Sensual and passionate by disposition.
Calm under pressure; brave and resourceful.
Oftentimes open and unflappable.
Repulsed by dishonesty and passiveness.
Pushing beyond obstacles and limitations.
I'm a red-blooded go-getter; infinitely proud
October boy, from the cradle to the grave.
Submitted for...
Star Signs Acrostic Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charlotte Puddifoot
Date written: 03/31/2021
Categories:
passiveness, poetry, write,
Form: Acrostic
1. The hourglass
is flowing
As the wine
makes a splash
In her glass
She's crying
Silently
1. The hourglass
is flowing
A user
is knocked out
Underneath
the highway
Immobile
1. The hourglass
is flowing
Elderly
man sits there
By himself
waiting for
Visitors
1. The hourglass
is flowing
A teacher
yells at the
Class for their
lack of work
Apathy
1. The hourglass
is flowing
Passiveness
Nothingness
consumes our
Existence
Categories:
passiveness, time,
Form: Prose Poetry
Love
ecstatic, enthusiastic
blazing, burning, exulting
winks, smiles, rejection, dislike
Numbing, frustrating, misleading
Passiveness, Indifference
Apathy
Nayda Ivette
10-11-2015
Categories:
passiveness, emotions, feelings, inspirational,
Form: Diamante
A discussion on the round,
But it knows, it doesn't have to sound,
For, it is blamed for a crime it never meant to commit,
It's work was to bring smiles,and so it never did quit.
For seasons pass, it remains at halt,
It's passiveness after that though, is not actually it's fault,
But few seasons are such,
Which make it run,
Forever and ever,it's never done.
Runs fast, never worries of speed,
Someone else would nastily bleed,
Coz, it obeys, and changes speeds in seconds
It's our finger tips on which it reckons.
Three hands and a grip so tight,
With content the family bids good night,
But, their trust lies with the tough material it is made of,
For once if it loses the grip, it could break someone's head off…. ;)
Categories:
passiveness, death, family, happy, home,
Form: Rhyme
Helpless, may be as good as dead,
forgive me i left you.
Stranded with some soulless flesh,
you're misguided at best.
What was a public king,
may not be no better than ash.
you're misguided at best.
The Short arms reach is now a quite miles away,
the decency in your mind is slipping,
you seem to grow to fray.
My passiveness, my nemesis.
Nature got the best of me,
I am misguided at best.
Categories:
passiveness, family,
Form: Couplet
On Retirement
Retiring or retirement
An innovation to graduation
Whether it be retirement or graduation
There’ll be definitely another actions coming.
Retirement is seeking another endeavor
Why the thought you are in a junction
If we go on the negative of retiring
Then turn passiveness the next time.
So, if you are really tired
Then leap another through
Of tiring or resting
Therefore, you are not in a crossroad
But between active rather than passive!
Categories:
passiveness, life,
Form: Free verse
late
in the early morning
I fade
in between
realityanddreams
forgetting what panics me
indulging in what
pleases me
I rock between
dayandnight
the ending’s beginning
the beginning’s end
the present is upon me
and it
terrifies
me
what will I do with now
it is here
it was there
it will be later
but it shadows my thoughts
now
the here
is fear
unknowing
indecision
what to write on the next
page
the next criticism
the blind looks
the unconcerned passiveness
the here and now
are all that should concern
the me
and forgotten are the failures
and the faults
the memories fade
and the new developments
surprise
they are my concerns at other times
not now; not here
Categories:
passiveness, on writing and words
Form: Free verse
“I’ll be your friend in hell, until then
I despise you.”
-The Starting Line
they are always watching
from below
which is here
this fear
red-faced aggravation
with melancholy passiveness
they invite the tension
so I shake their hand
and accept their mocking stare
I do dare
I wish to break
from this collar
a comfortable relationship
lacking trust
just an occurrence
washed in vanity
keeping enemies close
displacing the self
with certainty
and calm
and with logic.
Categories:
passiveness, people, social
Form: Free verse
Stargazing cigarette ash, growing cold and greyer,
shaping to a scale model Everest
in a cut crystal tray;
a mountain to be climbed by some quantity surveyor,
or a podium of passiveness
in cloudbursts of dismay.
So the goalposts shift and arbitrarily blur
this disenchanted evening
of poetry stricken with slow motion;
although older, but no wiser, as the host of echoes stir
past beliefs in grim stagnation,
drained of glister and devotion.
I can taste the realisation of dysfunctional reality,
that between this life and death
love is but a compromise;
in every mirrored surface to confront the actuality,
the ever present deadlight hue
of Autumn in my eyes.
Categories:
passiveness, life, sad, seasons, time,
Form: Verse
Through dark and light, through day and night,
If life completes or life begins,
We bear the cross of pain and loss
And carry the weight of our sins.
In shanty towns of hand-me-downs
We traffic the legacy of the age,
The cumulative weight of love and hate,
Of passiveness and violent rage.
And the lyrical wax of breaking backs
Sings strains that must foretell,
Of tedium and things to come
And seasons spent in hell.
Hauling coals and human souls
Of a mass that equals tons,
The sins of the fathers visited down
On their daughters and their sons.
Some precognition on wars of attrition,
Predicts that no one wins;
A means to an end is a sinister friend
As we carry the weight of our sins.
Categories:
passiveness, allegory, life,
Form: Verse