Short Diplomacy Poems
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From
A tear
Much revealed
Understanding;
How it sets one free
Unbound, the heart;
Diplomat
Builds a
Bridge.
Why is it when my parliamentarian
speaks of 'the whole ball of wax'
He thinks he's so noble
for raising my tax
Threats of force seemed a sterling idea
Especially in light of Crimea
But you’re gonna get trolled
And the tanks gonna roll
When diplomacy comes from IKEA
I have heard enough of your growl;
I am well aware of your prowl.
When you wear angry frown,
You appear like a clown.
Why waste time expecting my howl?!
Patriots
Are the people
That never
Resort to
Injustice, in the name
Of their country.
They are independent thinkers
Supporting diplomacy, not Malevolence.
Preventing domestic contratemps
from morphing to explosions
requires tact, diplomacy, finesse
ability to decipher emotions ~
On armed cops my town relies
Diplomacy is telling someone to go to hell
And they ask directions, said Winston Churchill
From my recollection
It changed my complexion
Caused my flesh tones to darken and swell
WORDS
Simple recipes of letters
with a dash of thought.
When served to one once-desired,
either bearing truth
or cloaking deceit,
none ever idle,
none ever empty.
These swords of diplomacy
cut both ways.
Marvel at the meeting!
The mixing of friend and foe
To discern themselvs in debate
Weighing the cons and pro
The margin of error is listed
while lacking diplomacy!
Catcalls, flags and waving hands
all spell democracy
Asn’t
To learn of in your tomb
When we won?
When did you?
As my family mastered speech
You still cant!
Because we said so, so?
Diplomacy is ours
And your?
Whom’s
Not our’s, the oar’s
In the dead, they have liberty
On the horns of a dilemma
a daring high-wire act
weighing options carefully
with diplomacy and tact
Best let nature take her course
Storms subside with time
Encourage a rapproachement
Nurture elegant wind-chimes
The wave, a distant statement
“trust me, I come in peace”
The handshake, firm and strong
held just a bit too long
the hug, a gentle frisk
to minimize the risk
to those who must decide
to double down or let it ride
John G. Lawless
©11/14/2021
without anchor all ships
sail and without passenger
no captain exists to guide
the dispossessed. Only remains
of Peaceful Assembly can
be glimpsed in the association
of favoritism. A favoritism
of familiarity deflecting contempt
by means of ineptitude.
i heard from the president
news of the desent
of the present
demise of the enemy
no longer will he be
a sigh of diplomacy
or any sigh of false liberty
they got that SOB
dead in Pakistani
osama been laden
the scurge of history
("been" as in past tense)
Form:
Dante Gabriel Rossetti famed for his femme fatales
some of whom were more than just his 'pals'
Frederick Leighton also adept@ art politic&diplomacy
nothwithstanding his 'ladies' portrayed so temptingly
Nathaniel Bacon posed vegetables artistically
alongside a 'model' so erotically
There will always be wars
and talks of wars
in villages and in the mist.
Men
perpetually hunger for a land of milk and honey.
Empty,
they fill themselves with hatred.
But
we can not be bothered with that for now.
Supper is done.
Come--
sit at the table and eat.
There will be no wars today.
As a matter of fact
it needs a little tact
just to tell somebody
that he is a loony.
Better kill with a smile
than old-fashioned guile,
employing a hammer
rather than a dagger.
Always aim to be nice
under whatever guise,
it is good policy
to use diplomacy.
An age old battle
Vampire code of conduct
Waging war on the wolves
Against the lycanthropes
How strange it is to see
A sense of diplomacy
A young raven haired boy
Turn into a man
Joining them
Into an indestructible clan
Together in harmony
There is now no formidable enemy
Due to days of desperate dreams
Base of the Bay of Bengal borne
Hazardous heirship in the directing diplomacy
Nowadays, need the native nationalist
To save the sacrosanct dispensations of democracy
Come, come to capable the country career
And abate the aberrant amoral anatomy
©Mahtab Bangalee
no one knows the value of a pause
rushing forward spewing this and that and the other and a mother
recklessly, carelessly, stupidly
I see it happen and I laugh
silently inside my head, under my breath
to myself for I understand the value of diplomacy
so here we are the pause and I not speaking
smirking at their nonunderstanding
I have to urge myself to rediscover diplomacy
Which has been unused on a long-forgotten shelf.
I am meeting a whole new staff of potential friends.
Who do not know me, so I am marching toward the closet
of things I have not had to use for a bit, hoping to find diplomacy
among the cobwebs of other things I have not had to use for ages.
Are we prepared to display diplomacy conclusion in el salvador
Are we equated to the residue of our streets at home
While time lapsed beneath the bullets our fireworks burned our shores
Titled day and lived beneath flight
Our cowardice increases as feeding child bites
Taken long, measures of meat
And heel we have not, for catching little speak
Modern age
the scientific digital age
people full of varied interests
opposite views
strive
malcontent
force in pretext of economists
clothed in diplomacy
while a lid is kept on hell
while hell is very much alive
then people vote their hero in
with idiosyncrasy he opens the lid of hell
then hell is reborn
into doom and pain never to mention
Trying to find inspiration
In the simplest of things
To ascertain some meaning
To my existence
Am I destined for a life of mediocrity?
Or a life of diplomacy?
Only time will tell
One's life is unscripted & undetermined
Until we decide to take initiative
To hold our breath & dive right in
We'll never know our true potential
Or where our value lies.
you where
what you not
till LA diplomacy
became my habit
toxic offender
Britain's detainee
fleeing grey's
a runt in sign
ab stains in Russian
stoic without the light
nightmare i warred app
next bus to nowhere
findings inside papers i hide
can't re-cut the record
the cloths plain spent
too much filthy Irish ink to blink
i am a journalist
i am caring