Short Reform Poems
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Wall
of
reform,
carved in stone-
four statues...just men !
http://www.sacred-destinations.com/switzerland/geneva-reformation-monument.htm
Dissidents claim they must reform
The life we accept as the "norm"
As Mother Earth said,
"Until you are dead
Peace lies in the eye of the storm!"
In the formation of the word arrest
There is err up side down
It’s cause for arrest and to end rest
Either it’s to rest in prison
Or else to reform in rest of his life
True spirituality is feeling
and believing even not seeing
not experiencing, making mistakes,
but persevere believing and evolving,
In the continuous effort for intimate reform ...!
break me -- reform the old
prepare this vessel to receive
the dew of your love
David Meade
11/16/2014
Live Generously
Form:
COME here
find your peace
that desired
Lay your head
upon my shoulder
Release your pain
Fret not the moment
It is yours and only yours
Rebirth and reform
that replenishes the soul!
:: ~ ::
I've counted the days this time.
Dear,
I'm not that person surely here,
I fear, how sorry I'm for! but
I'll help you to release,
I'll help you to reform, I swear!
because I love, love a sporadic bird.
If one person remembers …
a legacy yet
If one person remembers
old feelings reset
If one person remembers
the words to reform
If one person remembers
—tomorrow reborn
(The New Room: July, 2023)
their selfish stance, meets no response
since we no longer wish to dance
ceasing to reform or cajole
relinquishing wearisome roles
blissful soul, choosing to renounce
14-July-2021
No end to his goofies, someone just said
Born to be goofie, damn well part of his heritage
Can't condemn me
Still just a trainee
Eventually, I'll reform, in the meantime, I'll blame my parentage
Big Riot Beginning To Form
Sure has started out as one heck of a storm,
With all attention that is given to tax reform;
Enough for now;
Get by somehow,
While outside big riot was beginning to form.
Jim Horn
Africa, beautiful continent
Dreamy echoes fascinate
Giraffes heighten inclines
Jurassic known linger
Madagascar nestles offshore
Primates quest reform
Savannah tribes umbilical
Visioned waves x-ray
Young zebra
If it does not require
People like Donald Trump
And corporations
Like General Electric
To pay Taxes to support
Operation of the federal
Government of the USA
Then it is NOT, "Tax Reform"
It is just "Fake News"!
Form:
G-eneral
E-nforces
R-reform
A-t
L-awbreakers'
D-etention
B-y
A-dministering
N-ational
T-olbooth
A-gainst
G-raft
Topic: Bureau Of Corrections Director (General Gerald Q. Bantag)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
There was a one-eyed pirate named Fred
Who wanted to reform and get wed
The wench who took his measure
Had got used to the treasure
So she shivered his timbers instead
4-6-19
Contest:Pirate Themed Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
How well I spent the weekend fair
And tasted the rivers form,
Until the morning of Sunday bliss
Ended with Monday's reform.
With laughing mind, I departed
And tossed my love aside,
Went back into hiding
And with society I complied.
haphazard
acts
lack
pattern
erupt
explode
bring
forth
change
&reform:
random
beauty
catches
the
eye
inspires
&
transforms
acquaintance
into
love
an FP
His Victorian times were in need of reform.
He wrote of orphans out in a storm
With no fleece coats to keep them warm,
And a miserable miser counting his gold.
Charles Dickens' topics were true and bold.
Written for Brian's contest 6th place
The Big Bloat
It’s Not as easy
As you know
Food is legal
And can get
It to go
I find myself
In the same
Bloat
We eat when
Hungry
Or in a
Deep mote
But...
As hard
As it is
To dig out
The rut
We all can
Do it
And have
A good
Gut
black
white
democrat
republican
right wing
left wing
bipolar
catholic
protestant
reform
orthodox
sunni
shiite
western
eastern
bipolar
love
hate
truth
lies
happy
sad
smiles
cries
bipolar.
On the streets of the tent-city
the lad grew up fast
Crime, drugs and vice
How long could he last
A rich heiress had pity
took him into her home
Too late to reform him
He left her this poem:
HIV bug
Grave dug
Cry not
~ I rot
I used to be carved out of marble
I used to take a chisel and hammer
To my useless pieces, and break them off
But over time, the empty spaces
Overshadowed the solid frame of me
I have run out of material to shape
I am no longer marble, I am
Bone white shards swept under the rug
My youngest daughter asked me...
"What is the most precious metal"
I could have said Silver, Gold, Platinum.
But the most precious metal I said was Mercury.
Because if you spill it, it spreads apart
but it will always find a way to reform, rejoin and become whole again.
Thats precious!
Can you rise above yourself
to live and speak the truth
Can your parts reform and shun
a past you now uproot
Can you become that special someone
while others look askance
Can the lie you’ve lived before today
—get one last second chance
(Las Vegas Nevada: January, 2018)
Could you imagine
What the world would be like
If we used kind words
Kind words are succulent and sweet
Like drew drop honey cones on the tip of the tongue
Kind words calms angry storms
Soothes the belly of a hungry shark
Kind words have the power to reform
Kind words are irresistible.