Short Misconstrue Poems
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before you misconstrue my warm, random gestures - hello.
before you take the next flight far away from here - answer, it's me.
I cannot own you, nor can you own me
Now, don’t misconstrue; we each are free!
Neither in charge let’s walk side-by-side
And enjoy our journey with minds open wide.
Quote By Author: A true soul mate is a mirror that won't change its point of view.
Love is a mirror reflecting true you,
one look and you can't misconstrue.
Fact, real, and yes, al/l - so true,
can it turn, be like, misconstrue,
maybe like this, one, three, two,
be some topic of points of view,
a dream or goal still comes true,
affair's subjective of who's who.
Owning the consequence
of all that you do
Intentions when pure,
dark minds misconstrue
When twisted and spun,
then torn into shreds
The words once pristine
—denounced when misread
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Ascetic brothers continue dedicating eternal feathers: godliness , humane,
integrated justice. Kinetic lovers misconstrue navigating oedipal pleasures,
querulous remaining separated trust-less...Understand vicissitudes where-by
eXtracting your zen.
What swims and starts with the letter “T”... two ducks of course
Thought that was easy but apparently it was difficult intercourse
Didn't mean to cause tension
At sex, the mere mention
Did you misconstrue the meaning of THAT word I endorsed
If I write a love poem for you
You'd have nothing but words if my lines were untrue
Judge me not by the words my mouth and pen spew
Rather by the actions I choose
I will do the same for you
And if we are both tried and true
Our love we'll never misconstrue
(to be sung as if a
Gregorian chant)
don't misconstrue
i'm always missing
you but i'm confused
as to what to do other
then to have faith that
fate will find a lasting
path that not needing
to even be straight or
narrow takes me to you
benedicat me in via mea
awwwwwwwwwwwmen
Form:
Please don't misconstrue my words,
they were written from an imaginaton to big,
an imagination too active,
a heart too emotional,
I caused my own fall out,
the only one I have to blame
is myself.
So please don't put the distance of silence
between us,
I never meant for this to happen.
Through and through though more to do-
A thousand thoughts to misconstrue!
Too long I've waited, too sad and sedated
To live a lie I declare is true...
And so it seems that in my dreams
I bathe myself in Moonlight beams
That light the night, turn black to white
And will slit my throat at any means!
Remember me when I'm not here
My love is always yours
Forever I am near
The power of my love for you
My love is always yours
Is hard to misconstrue
Unmitigated love so sheer
My love is always yours
Remained connection clear
Remember me when I'm not here
My love is always yours
Unmitigated love so sheer
Americans, it's time for us to realize what we all must do
M
Animosity between us will not allow us to break through
L
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Any divisive barriers; political and racial we misconstrue
M
As allies, let's unite for 'Old Glory,' our red white and blue
T
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November 10, 2020
Kim Rodrigues' Acrostic Play
*Amalgamate - unite or join together
Finally
I’m forgiving you.
Making you the helium in my balloon.
Taking you into my lungs, once more.
Giving you one last chance,
to totally misconstrue how I say things.
before I retie it.
Send it soaring into the sky.
To associate with the cumulus,
manipulate the currents, navigate the wind,
then disappear into someone else’s back yard.
Here
A
Little
Robin sings.
His joyful piping
Brings happiness to human ears,
His fiery redbreast glowing like a foundry furnace.
But
We
Humans
Misconstrue
His soliloquy.
No harbinger of Spring is he,
Unique amongst our garden birds, he sings all year round.
He
Sings
Not for
Happiness
Nor joy of Nature –
He’s driven by a primal urge,
His song, a warning, a territorial battle cry.
Celebrity
a certain kind of individual
who views his life as pivotal
to his fans always residual
no matter how gory the visual
of violet red and blue
somber hues color his “boo”
or all those who misconstrue
his looks and dance moves as virtue
dare to unveil the wretched truth
and time will only serve the news
that tinsel town’s beloved muse
could be just as screwed up as you.
By Christina Hobson
Stressed I am a mess
I have what you call the puppy blues.
It's not the flu and please do not misconstrue
How I feel and how I act is not up to you.
Having a new puppy makes me somewhat grumpy
Not following my commands; how bland
He is like a ticking time bomb that is slow to react!
How about that! Now, I think I should have gotten a cat.
No, not any regular cat, but a big fat black cat like Dr. Seuss!
Every time I present my view of cats
you deliver a dissertation on? ?rats
Should I happen to say It looks like rain.
I get your opinion on climate in The Ukraine
I wonder why I ever send words your way
when you misconstrue everything i say
It's not a question of Venus and Mars
That I say highway and,? ?you think I mean cars
Our perceptions differ like a fork from a cup
I guess the best thing I can do is just shut up.
My job, my passion
A gift to mankind
What better, a purchase
Than To rewind time
We have a secret
Unknown by majority
We capture the moments
Naked eyes can't see
There is invisible beauty
Only artists can notice
It lies in perception
Point of focus
My camera, an instrument
Uncanny sight
It sees what you cannot
No prejudice or trite
Don't misconstrue
Talent required
To freeze these moments
Before they retire
Take from me that which you will
Those things that I possess
Strip from me the trinkets
That speak of my success
Look at me with jaundiced eye
With disdain on your face
Treat me as subordinate
Keep me in my place
Speak to me with vitriol
Mock my point of view
Contradict my every word
Their meaning misconstrue
I can overlook these things
As you strive to denigrate
Because the measure of a man
Is forgiving those who hate
Just a little missive, a note, a billet doux,
words scratched out on paper, strictly entre nous.
No literary masterpiece, not even clever prose,
just words strung together, but they're the ones I chose
to let you know my feelings and the depth of my affection
please accept them unadorned, without any circumspection.
When used with neither thought nor care, designed to misconstrue,
three little words, seven letters, four vowels, implicitly, I love you!
You never really know what’s in
Another person’s mind.
If you could look, who knows
The kind of secrets you would find.
Though face and body language
May give off a subtle clue,
It’s not enough to figure out
Or maybe misconstrue.
So you can guess, though there’s a chance
That what you had assumed
Is far from the reality
Mistakenly presumed.
The only way to know, then,
Is to come right out and ask;
Then ascertaining honesty
Becomes another task.
My secrets are bestowed,
Upon the chosen few
Oh please, don’t feel slighted
If one of them's not you
For I need one to confide in
And this is sad, but true
The conclusions that you jump to
Are in words you misconstrue
You'll resurrect a rumor
If you think it can be run
You'll cut one down in humor
But insist it's all in fun
Yeah, I don't trust your intent
Your tongue's a vicious blade
And I won't share my thoughts with you
'Cause that's how lies are made
#NUDE
Bare Soul Essence Will SHINE It's Presence...
apparent and inherit it will expose One's merit
and we will have a chance to SEE...
Inadvertently*
Disguises Disclosed...Yet, What Is EXPOSED
goes beyond Blockage and Attempt
Natural Design INTERCEPTS Displaying the
Underlined...
CORE CHARACTER COLLABORATES WITH LIGHT*
AND WE'RE WALKING BREATHING
HIGHLIGHTS...
EXPOSED-EXPRESSED AND EXEMPLIFIED.
NUDE FROM WHAT WE EXUDE...
NO MISCONSTRUE*
©Renee D. Gross 2/21/2018#