Short Placated Poems
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Pretty pancake peacock pointedly persuaded powerhouse pig
To publicly plan porcupine’s playful pink planetary probability placement.
Pleasure palace princesses provided puny particulars providing big
Porky plebes who placated porcupines, poking peacock’s replacement.
Enigmatic is the soul
Preponderance found within great luminosity
Intrinsic of mind and body
Placated by the serenity of prayer
Harmony instilled through revere of faith
Affliction bound by His word
Nirvana the ultimate reward
Yearning for it's final resting place
When the apple dropped on Sir Newton's bean,
He cursed naughty words making quite a scene!
He was somewhat placated,
When to him 'twas related,
He'd found gravity, wholly unforeseen!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved
Magnus can’t run wild
since he bolts
once given liberty
of tether.
I identify with his struggle
as he pulls with vigor
to center the fray
in frolic
only to get denied
with a plaintive yank
at the limit of
influence,
placated and sequestered
in a panting pen
without regard for
dignity.
As I unclasp his
durable chain,
he licks my face
then jets off.
Interesting
how the same words once iterated
tend to flow, just a little differently
than ever before, now placated.
The rhyme pursued,
free verse deludes
standards not quite right
or good enough this night.
There lay a transition
new poetic positions
for the poets listening
intent of finding what is missing.
Who decides
what is poor or best
as a heart and mind abide
the poetics of poetry's tests.
Placated and simply set free
In NY it's a matter of degree
Bail's not always necessary
They didn't harm, only robbed
how terrible could that be
Felons will be back at your door
looking for more,
of what you worked for
No longer detainees
it's almost guaranteed
they'll take what they please
Pols want you to appease
and forgive the sleaze
just give them keys
But, you might eschew PC
and leniency
after losing all that you had
Let’s stay at Oinkington Inn the easily pleased relative said.
Her husband looked at brochure and said I’d rather be dead.
The pigs are lovely, she replied. There is nothing to dread.
He told her to go to her family reunion with her cousin Ned.
The sows and hogs were truly placated and fine.
We visited them near an old abandoned crystal mine.
You should come next time to the reunion, she said.
Best part is, a sow ran off with my mean cousin Ned.
On the day of new claimed values
Dawn was celebrated together
Abscond to a new life just to breathe
Gone are the days of your fair weather
Morning comes, life goes on
Warnings forgotten, party harder
Mourning a youth wasted in drinks
Adorning memories with placated ardor
Who will remember your remorse but you?
You regret for no absolute reason
To admit to yourself, nothing stays the same
True remains the thought throughout your seasons.
As my soul heart has a door that is closed;
Noise speaks loudness of per encapsulates;
My vessel contrite I am breathing bruise;
Broke heart open door that I may embrace;
Tears drops down my chin, my cheek, my whole face;
Breaths distorts ultimately---placated;
My arms and hands grasp holds implicated;
Opening and shutting of my heart strings;
Serrated set heart strung constipated;
As my soul heart has a door that is closed;
2/8/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. © 2024
Solitude behind the disguise.
Displaced smiles,
we see only in eyes.
Will we ever reach out
to each other in friendship?
Or will fear guide our hands to our sides?
Necessary distance,
alone in a spaced out crowd.
Walking hurried, no time.
Safety in isolation.
Contact no longer needed,
in keeping with the paradigm
Fear in high numbers
greatly denied for a moment,
placated with guarantees.
Denied closeness,
weeping for our past.
Do we invite to death's door to appease?