Short Commoners Poems

Proxies shall forever 
Urge tender embrace 
Of unified skin swatch
Dark-dripping crimson
Draped on commoners...

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It was a foot race
There were murmurs when she brought a horse
Arguing that she is the queen.

We relented
A few people were killed
But only commoners, so it was okay....

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gorgeous kind-hearted empathetic
motivated lady godiva
usually dressed to the nines
taught her husband a lesson
showing off what he was missing
to the ones he referred to as commoners...

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No one could follow the labyrinth of logic in Norman’s head
He is too brilliant for commoners, his overbearing gushy mother said
Norman’s commonsense father had other ideas instead
She makes too many excuses like she did for our runaway son, Ned....

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They are commoners she said, not my type.
I am one of the commoners, and not impressed.
Where did your haughtiness come from? I ask her.
Not from my side of the family I hope!
From Daddy, she says. I glare at him.
He shrugs, wanting always to be the king....

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Build them wider, taller
let us reach for the sky

when we run out of bird's 
we'll clip angels on the fly

90,000 lb. sperm whale
wandering, searching for 
his misplaced tail...

but elite global outlets will 
never fail....only us commoners
stuck in the dark, our vehicles
needing, only one gear~ Park!...

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Gold
                 pure precious 
           alluring shining pining 
pharaohs emperors plebs commoners 
          repelling dulling whining 
                   crude waste
                        Dust


Diamante Poetry For Fun 
Your Choice of Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger 
8/26/2021...

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billions advance
most for fewest
none at best
arrest the rest
the wretches
naked and poor
scorched earth
superstar stretched
stretch limousine
king's lear jet
platinum chariot
to the office
or the party
not the office party
common still
loud commoners
some at any rate
least for most
trillions recede

30th September 2018...

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She was spirited and happily gay.
Her hair never turned one single bit gray.
I never met her but the old folks say,

Truthful to a fault; they were all amazed.
Commoners adored her. She was well-praised.
Confidence bordered on one who is crazed.

Every girl wanted to be as pretty.
Princess Bren could write a ditty.
And her humor was insanely witty....

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Beechwoods,downland and common heath,
Chalky soil inches beneath;
Trees,jostling tall,
Leaf,yellow-brown in Autumn,fall;
Fallow deer feed at dawn and dusk,
Treading flat the beechnut husk;
Open heath,sandy soiled,
Whence commoners once toiled;
Roedeer,muntjac proliferate
As Nature reverts and liberates;
Winding brooks and narrow streams,
In mingled,muddled childhood dreams....

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the king travelled incognito
mixing among the commoners
both delighted and also envious
of how they find joy in simple things
content even in poverty and shortages 
and then the king discovered their secret

they were all centred in heart
and not in narrowness of mind

even after garnering this deep knowing
the king was unable to become as such 
for he was not yet like Gautama Buddha

08-April-2023...

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inspired by nature contest theme

Beechwoods,downland and common heath,
Chalky soil inches beneath;
Trees,jostling tall,
Leaf,yellow-brown in Autumn,fall;
Fallow deer feed at dawn and dusk,
Treading flat the beechnut husk;
Open heath,sandy soiled,
Whence commoners once toiled;
Roedeer,muntjac proliferate
As Nature reverts and liberates;
Winding brooks and narrow streams,
In mingled,muddled childhood dreams....

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I don't have gold and silver
I don't have tears to shade 
But the written smile of the
Stars I have within my heart
If only you can see through my eyes
You will see that the stars still smile
Not only to commoners, but to all
Who embrace goodness and peace
Come to my arms and lay down 
It is night here and we can watch
Together the smiling glowing stars.




(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016...

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re-post inspired by Constance contest

Beechwoods,downland and common heath,
Chalky soil inches beneath;
Trees,jostling tall,
Leaf,yellow-brown in Autumn,fall;
Fallow deer feed at dawn and dusk,
Treading flat the beechnut husk;
Open heath,sandy soiled,
Whence commoners once toiled;
Roedeer,muntjac proliferate
As Nature reverts and liberates;
Winding brooks and narrow streams,
In mingled,muddled childhood dreams....

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The cards were a prop
Commoners like them
They tell her nothing
She is a psychic

Clarity comes from her spirit guides
She studies the cards carefully
Fabricating elaborate meanings
To keep the man interested

He is a nonbeliever
Her open channel slams shut
Tell him nothing her spirit guides say

I cannot take your money, she tells him
I apologize but the spirit guides are not speaking today
Maybe this one was the real deal he tells his wife later....

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settle down young fella 
oh your folly 
will peak
 
don't get hot guy 
as you never leak, 
what a 
mesmerizing
physique

typing on a screen,

the world of screens 
that screams
labels

labels that remind and choose
not to rewind 

labels that 
climb and
climb
soon all will be blind
lock the doors, 
all crazies are out

blow out the candle,
for the wind is knockin

be afraid of all opposing eyes,
be a good boy,
shut up and 
abide 

for your commoners 
will kill to survive...

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Fete Nationale finally came about on July 14th 1789
When the commoners stormed the Bastile so fine.
Their crops had failed that summer, and it went to their head.
They were spending ninety-percent of their salary on bread

The Tyranny of King Louis the Fourteenth was not sliding by
His wife was lavishly spending, and they owned the gun power supply.
Prisoners were being locked up in the Bastile with no trial whatsoever.
So the French Revolution was started – a worthwhile endeavor....

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Another tomorrow
What does the future say

What does it bleed 
For the commoners

Roaming around 
A dying continent

Are we suppose to 
Keep hoping
With out no chance 

Are we just meant 
To be born idle 
To the end of time 

We keep praying
Day after day 
Yet our change 
Keep talking eternity
To be a reality

I wonder if God 
Is deaf
Cos with all this 
Cry's of help out there 
In places

With all this hopes
And wishes 

Yet is hard to live 
In a better days...

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i dug,dug and dug deep,
it could not be found anywhere,
i flew the sky limits,
it still was not there,
i swam ocean depths,
yet i could not reach its depths,
i talked to millions,
it mystified me still further,
seers,sages,saints and philosophers,
could not get me anywhere near,
commoners said they lived with it,
yet did not know where it was,
hopelessly placed as I was,
"life" itself walked up,
one fine day,
and said,
you will know me where "I" am,
when you are well nigh dead....

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