1. Victimisation or Oppression
2. Selfishness/Greed
3. Discrimination
4.Dishonesty/Lies/Bull/Hypocrisy
5.Pompousness/Arrogance/Too much unnecessary excessive Hubris
6.Jealousy/Envy
7. Spite
8. Excess Meticulousness
9.Overeating and gluttonousness in terms of craving for wealth or money
10. Disloyalty/Betrayal including Disloyalty to One's Core Values.
11. Cultural Degradation and Neglect.
12.Ultra Perfectionism.
13.Anyone who claims he or she does not like Music or Poetry.
14.Anyone with an unfounded disdain or hate for his/her fellowman or fellow person.
15. Despair & Pessimism.
16. Calling a spade a leaf.
17.Those who are prone to promoting or advocating violence in any shape or form.
are you saying steampunk? I asked the woman with the invite.
she threw back her head and showed her pearly teeth, white.
I said pink-punk, she told me, come by on Saturday night.
I had never seen pink-punk before, it was quite a sight.
plastic Paris, prissiness, poodles, pretty pompousness, a plight.
I had to leave early, unfortunately, for I had an early flight.
but I will never forget seeing pink-punk in Paris that night.
I am so glad the strange woman handed me that invite.
***AMERICAN PRIDE***
Hurry hurry, dress your best!
Wear your soft velour vest!
You must be ready to go
And thank God you are an American, you know.
Let other countries laugh and chortle.
Like us, they are just mere mortals!
There is one ruler on this earth.
He laughs at our pompousness with mirth.
He has the last call, not us!
God only decides who will ride heaven's bus!
11-26-2020
I'm grieving
Rivers of tears down my cheeks
If I could only turn back time
I was going to rectify my mistakes
Polishing up my perfectness
I wasn't going to compare you with any soul
All my eyes I would put on you alone
Out of my pride and pompousness
The pride I could not swallow
I forced you out of my life
Thinking I was doing a noble deed
Without knowing I was messing up indeed
I could have nurtured our well of love
Sweeping around it
And cementing the cracks with my honesty
But I took a wrong pathway
I turned my back on you
I turned on a deaf ear to your advice
I thought I was too hot for you
Not knowing that my hotness was going to roast me
My heart is all burnt and now black
The smoke is just going upwards
Where everyone can see from a distance
I burnt myself by letting you go
I am all tainted with blisters all over me
I'm now grieving;
For there is no better you
You are irreplaceable
My heart yearns for your kisses of faithfulness
I long for those days,
We used to giggle like kindergarten kids
Now my dreams are all shattered
And only the gloominess of misgivings overshadows me
Alligator alley always answers
Bringing bulbous batches of bubbles
Creatively and curiously cavorting
Deliberately denying and distorting
Elusive energy and enthusiasm
From freakish forwarding fanatics who foresee
Glorious globs of grotesque gossip
Hereon, hereto and herewith heralded
In illustrious illumination indicating ideas
Joyfully and joyously justifying
Kibitzing kindnesses of kith and kin
Labelling luxurious languages, lumping them as lovely.
Manifesting monstrous maniacal mystical miracles
Needing Nirvana and Never-never-land nuisances
Opposed to outrageous ornateness and ordinariness.
Persecuting prideful pompousness and prissiness.
Respectfully receiving responsible rectifiable residents
Such serious succulent sensuous senatorial secrets!
Truth touching tremendous thunderous tentacles
Understating understandably undeniable underlying unity
Verifying villainous vexing vindicators
Willfully wishing willy-nilly wispy ways will work wonders
‘Xpecting ‘xceptionally ‘xperimental ‘xperts
Yoking the young and youthful,
Zippy zealots showing zany zesty zealous ways.
Precariously personable
Privately peeved
Parading pompously
Pronouncing pretty paragraphs
Possibly pretending pompousness
Poetic permanence
Powerfully
Performed
You are afraid you are too sensitive? Let me laugh.
First you would have to have feelings, Mr. Always Me Path.
Next you would have to care about another human being.
You are all about yourself, which is what I am always seeing.
Too sensitive? Are you kidding? It's a gag. It's a joke.
I have never in my life met a more "me-and-more-me" bloke.
Too sensitive? Who told you that, your sainted mother?
I know it was not your sister or your intelligent brother.
Your family and I laugh at your pompousness behind your back.
The amount of confidence you have is so clearly out of whack.
Your arrogance proceeds you, your selfishness a bore.
You are a blowhard pure and simple. Do you want to hear more?
When I look back in time, I recall the 1980’s;
I fell into the Rubik’s Cube and still have not escaped.
Not even upon hearing of, John Lennon’s killing, could I escape the thing, in fact, it kept me from diving into a mournful funk.
I celebrated “ET’s” visit by treating myself; I bought the video, along with Michael Jackson’s, “Thriller” and was ecstatically, thrilled by both, many times.
Then, I went to the, World’s Fair, for the first time.
I celebrated the new holiday, Martin Luther King Jr’s. day along with everyone else and the discovery of the wrecked, Titanic; a tragic example of the human ego’s pompousness.
Disco faded away, like melting snow and Rap, rapped its’ way into the Music Scene. Blondie and Devo were giving fans a thrill, as we donned our G.Q. clothes to go dancing.
“Remembering the 1980's” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Michelle Faulkner
There once was a man named Mahamed.
Who's ego was too big for his head.
When he went to the store.
Could not come back for more.
Till his pompousness he'd try to shed.
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