Short Lip Service Poems
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most poets
neither am nor want to be
just stuck
halfway to an imagined hell
of homage to self
and lip service to the creator
Tripping from our tongues-
the joys of worship
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Gladys Humpadick's extra mile
Was well known to the rank and file
Though married to Otto
She honoured his motto
"Lip Service rendered with a smile!"
The Fate of Forgive-less-ness
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
Love without forgiveness.
But with Hippocritical lip service
Destroys devotion, adoration, and fidelity.
We speak of truth, our souls delight,
but actions prove us wrong
If words alone could make it so
—each day would end in song
(University Of Pennsylvania: May, 2021)
There once was a lass named Bikini Rose
Curvy-swervy from her lips to her toes
The lads ah-ed and oohed
Which Rose just pooh-poohed
Due to those hairs coming out of her nose
Truth by lip service and rote
Nailed to a cross
Judgment by history; cut short
To appease the blaggard and bullies of faith
Nailed to idolatry
The future by judgment; cut short
To appease the Judas heart
May all of the Saints preserve us!
Harmony offers lip service!
A robot on call
Who can do it all
Is bound to make women nervous!
*Harmony is a robotic sex doll
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Without them, there’d be no poetry
No songs, no lip service
No books, no Bible, no dictionaries
No libraries or Barnes and Noble
No languages, no need for Babl
No googoo’s or gaga’s
No yelling for the home team
No hallelujahs or amens
Without words, we’d all be pets.
No censorship from your lips
Declarations made unapologetically
Living to offend
You triumph at being different
Unique now is a dirty word
The way you mean it
As an excuse to be belligerent
To speak your mind freely
Regardless of the consequences
You hurt others with your tongue
Your words are acidic
Eroding away any peace from within me
"Love you a lot."
Words never said with honest hands.
This devilish lip-service
conducted
by defrocked priests.
I will not love myself
until,
I find you in a hole
I also can jump into.
We will huddle together
listening for the
hot breath of hunting wolves,
not knowing it is we,
we who breathe so coarsely,
so loud,
so lost and feral.
G-ood faith cannot be questioned,
H-aving honesty of heart;
I-n the morn of February fifth,
N-ice result won't fall
A-part.
G-ood faith doesn't fail,
U-sing mind's lawful purpose;
A-iming to do no evil,
D-enying the liar's lip service.
A-s you break not your vow,
N-ew heaven you eagerly await;
A-ll you do here on earth is indeed in good faith.
Simply set aside
Your gleaming desire
Your slippery grip
Of fools gold knowledge.
Gifting dollars to
Nonsense
Biting satire aloft
In the rafters,
Reason willing,
God in a shilling,
Blow wish bubbles
Forward, save sanity,
Swimming in a pool of PTSD.
Set aside, simply,
Ontological lip service,
And line up,
Steel reflecting and narrow
To ingest living love's liquidity.
Cultures clash
and people have a tough
time understanding each other
Each individual sends out
mixed signals
This is what causes strife - and even wars
Different views of life
and its meaning
lead to friction
between individuals and nation states
Lip - service is paid to tolerance
But finding common ground
is like navigating a rough ocean
Let us hope and pray
we don't drown in the surf
COPLA 91 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World
Not on whose coat-tails hang the Yang
Other values than lip-service count :
Nor country birth
Wave no flags at Death’s door crying « Bang ! »
True bravery quenches staunch souls’ fount :
Denial’s worth
Harm’s wrong however right the cause
Refusing timely help’s likewise an arm :
Do souls alarm
Even intentions turn to grouse
If kept from keeping neighbour warm :
Yin feel no qualm
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014