Short Castigate Poems

Short Castigate Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Castigate by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Castigate by length and keyword.


Castigate the Haters

Common sense
for some not any
TDS afflicts so many.

Perhaps a day
a light turns on
illuminates why you are wrong!

What MAGA means
not pejorative,
make great this country
where we do live.
Form: Rhyme


Deplorables and Excoriables

Excoriate means: abuse, assail, attack, bash, 
belabor, blast, castigate, jump (on), lambaste 
(or lambast), potshot, savage, scathe, slam, 
trash, vituperate

Deplorables and Excoriables

Are many people who are excoriables,
We did discover are really deplorables;
Now exist,
And persist;
Find to be foes that are formidable.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Phoenix

Castigate me if you will

Deride, besmirch my name,

Yet like the burning Phoenix

I shall rise again.


You think you make me suffer

Yet your vitriol soon passes,

For like the dying Phoenix

I will rise from the ashes.


You think me defeated

Tattered, bruised and torn,

But I emerge from the flames

Undaunted, strong... reborn.
© Gary Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Nourish the Soul

An ambition to spread a message to exist in a self loving state
Manifesting  joy let all anger abate
Bring about cohesion  everyone's my best mate
Initiate much laughter each day i navigate
Take every opportunity to love a fellow man not castigate
Introduce a code of truth not one full of hate
Open the heart messages from God will satiate
Nourishment of the soul it's never too late
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Never Throw a Tirade

Never throw a tirade at a parade, Or castigate a wealthy profligate Do not endanger the park ranger, Or roller skate at the Watergate Careful always to recoup the poop, One never ever makes a group Expect the worst if lips are pursed, Avoid, if possible, being coerced And always assemble yourself Before sitting on the top shelf.
written July 28, 2021


After Visiting the Border, Sheryl Luna Exercise

When I open my mouth
Bats emerge
or worse, or better

What more can be said
How much more to know
To share, to oversimplify

Borders, places
That feel familiar, but not
My story


My language, my beliefs
But not my place

The stories that
Illustrate
Castigate
And just wander

In normal conversations
Ordinary paradoxes
Of those who are

Asking for help
Looking for
Dignity
Place
Something ordinary

Premium Member The Fires

The Fires Miracle Man 1/9/2025 After every catastrophy we investigate, seeking individuals in charge to castigate. It doesn’t matter the person's position or name, satisfaction always comes from merely placing blame. Blame will always come first, then second, finding the cause, relentlessly we attack seemingly without pause. We do our duty singing another verse of blues, without taking one step in the other person’s shoes.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

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