the ravishing revolution,
a wanton waltz of war,
where proud generals prance,
with bloody,
bruised hearts' saw,
their noble steeds,
a phalanx of fantasy,
trample the trembling,
tender/timid/bereft/faint,
the mere infinite.
in this bloody ballroom,
where death's dark majesty reigns,
the lubricious language love/lust,
of liberty's sweet pains,
is reduced to snarling insolence,
a dry, dusty joke,
as kings and queens of chaos,
trade in promiscuous fortune,
and bottomless debt,
and ravaged/rotten hope.
Categories:
mongers, conflict,
Form: Free verse
my heart is open
I am ready to love everyone
to exude peace and hope
even to the war mongers
they are unaware of how they are hurting themselves
I give them as much affection as I can
wishing them to feel the love
and show empathy to their enemies
Categories:
mongers, love,
Form: Free verse
Let's all try living in harmony side by side
Do we really think that's possible
Or are we destined to live like combatants forever
Which do I think is more possible
Definitely I do have my thoughts on the subject
Mine are honestly not that unique
The majority of people today would surely agree
Most do with a tongue in cheek
Only the dictators in charge are the evil combatants
These nasty ugly war mongers
Thinking only negative thoughts by these ugly beings
How they succeed is a wonder
So to end this sordid and disgusting wartime tale
My mind winds up top drawer
It's the only salvation to life sans conflict I'm afraid
Is to destroy these mongers before
Categories:
mongers, war,
Form: Rhyme
The tormenters tried to bully me.
I danced away, acting delighted.
This seemed to irritate them
But they teased others.
The rumor-mongers tried to guilt me.
I tossed their guilt into a burn pile
And lit it on fire after pouring on lighter fluid.
Their mouths flew open and down.
The instigators tried to make me feel badly about my past.
I took my own skeletons out and began to dance with them.
Part of my skeletons ran them down, attempting to dance with them.
It was the best time ever. I would not hesitate to do it again tomorrow.
Categories:
mongers, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
They had run out of vaccine and resigned
Peace spread like a mushroom cloud of goodwill
For the war on mercy there was no pill
In puzzled surrender they quarantined
10th March 2020
Categories:
mongers, war,
Form: Verse
Lies from directions I had not expected
Offered in a variety of ways
Apologetically
Pretending to be concerned
I sent them away
Recognizing their imperfections
Seeing them more clearly now
Rumour Mongers
Thriving on gossip
Fabricated by clouded minds
Trouble makers
No longer friends of any kind
Categories:
mongers, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
NO GLORY FOUND
No glory found and no guilt ever apportioned
For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned,
The chosen too often of colour, unlearned or piss poor.
But true heroes they’ll be winning by force majeure.
Ticker tape parades and medals for those who make home,
For the rest, just a name on some glorious dome.
But see those with the wealth; they don’t give a toss
Knowing their greedy interests will not turn a loss.
Not their sons to die in some foreign land
Let other sons do the marching, so strike up the band.
Take heed you young mothers with sons still so young
Ensure their promise is valued and not into future wars flung.
No glory found, and no guilt ever apportioned
For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned.
John Jurkowski
Categories:
mongers, abuse, betrayal, farewell, march,
Form: Free verse
I know you are a gossip mongers
And you know I'm detesting you,
And you know I'm not pleased with you,
You always judge me day and night
And you follow me from left to right.
When will you stop to judge me?
When will you stop to follow me?
When I fail you are busy disseminating that tale
Through your sinful lips that murmurs around
Now my life's beautiful story would surely fall unto the ground.
Gossip, gossip, gossip everywhere
You exhibits your evil colours,
I know you are a gossip mongers here and there.
When will you see a right things I have done?
And do you know your bad character will be gone?
Enough, enough with your nonsense chitchat
Stop with all your constant backchat
Instead, mind your own lives and be fruitful
For our world to be restful and peaceful.
#EDM.
Categories:
mongers, africa,
Form: ABC