Ponderously Poems | Examples

The Heart of a Sad Man

Exonerating eyes that yield
     Upon the eyes of cyclopes,
Bemoaning and rancorous enigmatic 
     As we think. 
Ponderously, I swim to nausea,
     Galloping to forever dream. 
I see life in gargantuan way, 
     Neither the illusion of the majestic
Enthralled and reverberating echo, 
     Of thy thunderous anger, I fear. 
For this is the summation 
     Of my grieve heart. 
In this way, I may die a loser, 
     A beaten man. 
With pity and devouring rage
     To that sun, to that arrogant feisty sun. 
For this, I'm a rotten down-trodden
     Sad, sad, sad man.

Begin Now and Then Win

Think thrice before any action
To avoid the happening of friction
When you do the final selection
You must get perfect satisfaction

Decide not in the last minute
Do not ponderously just sit
Try to practice to keep fit
Success is sweet, get it

Dreaming will not get great glory
Inaction makes you feel sorry
Carry on work without any hurry
Never worry as it is unnecessary

Plan and execute with great skill
Extract out of duty maximum thrill
Always perform the task with will
Your coffers, efforts will surely fill

When circumstances are adverse
Then do not despise the Universe
God and prayer are there to nurse
You can rectify if things are worse

Just believe in your full capacity
This belief will act like electricity
Increase via work your capacity
Keep intact your great creativity

Exploit your potential sagaciously
Ignore comments made atrociously
Taste this life viewing it preciously
Let holy time be viewed auspiciously!

Biologists Smell of Nature

Biologists smell of True Nature
For choosing to Existence nurture:
Of the unicellular plants proud;
Things one can't see in a voice loud;
No deserved shaming of The Vulgar:
Bats, Climbers, Creepers, Germs and Algae,
Knowledge not quite unlike a hard blow
Biologists giving a soft glow
Our youth's favorite reproduction
They just can't want for an induction
But, ponderously, Biologists
Your subject does bear the longest gists
The strangest tongue twisters to memorize:
Names we soon forget, as we revise
All the funny words about hormones:
The progesterones,  testosterones
I could Biologists hit with stones:
One cause to start nursing some cracked bones

Relentless Convocation

Do you
too
grow tired?

Feeling no sufficient vacation
from your sacred 
ponderous vocation
as this endless day's resilient
wise Elder generation

Constantly longing for recognition,
faithfully
hopefully loving

InBetween a cognitive
emotive place 

Impatient 
for cooperative understanding
while curiously seeking co-empathic appreciation
for sufficient win/win resolutions
to slowly re-emerge EarthTribe's thriving integrity

Spiraling betwixt EarthMother's healthy 
vibrant green-blue ecology
and SunFather's wealthy
pantheistic theology

Growing tired
from feeling no sufficient vacation
from my sacred monotheistic
ponderously responsible 
unconditionally self/other regarded
ego/eco-systemic convocation.

Raindrops Descend

Raindrops descend, puddles form,
A stream engulfed, a river is born,
A course is set, the sea to reach,
Meandering ponderously to a far off beach.

The sea reclaims its myriad young,
Kidnapped by clouds, thunder-slung;
The storm is long past with calm all around;
Albatross glide, with a whisper of sound.

Seagulls circle, dogfish sleep,
Gannets dive and dolphins leap,
But black clouds return and lightning flashes
O'er storm-tossed seas, as thunder crashes.

Once more a stealthy cloud abducts infant water,
The sea's own offspring: a son ... a daughter;
The thief sets off at a wind blown pace,
The anguished mother unable to chase.

The criminal finds refuge in a partisan crowd,
A formless body in a vaporous shroud;
The cloud has no guilt, shows no remorse,
But heads inland on a predestined course.

A hill stands guard, like a customs post;
It stabs the guilty, but allows past the host;
The rogue cloud is ruptured, severed seam and pleat,
Releasing its captives and accepting defeat.

Raindrops descend, puddles form,
A stream engulfed, a river is born,
A course is set, the sea to reach,
Meandering ponderously to a far off beach ...

Pointedly Poignant

Pointedly poignant points portend pointillism.
Pontiffs pontificate pointless pointers ponderously.
Pompous poems populate Pompei pottery potently.
Porous *********** portrays Portuguese porta potties.
Poppies pop Popeye’s popular popcorn.
Populist populism pots ponies properly.

Blithering blather blots bloody bleeping blips.
Bloomberg blogs bleach bleating bloated blinks.
Bluebloods bloom black blackberry bloopers.
Bluetooth blizzards blame blurry blackboards.
Blithe blighted bladders blatantly block blades.
Blazing blasts bleed blooming blenders. 

Fumbling fumes funerals fast.
Feuding fluid furniture flutters flaps.
Fighting flatulent flamingos flounder.
Floating flotillas flee flying flops.
Families foment future futile forms.
Freaky frozen French fries frighten frogs.

Elephants

Elephant skin is bark-like and rough,
advanced to a crisp, leathery tough. 

The great Milky Way could not be so large, 
nor so grey as the elephant’s muscular trunk

with aged-to-stone sinew—a supple, flannel hunk.
The overcast skies toss a dullness on the day -

somber and muted like the grey in the way 
of the elephant—its color worn unconsciously,

innocuously, and steadfastly. There is a mythos 
about elephants that depicts them as ponderously, 

lumbering mammoths, hulking and bulky as a brand-
spanking, new heavy-weight, woolen sweater —yet

they are most agile and keen creatures whose 
clumsiness is widely over-stated and over rated.

For intelligence, communication skills, and memory 
they cannot be bested –  fascinating creatures, the elephants.

Returning To America

Now...

The pat-down at O’Hare is intrusive.
I don’t look at the probing hands
or the dead bored eyes.
Schools of out of depth aliens,
are funneled through small holes
in an invisible net.

Then...

The Ellis Island cop is also bored.
He speaks ponderously,
as if the boy had no more wit than a fish.

Now...

I carry a man-bag over my shoulder,
it holds my documents.
The customs officer talks to me
in a sign language made audible
through pursed lips.

Then...

Sean looks up from his low-brow cap.
He dares not speak
least his tongue reveal
a patois of Connemara peat.
A crumpled birth certificate
is produced and stamped.

Now...

He studies my papers,
thrusts them back without a glance.

Then...

Sean keeps moving;
waiting to be pulled back,
not knowing 
that the future will pull him back anyway.

Now...

Outside the terminus, Americans depart
in checkered cabs for Atlantis, 
and other undocumented places.


~~~

Parents Tribulations

Perspired with pertinacity to bring up their progenies cozily,
Indescribably fondled them to make  them smile forever !
Built brick by brick their dreams about their off springs,
Hoped they would be cared in their twilight existence !!

Attained bread-winner status and focused on their selfish ends,
 But nonchalant towards the plights of the *** of their lives !
Not shared their anguish and joy played hide-seek with them,
Immeasurable is their love which brings no ecstasy to them !!

Dawned on them are the trials and tribulations,
Unheeded are their biological clock reminders of their hunger !
Precluded them their self-esteem from mendicanting,
Pestering hunger enfeebled them day-by-day!!

Villainous were they to throw the old ones from their home,
Knew nothing where to go and stay!
Marched out without destination,
Accompanied them their tears and sorrows !!

Ponderously made it to a place to seek shelter,
There a good Samaritan took care of them !!

Hitch 5: Chills

I thought, almost immediately,
there was strangeness in your car.
You had picked me up early
in the bright, hot morning,
December's heat was full,
but you froze me to the bone.
You were oddly quiet,
but the precious few words that you spoke
may have been
the strangest that I had ever heard.
As your big, lumbering old Merc'
dragged us through the heat,
I surreptitiously scanned the cab
for signs of weapons or weirdness.
My eyes found neither,
but my skin found the weirdness,
it hung thick as a dragon's breath,
you could have cut it with a barber's blade,
and I just about thought you might.
A few clicks down the road,
you ponderously stopped
and I meditatively got out,
no more than fifty yards
from the factory that owned my bones.
I'd hitched a thousand rides
with a thousand strangers at the wheel,
but of them all, you were the one
to make my blood run cold as death.

15th August 2018

Polarized Planets

Contrived is how it is
incessantly demanding
jaw snap and tantrum
its alarming attention
offers but greedy promises
fulfilled by drooling idiots

The bubble bursting
in miming smashed flowers and peoples heads
extension cables attached
to connect their errant souls

In high rise windows
hides the ecstasy of open skies

Each component all of use
and no use, to use, or not use at all
states its claim of necessity
all those things of slavery
but must function

My toes scraped at earth
cushions on the blades of grass
did these eyes eat at bark
and of mornings petal
expand my blood

As if waking from a perfect nights sigh
I have lost my way
being of gypsy
but a life time of nature tenancy
and all this tiny little world is enough for me

Drowsy
lazy
silence comes naturally 
and in such flippant garb
a spindles thread of destiny
weaves some pertinent web

Rest upon the Dandelions head
orthopteran chirping    
as I slip the clouds
and ponderously ponder nothing
the sun is talking to my skin

The Circus Has Left Town

What struck you first 
was the smell of caged animals
rank with boredom and rage.

Lions with matted fur pacing restlessly
dreaming of antelopes on the hot savanna plain

Elephants ponderously swinging their trunks, 
snuffling up stray peanuts thrown
by bored, sticky children.

The teams of acrobats in the Big Tent
strutting defiantly to their ropes and swings
knowing that a dark part of their audience's minds
secretly wishes that they would fall.

The brash and pitiless Midway
where barkers yelled at you to play a game
and made no secret what they thought of you:
RUBE.

I'll miss it when it's gone.

Ennui

...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 
Ronaldo sprawled in luxury
across from where the spaniel lay,
he soldiered on with Mallarme
and, yawning, re-read Chapter One.

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,
there was no other sound in sight
except dear Josephine who plonked
and murdered dear Stravinsky's Rite.

Boredom was the day's absorption
with the National Election,
who shall be our next Great Leader?
pray not a hopeless interceder!

Clementine declared, 'the weather
seems to be a bit inclement,
what shall I wear to Blanche's soiree,
burgundy, or pearly grey?'

Ronaldo trifled with religion,
'Heaven doesn't need a poet
who maligns the Holy Spirit,
I am going straight to Hell,

where I'll meet Lucrezia Borgia,
who will toy with my affections, 
feed me fabulous confections,
as she plots my own demise.

Nobility has late escaped me,
suburbanites are out to scold me,
gentle is as gentle does
is not the same as it once was.

A Day

On a summer`s day
I was  on the beach
Waves were playing
The sun was shining
And the whole world 
Was saying: ``That is all``
More and more ponderously
Until even my heart
In my body which was
Lying on the beach
Said that too: ``That is all``
So I gave all my sorrows
To the sea and it made me
Forget about them

The Night

My words fade in the daylight
They surrender to the sun
But when dark descends
They exist  ponderously-
Give out everything that
 The day fails to reveal
The commotion and suspense of feelings
Gathered in the darkness
And the night is full of words
I write them down, they come to me,
And say: ``Fear no more.``
They dissolve in the air
Giving all my sorrows
To some sea, which cries
For all burden, renews,
Makes a fresh  start,
Forgives and forgets
And it is so strange
How they still have the power
To make the Moon shine in the sky

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