Pardon Poems

Pardon Me

"Good for nothing?
Yeah, I know I am.
I know I'm a disaster,
I made everything worse all the time;
I know it all, you made sure of that.
Now, what can I do except saying sorry?
Sorry for the existence I guess,
I don't know what else...
Every time I apologize you say I'm just saying,
Trying to be humble,be good but always

Pardon I crave

Apology to moon, to sun, to noon, to the sparkling oceans, to the the sturdy mountains, to the whispering winds, to the twinkling stars, to the blooming flowers, to the better and best and to whoever's there 

Sorry moon but she's prettier , apology oceans she's just better, pardon mountains but her beauty peaks even

Crowing Achievement

Ground fenced becomes a fall garden
deterring squirrels' and rabbits' play.
Guard the soil that winter will harden
defeating Indiana clay.
Gilded tulips (unsightly bulbs' pardon)
deserve a diadem come May.

THE SCARS

Can our eyes see their scars,
Which we claim that they made for us,
Have we thought of those scars we made,
Yes- we made in their hearts permanently?

They cannot step out with dignity,
Maybe just for an act unknowingly done or filled with stupidity,
Nobody will look unto them or their family,
Will their grief also come down gradually?

Forgiving is

Pardon Me

     First Mr. Biden pardons his son   
        then murderers, crooks, and family

     Mr. Trump, however, not to be outdone
        pardons Jan. 6 trespassers, every single one

    

Pardoning unpardonable

_________________
By this trick have I won, year after year,
A hundred marks since I was pardoner.
                         Chaucer, Canterbury Tales
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Climbing down from high moral ground,
From cool claim all his term around,
Biden pardons his

Pardon My French

The most feckless corrupt Pres in living memory pardons his grifter son. 


But not just for deliberately evading taxes and firearms violations. No, Joe went further. His pardon includes all offences he may or may not have committed back to Jan 1 2014 which coincidentally gives him immunity for his time as a Burisma board

'I'll Never Pardon My Son'

    Mr. Biden pledged his word
       so solemn, sincere...

    He's just reneged on his pledge 
       ~ so insincere, cavalier

Pardon My Parody: So You Wanna Be An Actress

(Hint: à la "Heart" from "DAMN YANKEES")

You gotta be smart
If you wanna get a part
In a movie or a play on Broadway
There are dues you must pay,
Play it smart.

If you've put on some weight,
Make sure your headshot's up-to-date.
Kid, you ain't the only blonde who can act,
There are some fat ones, in fact,
But, lose the weight.

When

God’s Favorite

Yo When I 1st met her
My instinct was to sweat her 
But I know better 
Had to be clever with my approach so I
Turned my swag up to a million 
And asked her
Would you ever marry an alien like me?
See I see things most don’t see
Plus I’m privy to the knowledge of the Anunnaki 
Mind,

Beg Your Pardon

I’m in the band called “Beg Your Pardon”
Our latest, “The Luddits Headway”
Sells well, and the “Forest of Arden”
Our hit, has got some airplay
There ain’t no plans for touring though:
The phase of changes lingers on
Our singer left to form the “Zoo”
Our drummer yesterday has gone 
The reason was the weak attendance
Our captive crowd went away
Eventually, our

Pardon Me, Buzzing Bee

    Pardon me, buzzing bee
      Do you think that you are free

    No siree. Nor have I ever been...
      Here comes my empress
                ~

I pardon no one

Within this ink is a taste so bitter
Warn you though I am no quitter
I don't follow fake pomp and glitter
Find within me a devotion emitter
The crosses your bearing, I was for her there log splitter
Replacing their pain, I added sweetness to the bitter
I've written the code of how to be a committer
If you intend to

I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather

I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather
From your verse the voice, to align it with my own song,
May words flow in a magic pulse, under the clear moonlight,
Swaying in metaphor and dream, until I respond to you.
Wreathing my thoughts in the ephemeral flames of stars,
Amongst the equinoxes of soul and solstices of arched heart,
With

To Ask For Pardon, My Love

I knew I was the sole searcher.
Like a rose dying in the desert.
And all the loneliness she felt.
The piercing pains, oh how they hurt.

I can't turn the clock back, can I?
Wish to be where we were before.
Euphoric bliss of love we built,
Until I lost my head once more.

It was not long ere I discerned,
What a

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