Short Sedition Poems
Short Sedition Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sedition by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sedition by length and keyword.
Editor Who Had A Crediter
Evidently there once was an editor;
Extremely cautious about creditor;
Was an exhibition,
Of some sedition;
He appeared on page as a predator.
Jim Horn
Lamb
delightful, joyful
loving, giving, caring
Master, Savior, demon, human
ranting, raving, thronging
sedition, affliction
goat
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In Honor of Dane Ann
And contest
I'm on a mission
Which may lead to sedition
Even though it wasn't in my vision
I envisioned my decision with fission
And I wont stop till I reach what is my Elysian
3/17/2017
Trump ought to be tried for sedition
But who dares to sign a petition?
The GOP Vault
Claims Trump's not at fault
So forget all about contrition!
( Guess whom has the Vault combination?)
I
If Obama and fans had stormed Capitol, democracy would preach
II
If Obama and fans had stormed the Capitol, he would not preach again
III
If Trump ever pays for 2021 sedition, all blood of First Nations would be Silenced
We expect respect for the Ashes tradition
Supposed to be the latest greatest rendition
All in the thrall of Bazball religion expedition
Cheeky gung go have a go bro sneaky sedition
Crazy condition did explode in the Perth edition
Premonition aplomb bomb racy pacy ammunition
Oz mirth goad did implode Pom’s road to perdition
(Series: Silhouettes)
Near my lips,
Her lips
We should mix some fluids right?
But I am thirsty
I want to drink some juices
Suck some honey
& fly with the imagination of another era
She is smiling
She has a gap in her mouth
She expresses astonishment with the gap
But my eyes are drawn to her chest
Burning - increasing in sedition
Towards tormenting moon juices
In the deepest blue they shiver - searching her in time
In a lust drawn sigh and quiver – words of intellect and rhyme
Her eyes close in submission – as he draws her further yet
Her soul beats with such sedition – as he helps her to forget
And in the decadence of moonlight - she succumbs to virgin's plight
And in the remanence of hindsight – she never meant to lose the fight
Form:
My Muse keeps
ancient hours...
candlelight flowers,
blooms of the deep night
for the black-bean
poet; rise ye caffeine
warriors—with quill
thy sword in hand--
slay thy enemies
those metaphors
cajoled for bland;
with defiant zeal
upright thy stand--
(never kneel, thus
bowing to tradition.
Great bards of old
never wrote for sold
at Literary-stakes
burned
for sedition)
An illuminating moonscape came on Sunday
In Spring of thirty-three C.E.
[The third day]
Executed—Jesus the Nazarene
Falsely charged with sedition
God raised Jesus back to life
Forty days later, Jesus ascended to heaven
Unlike legends, the Gospel reflects
Painstaking accuracy and detail refined
If those events really did happen
Then there is a bright future for mankind!
1 Corinthians 15:14 14
You play us like a classical musician.
You baffle us with numbers like the finest mathematician.
You hit us with the facts a master statistician.
You tell us one thing then take a juxta position.
You light the touch paper then watch ignition.
You wake up the natives causing sedition.
You stand by and watch children die of malnutrition.
You pull bunny's from hats like a stage magician.
Who are you, well I'm a Politician !
The freak accident
of a paranormal mystic, begins
a telekinesis in the dark room
to internalize the chopped off
obsession of sex.
You will be needed as a
fugitive now, in the
muddle of passions. There was
a complete lull before the storm.
A pindrop silence.
An anxiety starts, of-
becoming nothing, in the comfort
zone. The roots look up
at the lunar month, to bail out
the loner, convicted of sedition.
Satish Verma
Bonfire night
It’s alright, it’s not really such a fright
Guy Fawkes and friends had a plan
But then fell down to a man
King and country took them all
Then made them all fall
No more challenges for a while
Until we all start to smile
What did we get from bonfire night
Well it wasn’t a fight
Royal crown and politicians
Keep us from sedition
But hey ho, do we care
No not really, I wasn’t there!
DAMO
Reason bare of structure like a storm
Ovulating in an angry sea
Stir sedition and juxtaposes its norm
Ego-wise against a season's glee
Latent turbulence primed with insecurity
Drizzled from a tempestuous sun
Altar of a sadist's alternating history
Gulp your blustering track to the mark
Rendered as God's boundary
Exert not your vain effort to spark
Excitement of lightening in the air
Never more your rage shall cloy my heart with fear.
Watch the Words You Use Online
By Elton Camp
Be careful of words filled with hate
Bomb, death, president, assassinate
For keywords, Sam does search
Allah, mosque, guns and church
This poem likely has their attention
Because these words I dared mention
If there’s a midnight knock at my door,
You can bet I won’t use ‘em anymore
Freedom of speech we may have still
Keyword searches the right will chill
The Alien and Sedition Acts revived
Government censorship is still alive
I felt the sugar on your lip,
Not the venom in your heart,
At last struck me like a dart
My heart you managed to rip.
I’m numb, a little meek,
Not passive as you feel.
I just want to heal,
Payback I do not seek.
Your sedition came out of the blue,
Willy veiled in my dearest faith,
Forced me see my own wraith,
I just wish I knew; you were never true.
I tried to cushion the blow,
Blamed me for your perfidy.
That was my tragedy,
I hope my pain you will never know.
It was a risky proposition.
yet they held no inhibition.
Then formed a coalition.
obtained the disposition.
And it became a mission.
to make the acquisition
Ancient gold exhibition.
Had the right condition.
with all inside position.
Ran Into opposition.
Hadn't figured on sedition.
Stan the finger in suspicion
put through the iquisition.
Couldn't explain his transition.
One slug the ammunition
He's a ghostly apparition.
In moldy decomposition.
It was a risky proposition.