Short Misdemeanors Poems

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Premium Member Impeach this Poem - Twice

     High crimes and misdemeanors
       historically difficult to define

     Until Trump Derangement Syndrome
       ~ when America lost her mind
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member killing Vultures-



Morbid is the choice of murdering heart
Crept creeping misdemeanors under developed
Killed or be killed vultures
Fall into the waters, the seas
Ripping up dead salmon

4/9/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©

Moron Mass Choir

You are a liar. 
You are a cheater. 
Your life is filled, 
With felonies. 
No misdemeanors. 
You sing the solo, 
Of lies. 
You lead the band, 
Of cheaters. 
You play and sing, 
In the key of C, 
In the moron mass choir. 


wrote 1-29-10 

About Satan
Form: Rhyme

Judge Me Not

Judge Me Not

Judge me not as good,
As a meek and humble Dove.
For there may be misdemeanors,
That you know nothing of.

Yet Judge me not as bad.
Though you prove me as a fake.
I'm but human, only God it is,
Who never makes mistakes.

We all tend toward judgement
Our curiosity burns.
But the status of your Brother,
Is none of your concern.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member True Love

unconditional love
the truest form
selfless
altruistic
wholehearted
invested

free
genuine
no matter what
the kind of love
a dog will give you
his ego never getting in the way

forgiving time after time
any misgivings
or misdemeanors
not keeping track



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on January 26, 2020 for contest TRUE LOVE sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE  -  RANKED 1ST


Reaching Forward

Reaching, stretching, grasping straws
Misdemeanors, felonies, breaking laws
Wondering, dreaming, holding on
Childhood fantasies forever gone

Wanting, needing, praying hard
Guessing, struggling, playing a card
Moves and turns; which road to take
Questions, answers, get no break

Changing, growing, now I know
Living, learning, yet a lot to go
Loving, hugging, finding strength
Moving forward at all lengths.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Childhood Ghosts

The cat shrieks as childhood ghosts,
 alight upon my window,
frame and draw cords,
 rattle in high volume,
sashes split like earthquakes,
 on a seismic fault,
tidal waves of tainted,
 forest leafs a swirling, 
twirling juggernaut.
Thunderstruck by frozen panic,
 black night's wild tsunami 
 cloud an ink pot mesh,
funeral dirges whistle,
Chanting misdemeanors,
 at a tremor ridden soul 

Poem Created 23/2/2020

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