Short Mandates Poems

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Premium Member Gulpable, Or Culpable

I know some who 'follow the science'
others who find it quite hollow 

Mandates that ruin their kids' lives 
  ~ they'd rather ignore than swallow
Form: Rhyme


Selling the News

The media steers our attention
since truth is one thing they won’t mention.
That velvet cherry torte
holds mandates to report,
so she flirts to pull our perception.
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Long Black Beetle

Today I am
A long, black beetle
In a supermarket
Scurrying
To primal mandates,
Obscene on the shine
Of polished plans,
Not knowing
That bigger traps
Have room
Like freedom.

Premium Member Mandates

Mandates Haiku: by Tom 10/29/2021 Mandates are edicts meant to pilfer our freedoms; cleverly thought out. What is the essence of America? Finding and maintaining that perfect, delicate balance between freedom “to” and freedom “from.” Marilyn Vos Savant
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Obey the Lord Day Or Night

Mandates of the Lord
Are to be obeyed all the time; 
You follow His command, 
And your life will be sublime.

Just obey the Lord day or night, 
As you live by His statute; 
May seventh Sunday morn
Aims to begin bearing fruit.
No matter what may come, 
Do remain honest and upright; 
Resign not from your duty, 
Obey the Lord day or
Night.
Form: Haiku


Premium Member America's Lifeblood

To all you governors out there
   Who won't let citizens choose
How to conduct their daily lives
   Midst these pandemic blues

I've written a little poem
   Especially for you
I hope that you'll read it
   'Cos it's 100% true:

America's lifeblood
   Small businesses
   Locked down tight
Politicians' mandates
   Have bid them goodnight
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Dizzy Sick

Remember not to long ago
when the president and vice president to be
wouldn't take the "Trump vaxxxx"/////
now the same two pudding heads
are pushing mandates for the "Trump vaxxxx"/////
They think the masses are dense and have forgotten

They're starting to chase their own tails-tales
and I'm getting joyfully sick just watching these clowns unravel.

Premium Member Risk and Reward of Christmas 2020

Mandates and guidelines in some States
of panic and fear.
Masked faces and distance from those 
we hold dear.

Part of the reward we are given is
to be near
our fathers and mothers and sisters 
and brothers, and others.

Any path we choose is not
devoid of risk.

We weigh the chance of sickness to what
would really be lost.

The reward we are given
is well worth the cost.

Premium Member Looking For the Light

America do you hear our cries.
There is so much to deal with here.
It grieves me to open up my eyes,
and see and live my life in fear.

There was a time when I recall.
When there was so much hope in us.
No mandates, freedom for all.
Most important, In God We Trust.

There was a good life for all of us.
The future look so bright.
Now it's dark and not much trust.
Sadly, no light in sight.



Michael Tor
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Resolutions-

Resolutions

R esults produce.
E xplicit mandates entrust change.
S uch initiatives envisage verses.
O rders decide for the positive.
L atter resolves spawn promises change made.
U ttermost thinking breathe.
T errible judgments spume.
I deal dwells portray positively.
O fficial orders redefined.
N eurological consults install.
S atisfactory results that follow.



2/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Form: Acrostic

Mind of the Chosen

M-ind of the chosen 
I-s filled with humility; 
L-ove has lived within, 
D-enying the animosity. 
R-ighteousness is there, 
E-xpressing the Lord God's will; 
D-evil's deceitful lies bring one's life to peril. 

A-lmighty God's mandates 
R-emain deep inside; 
E-arly June twenty-sixth, 
L-ord's arms are long and wide. 
L-ife's blessings and peace 
A-re both brought or given; 
N-othing can replace the meekness 
O-f the mind of the chosen.
Form: Acrostic

There's a Secret In the Air

There's a secret in the air here within our civic realm,
whence it blows I am not sure yet I know Who steers the helm.

Earthly terror it brings me, down deep in my mind - malaise;
mandates and threats I foresee, our good judgment it betrays.

All things are tolerated.  Is it enough just to be?
Loyality underrated; it matters not to be - free?

The Wind whispers its regret. Those who bow, 'tis those who'll hear
the Wind return to beset with apocalyptic fear.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Say Goodbye To 2021

Say Goodbye to 2021
                      Where greed and corruption has spewed lies,
                       Let us ring it out, be glad the year is done;
                                  Say Goodbye to 2021.
               Faced with lockdowns and mandates the contempt has begun;
                   Take back our civil liberties and once free lives,
                                   Say Goodbye to 2021
                      Where greed and corruption has spewed lies.
Form: Triolet

Perps On Planes

Passengers on planes who balk
At following the rules
Should not be seen as harmless,
Merely acting out like fools.

For disobeying mandates,
Flying trapped up in the air,
Is a risky proposition,
Which to seatmates is unfair.

A threat to flight attendants,
Fellow passengers or crew
Should make flying, for the perpetrators,
Totally taboo.

Arresting those offenders
Who cause on-board stress and strife
Isn’t punishment enough – they should
Be cuffed, then banned for life.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Virtuous

Now COVID is ending, there’s cause for alarm;
The last several years, they’ve made bank on the harm.
The mandates have fallen; it seems they're all shot.
But Pfizer's a virus; it's coming in hot.
Pray for new variants? Or put life on hold?
Emergencies, fear ****: these never get old.
But maybe we've learned now: you don't mask a kid.
But when this mess started, none batted a lid.
If masking is virtue, and distancing too,
Then how will you signal when Omi is through?

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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