We two chose a night out on our first date
joining street Carnival on procession.
All were in festive mood to celebrate
from some different organisations.
Bugle, Saxophone, Tuba, Clarinet
Most in high pitch, few low ! Melodious-
to synchronise beats of Drum and Trumpet,
in chorus ! Gorgeous, mellifluous.
We enjoyed horse riding with some others
flying coloured flares shining on spangles
Most of us wore bright crowns made of feathers.
Some ringing bells embedded on bangles.
Memorable night out at Carnival
Fantastic fun in the street festival.
Categories:
organisations, celebration, first love, fun,
Form: Sonnet
Governments can't run companies
That statement still rings in my ears
Governments can't run companies
If that was your board of directors
If that was the man you paid
to represent your company
if the CEO for your board of directors
came out and said we can't run company's
Then you'd give him the sack
you'd vote for another man
that could run the company
creating profitable investments
Governments can't run companies
because they are to quick to sell them
and use the money to make themselves look good
Governments should be investing your money
Every day they use your money
to pay for training organisations
Money that gets spent producing no profit
Money that could be used to make company's
The Teachers could become Managers
The Students could become Employees
The country's could be earning money
Instead of just spending money
Creating products to sell overseas
creates profit for your country
creating employment reduces
spending for the country
Every week you pay tax
as investors we should be asking
how are you investing our money
to make this country better
Categories:
organisations, change, corruption, inspiration, political,
Form: Narrative
Why is life so complex?
Why am I feeling vexed?
Pulling one way,
Not feeling one has any say,
Too much involved
For the problem to be solved,
Not wanting to disrupt,
Feeling all is corrupt,
Fire stations closing across the land,
Waving goodbye with a heavy hand,
Hospital consultants contending to be at the top,
All feeling scared they’ll be given the chop,
Large organisations forced to accept a ‘reshuffle’
Making history in one big kerfuffle,
Nostalgia plays heavy in many hearts,
Watching their lives torn into ‘parts’
Thinking of others afar,
With dilemmas of this kind not on a par,
Absent family over the deck,
Drowned children in a shipwreck,
And in war-torn lands, pulled apart
citizens with broken hearts,
Earthquake destroying land in one tear,
People losing hope in prayer,
Solace is not easy to find,
Throughout humankind,
Just a quiet acknowledgment,
That nothing in life is permanent.
Categories:
organisations, confusion, emotions, natural disasters,
Form: Rhyme
RESIGNATION
Rushing on action?
Expecting conflict?
Showing ego?
Inevitable outcome?
Growing monotony?
New venture?
Avoiding confrontation?
Tough situation?
Interest lost?
Over-reacted on difference of opinion?
Nothing: But whims.
10/03/16
Resignation Poetry Contest Nayda Ivette Negron
Note. Several times I have resigned from jobs, committees, organisations,
clubs...
Categories:
organisations, change, leaving, self, smart,
Form: Acrostic
A small word but with great meaning
Essential for the survival of human being
Everybody is in search of peace
Which is not within easy reach
Man has too many ambitions
Causing his own destructions
War here, war there
War is widespread every where
We are victims of social unrest
Absence of peace in every nest
With the innumerable massacres in Palestine
When will the light shine?
Immersed in the game of balance of power
Powerful nations are fortifying their towers
Even if peace treaties tend to increase
Peace organisations have no power to make war cease
It seems to be just a cry in the desert
Bombarding is becoming a daily concert
In a world devoid of tranquility
Is there any future for humanity?
Categories:
organisations, absence, humanity, peace, war,
Form: Prose Poetry
Voice won't get heard but I wonder if my words can be read, can't help the world through song so I'll use poetry instead. Helping ppl through torture and horror, giving ppl inspiration to get out of dark corners.I'm soaring like sora and beating down the heartless, but I'm just a nobody you can call me roxas, this pencil is my keyblade and I keep it sharpened, taking life to great heights no magic carpet. Thirteen thousand organisations polluting society, trying to monitor our lives were losing all our privacy. Smart phones and social networks we use to connect, the government uses to collect our information they swore to protect. Instead they inspect our lives through the internet. Nothing is private anymore were all victims and don't even know it., they can pinpoint where we are at any given moment. There using us like ponds in there twisted little chess game, manipulating us to think someday we can make a change. They say this is the home of the free and the land of the brave, but in reality were all still slaves.
Categories:
organisations, life,
Form: ABC
Well I live in magnificent splendour
I am honoured wherever I go
I sit in my ivory tower
And pass judgement on all those below
I criticise government actions
Though nobody elected me
I always want more and I cadge from the poor
My organisations tax-free
I criticised all bankers bonus
Shout for more equal shares of the pot
In reality we are far richer
And what’s more were keeping the lot
I preach that we are all equal
And demand laws that heed what I say
But I’m just a snob for your barred from top job
If you’re female or worse still your gay
Who am I? Have I got you guessing?
Well believe me I have no remorse
For the habit I have of cross-dressing
I am an Archbishop of course!!!!!!!!!!
Categories:
organisations, religion,
Form: Couplet