Short Deface Poems
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Here lies Abercrombie Wellington Jones
Under the flowers are all of his bones
Young people like to deface his gravestone
Due to all the slaves Jones used to own
“Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different.” T.S. Eliot, poet (1888-1965)
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Weeping willow showering grace
Sorrowful boughs dancing divine
Whispering winds of sadness lace
Weeping willow showering grace
Exquisite grief can not deface
Its charming withered arms entwine
Weeping willow showering grace
Sorrowful boughs dancing divine
petite rhinestone buttons from the forties
buttoning up the back of a size zero blouse
it appears to be chiffon, sheer, classy, chic
Old Hollywood glamour, but who can wear it?
No one in this family; I want those buttons
But dare I deface this gorgeous garment?
... the young from the womb,
anytime found transient, fleeting
by the crestfallen, sullen tomb;
youth, with vim ablaze,
wanes and wilts with time's slow oozing;
years deface even the fairest face...
I'm for all people and their faith
It's for them and not others to deface
They'll have their moment to preach
On poetry sites the words teach
And leave for another time, another place
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/religion-or-not.php
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The warm patina of old age is cherished
revered, conserved, protected as irreplaceable.
Unlike the wrinkles and scars
that deface waned youth expired.
Only time and good care
coats much-loved keepsakes
with protective patina -
the glaze and sheen of esteemed age.
space wishes to remain unknown
even though we live in its home
but when we come into our own
we know space as the mantra Ohm
voids within voids constitute space
through its pores we see God’s light
when last remnants of ego we deface
we see the truth by spherical sight
When you reach the youth of old age,
Don't let actions go inactive.
Though life's compact, take space for you.
Repent not; repair, if you can
Face all !But don't deface your smile
Stop blaming but start accepting
Age is a number; keep engaged
Mix and wipe the feeling alone
obviously
cosmopolitan,
our new neighbors
sparkle
in their fashion,
frills, tones and bones,
and their
shampooed dogs,
vain about their pedigree,
deface our
freshly-painted walls,
foul our fragrant walkways,
loiter
around , litter our alleys,
with cosmopolite impunity.
The fearful varmint that claws at your callous origin
Caused a ceaseless chain of nightmares
A simple faux pas contrives a generation of idiocy
The toes of a screaming infant dwindling in our wake
Loyalty had not yet bared a face of existence
Atonement was never a question but a riddle
Heed your forthcoming capers
For they just may deface you
a wall I am about to face
I do not tag with hatred
should I take the plane
to bring to a billet
what is that and with cans
in my valise I will travel
will they let me take the plane
to deface the wall in Sabadell
the love in me to stay i may be left in in airport
in those day of terror
and what to expect from an old lady
but a cuddle or two
What is in the garment of arrogance?
At the hem of the heart
The queen and a dance.
A build of the mind in part
Proud rape of honour
The buttocks and a little fart.
Oh! What a deface of colour
A riot...a great blemish
Circles of evils harbour.
Respect gradual diminish
A state of suicidal shame
Just started is the finish.
What great reward in submission
A canon shot for a vast elevation.
REGARDING RUST
Don't accumulate treasures on earth
They soon will lose all their worth
Moths, rust, and thieves will ruin or steal
Treasures like these have no appeal
Heaven is the safest place
Where your treasure should be from the start
Rust nor moths can ne'er deface
For where your treasure is, so is your heart
Curtis Moorman
21 December 2011
For Rick Parise's contest
Take my name
deface it
make it taboo
break every letter in half
my last name too.
grab my middle name
laugh at it
throw it down stream!
make the alphabet forget
how it arranged to spell me.
my name is not me!
it does not explain my person
it labels me for labeling
and defines me by the surface.
a more simple version
would be
knowing each other by emotions.
but we left our shores
and started wars
lost compassion in the ocean.
When I am gone
When no more I deface the whitest page
With scrawls
Will you keep my words as my total wage
Withdrawn from life's bank?
I have nothing else to leave
Indigent all my life
Invested nothing but my love
Imparted through my words.
I give you all.
Let no silence or blindness break it
Little fragile flower
Lean your tongue against it
Ladening taste with desires
Love templed in a tender tropic song.