Short Pandering Poems

Almost pandering sea,
     wild sea almost executioner,
     calmed the fury of the river
      by swallowing it
     delta and mouth...

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Politics; is the pursuit of power by the talentless,
To the detriment of the dispossessed majority,
By pandering to the greed of the controlling minority....

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Is it pandering? 
Will camo hat with name do them any good?
Next will be the dead deer draped across the hood.
  ha ha

I just thought of something stupid. Deer can't read....

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Only heretics
will seek the truth
Against the grain
 they find the proof

Pandering Angels
wings on loan
In fear of shadows
— where answers roam

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
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Illuminated. 

Aeonian flare.

Pandering to earthborn stares.

Forever there. 

Through magic, death and secret fires.

Night guide to the labyrinth. 

Chased off by sunrise.

Aborting murky dreams in lunar tide.
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sun’s
cascade
high spirits
trees on a hill
live lemony leaves
untroubled by darkness
inconsequential small world
worries pandering to the depths
the forest too bright and blithe to cry
hallelujah mount leads to heaven's gate

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Once, poems on paper.
Books to be marked.
Dog-eared pages,
left open, carried.
Cared for, like a loved one.
All of life in ink.

Poets still write.
No restrictions,
pleading, pandering
or publishers.

Unlimited digital
parking spaces.
Will they be found
in the future?...

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Pandering both sides against the middle,
duplicity won the day
To neither stand nor then be chased,
the coward has his way
Stealing the peace, betraying the war,
to live is then to die
The one from the many, the many now lost
—shame the binding tie

(Ronald McDonald House: June, 2021)...

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Poison Ivy

Academia …
cesspool
of deception 
harbinger
— of lies

(Dreamsleep: May, 2024) 


Occam’s Edge

Plurality
without necessity
— pandering time

(Dreamsleep: May, 2024) 


The Right Fork

Newness …
birth mother 
to anticipation

(From ‘Calling Me Home:’ May, 2024)
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   Kamala has changed her every policy position
      just to get herself elected, pandering
   to audiences, changing her accent and inflections

   She’s the biggest fake and phony ever seen
      Trump is no bundle of joy, but he's for real
   What you get it is what you see on the screen
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Pandering comments about
God,
self-defining

Imprinted and
wrong,
our limitations displayed

“God is not kind…
but
God is not unkind

“God is not wise…
but
God’s not unwise

“God is not just…
but
God is not unjust

“God is not present…
but
God truly is”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)...

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I sit here pandering
among the crowds.

loud renditions of
my relatives who may
join with me in set.

singing

steely eyed blindness
accompany us.
 
banjo displays
it's well tuned melodies.
violin always is with me.
 
I have my spot between
a rock and a hard place.

facing the range of our performance....

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Great Christ
When you come to your kingdom
Without pain and grimace
For the cost of so much dross
That we pandering to pride become
And I
Skin blackened in the furnace
Sigh for a stronger dye
Than fire
Like the night that mirrors thy soul
Since a black being
Must have a black desire
Remember me
Longing so to love
And glisten love like gold...

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A stoic stands at contemplation’s crossroads
winnowing the weeds of will
delving into the divine divisions
of fate’s frolicsome vicissitudes.
The face of a stony simpleton
suffocating on a stifled smile’s
guarded grimace
pandering to pleasure’s pain.


©3/29/2018

submitted to – Alliteration poem – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Silent One...

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slowly crept the familiar warmth of fetid fallacy
a tidal wave of stealthy lies
oozing its vile variations of truthfulness
immobilizing the wit and wisdom of intelligence

silencing within a dismal darkness 
all resistance to its expanding greed
pandering to the pathetic pathos
of crumb collecting collaborators


John G. Lawless
©11/5/2018...

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We treat face book like a shrink
but it's nothing but a cheap tabloid rag
truth be damned, we vomit out anything
our dirty laundry for all the world to see...
cyber cowards can't talk it out face to face
slandering loved ones-pandering to strangers
gathering a wolf pack-attacking relentlessly
until there's no more blood to drink
from the tattered family tree...

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Whom could it be, this professional Poet
  selling his blood for a few kernels of grain

Whom could it be, this professional Poet
  pandering to others in search of a name

Whom could it be, this professional Poet
  drunken talk-show appearance, stumbling again

Whom could it be, this professional Poet
  the strongest of liars—the weakest of men

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)...

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Whom could it be, this professional Poet,
  selling his blood for a few kernels of grain

Whom could it be, this professional Poet,
  pandering to others in search of a name

Whom could it be, this professional Poet,
  drunken talk-show appearance, stumbling again

Whom could it be, this professional Poet,
  the strongest of liars—the weakest of men

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)...

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Do you treasure
perplexity
strive to confuse
doubting the obvious
pandering the ruse

Do you live inside
cloud cover
avoiding the sun
exposure avoided
your fear on the run

Do you hide
behind bombast
the panderer’s lie
your costumes unchanging 
as truth you deny

Do you wander
left aimless
your ego unbound
to cry from the wasteland
— bereft and unfound

(County Line: April, 2024)
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Starless sky
Two fire-flies
Drunk and high
Waltzed while no one watched.

Eye locked and pandering
they just can't stand it,
to leave well enough alone,
situations facing malevolent half-tones.

Skating on ice
in the form of her name
tracing the ups and downs
we fell through again.

I'm alone
Not really; all gone.
Have crayons to write notes,
scribed on the windshields

next to the morning-jar faces....

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In a haunting trove -;
there was a synthetic insanity.
I asked the moon
to scan the chest.

Fever was rising.
You eject your eyes in a bowl
of silver to read the
lines of money.

A stark effect overwhelms
the spectrum, like the components
of a booty, to be digested
for deep flaws of society.

I should, if I could
rip open the zipped mouth
of black death to count the
teeth of shrunk questions.

After all it was democracy.


Satish Verma...

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Tending to be creatures of whimsy, spirit and superstition
Deriving power from unsteady voices
Unsure of the implications of undefined “truths”
Pandering to the belief that “they” are the only “one”
Would we bow before an icon, an idol, a statue
Blindly serve a heaven-sent huckster

Or maybe…someday…become more than an echo
Become a voice, an action, a thought
That alters the arc of inanimate action
Challenging the reign of the Butterflies wings
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Here my guttural wombat cry
I'm envisioning a life without you...
This ridiculous school bus pandering-
Let the mafia emerge from underground
Shell the streets down
To choke this gasoline vibe

What were you hoping this time around?
Let the karma ferris wheel fly off the boardwalk
And skittles pepsi cola families
Hit the rebound
Your sucking the atmosphere dry

I'd rather dig a grave than participate
I'll be a carpenter bee
To your massive unparalleled stupidity...

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Some supercilious types

always think that they are right,

think that we are lowly

and that they are on high,

I give no heed to their meanderings

If it help’s to know I will not be pandering,

to these peoples deluded dreams

for I am the type who believes passionately

in an equal society,

I am happy for them, in mind to believe

that somehow they are better than me

but if they try and lord it over me

then I shall put them straight immediately....

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Melt me across a sidewalk and walk all over me.
I hope I at least smooth out the cracks.
I hope one less person trips over because of me.

Crave away my flaws and make me into the most beautiful sculpture.
I hope no one sees my shavings.
I hope you look at me in awe.

Burn me when you want and watch me crumble over time.
I hope I can be bright enough for you.
I hope I don’t hurt anyone.

Tear me down and replace me.
I hope I didn’t do anything wrong.
I hope I was useful to you
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