is playing longing tunes
For fairness, justice, the yearning
For quality and gracious life to come
Nature is indeed charitable to everyone
Sharing rains and dew evenly to each land
Sunbeam is also assigned with the same lines
Chaining up sincerity and honesty hearts
And flowing streams of warmth hand to hand
The wind rises, and white clouds wander
They are guarding no one in the earthly world
Wiling to act against the provisions of nature
They are spreading the news of the future
That Heaven will arrive behind a United World
And the charming visions will emerge
Before, lives are going to live forever
yea I’m in high school living daily by the rules while the others are
doing stuff that they think is cool they always claim the teachers are
cruel but really they are just trying to help us young ones make it
through some kids run from the truth due to the life they have been put
through some parents don’t give a crap or two but some blessed
deny the fact that parents are there to see you through I’m writing
this verse from me to you some kids raised in the ghetto have a
place where morals don’t fit in their schedule all you have to do is
is fight to strive for anything you believe and be wiling to achieve
willing to succeed you just have to believe you can whoever you
want to be we shouldn’t play with our grades like it’s a game but
wanting our education to build into a career one day some of yall
are focused on the wrong thing the ig and twitter names are nothing
but a game yall talk 24/7 about money, dope, and fame but yall need
to focus on the right thing just put your mind to it and you can be
anything once again I say yea I’m just the average kid in high school
just trying to find my way
The fury of winter winds rip through the trees
Stripping away dead branches and scurrying the leaves.
It is a cleansing thing, this awesome, mighty wind
As it blows through the countryside again and again.
So like the Spirit of God in our lives
Is the final conclusion at which I arrive.
For does not the Spirit seek to blow clean
Those places within us, to all others unseen ?
So if we are wiling, He will have His way,
Delivering us from the self life every day.
But you must know, He will never stop there
For you will inherit from Him things He longs to share.
( Things from Him out into the lives of others)
Douglas L. Ace
As I sit gazing upon the unsympathetic clock.
Wiling away these last few dread filled hours.
Stirring my tea, or is it stirring me?
Confusion reigns.
My weary eyes plummet toward the newest envelope on the oak birthed table.
The Violet Grape Purple one, fore it is pregnant with the last love filled endowments of my now ex-wife.
Before when I had the guiltless luck to call her mine.
Or am I at fault?
Either way the staring envelope is all that reminds me.
Why did you have to come in the post just as I was forgetting?
Just when I was becoming too tired to care, about her presence in my bed , in my soul.
Reap me , tear me, but please don't remind me of her.
Wildflowers and persimmons the power in her laugh.
At long last I can stand no more, I gather the mocking, accursed letter and in a rush in a chair I alight.
By the fire I strain to throw you in.
I pitch back instead, hurtling down, down.
On the floor I weep.
We hereby solemnly pledge on our sacred honor.
Fully realize, "now is the time which try men's
souls." Admitting, "we are in clear and present
danger! Fully recognizing we all need to rely
upon a higher power and authority
Than ourselves. "And they shall seek
Me and they shall find me when they
Shall search for me with all of their hearts."
Let us humbly pray for world peace
Justice and harmony." Let the flags
Of freedom and liberty fly high upon the
earth
"We are to love one another as I
Have Love you." Greater love has
No man than he who is wiling
To lay down his life for his
Brothers and Sisters!
And harmony. "Let us pray for the
Peace of Jerusalem and the middle
East" "Let us pray for world peace
And harmony." "There never was
A good war nor a bad peace."
"Now is the time for all good men to
Come to The aid of our country."
"Now is the time for good men
And women to come to the
Aid of their party.
"A house divided against
Itself can not stand."
" Ask not what your country
Can do for you, but ask what can you
Do for your country."
We "pledge alliance to the flag of the
United States Of America to the republic
for which It stands one nation under God
Indivisible with liberty and
Justice for all!
"The pen is mightier than the sword."
"Those who live by the sword must
Die by the sword." "You shall not kill!"
"Put on the whole armor of God."
"Your kingdom come your will be
Done on earth as it is in heaven.
"The Lord is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear? the Lord is the
Strength of my life; of whom shall
I be afraid?"
"Let there be peace on earth and let
It begin with me. " Blessed are
The peace makers for they shall be
The children of God." Blessed are
The pure in heart for they shall
See God. "Blessed are the meek
For they shall inherit the earth."
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
May 30, 2020
There is a soft, gentle light
Which inspires my heart and life
To reach beyond my doubts
Toward the dreams that I have
Deep within my soul, always alive
Dancing to the fires that reside
In my spirit, alight with desire
To discover the inspiration
That comes from going beyond
Walls built by fear and discouragement
There is a whisper of grace
Peppering my muse with purity
Arising from knowing true love
Coming down to us from God above
Enlightening and stirring up the passion
Swathed in hues of sweet sensations
Which melt away the hardened edges
Of one who knows prayer is always
Welcome, wiling to sooth away pain
And silence the fear that disheartens
There is a friend who lives in heaven
Who knows our worst grief and anguish
He listens to the pleas from His children
With a open ear and readiness to give
Answers which comfort the worst hurt
Easing all twinges of sadness with the
Joy that comes from His spirit’s guidance
The wisdom of knowing Him fosters love
That lives through any amount of weariness
And wakens the heart to true acceptance