Short Incivility Poems
Short Incivility Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Incivility by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Incivility by length and keyword.
The high priests have spoken
we were thrilled
when they said we could sleep
through.
They knew we were tired,
that we were natural-born agitators
given to independent incivility.
It was good to relax,
to completely numb the heart-sickness;
and so to bed
with the rest of the grateful dead.
In a lawless and defying society
where ugly symbols of hate
are becoming banners of disunity
crucifying freedom to the stake...
their purpose is to annihilate:
what stood for patriotic sentiments, immortalized in words
but oblitering them from memory, is a tremoundous loss!
Written on 9/23/2017
In a defying and lawless society,
where ugly symbols of hate
are becoming banners of disunity
that crucify freedom to the stake:
their purpose is to annihilate
what stood for patriotic sentiments
immortalized in words,
but oblitering them from memory
is a tremendous loss!
Written on 9/23/2017
She was hectic,
A nice dress,
And a bunch of flowers,
To give someone’s finger,
To take to one’s heels.
Her sparkling eyes,
As helio,
Hedge laying,
Impatiently,
Impassion of love.
Time has incivility,
Inception, incessant,
Incitation, lucid,
To lower one’s eyes,
A heart broken tone arises.
I have this disability
The one called imbecility,
Along with instability
And rampant incivility.
I lack dependability
And have no credibility.
I’m short on sensibility,
Am prone to gullibility
And have the inability
To see my fallibility.
And yet, with great humility
I say with plausibility
The concept “genius” – you’ll agree –
Really fits me to a tee.
In a world void of trust and loyalty
It's hard to find a happy family
It's as though it's nothing unusual in this country
Said air thick with vulgarity, disdain, and incivility
I lock my mind and turn to music, obstructing the cacophony
Blocking its aim to drain my will, continuing on with probity
Soothing songs of faith wash through my soul, guarding my tranquility
Everyone dreams of finding "HOME",
A place where they belong,
Somewhere they feel they can bloom,
without ending up as a raisin would
in the sun,
Finding "HOME" has many connotaions
to people,
For some, it is a church and a steeple,
A loved one or serenity of mind,
For others, it is just finding a place in the universe that is kind,
free of judgement amd incivility,
"Home" is anywhere the heart, and soul has the ability
just to be.........
there's method to the madness
and a method to incivility
there's a vastness of redress
and an obvious instability
bodies and anti-bodies
in constant fight for dominion
decades, in fact, many centuries
enforcing perceived God's opinion
crossing oceans, crossing hearts
cross ways and walks and words
crossly notion to tear it apart
peace seems abstract, and absurd
but no matter the toll and cost
men draw a line, then blithely cross
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