Substituting Poems | Examples

Never

   I never want to hear,
   That I didn't try before I disappear.
   Finding everything in life enjoyable,
   Perhaps that's my foible.
   Stretching to fill every crack,
   With experiences that I lack.
   Examining items of art, beauty, and love with curiosity.
   Substituting some fantasy for reality,
   Before I disappear.
   May it be said,
   "She always dipped a toe,
    In every new rainbow!"

Confluence

Streams mingle with rivers
And rivers mingle with oceans
while oceans reconcile the distinction 
Like humans converging from regions 

Civilization marks a local population
Originating back to their initiation
Modern trends reconcile the differences  
Substituting Regionalism with cooperation 

 People shuttling from country to country 
Mingling one another into the sixth ocean 
Time by time removed the separation 
Both in inherited values and appearance 
A cosmopolitan of civilization appears 

As the scene being shown in Australia 
The continent lives people from everywhere 
They're converging themselves into 
A fresh civilization- the spirit of Australian

The Crucified Risen

Christians once sacrificed their own, 
To the God of Love, like pagans known, 
Burning heretics, they claimed divine, 
Killing their own in a holy shrine.

Those who fought for freedom's call, 
Claiming Christian values above all, 
Killed their own in cold bloodshed, 
Replacing faith with "nation" instead.

Those who send us to war, with hate and fear, 
Are not Christian, nor human, but profiteers, 
Forcing the poor to meet their end, 
Calling it justice, a moral trend.

And oftentimes, the word "justice" they use, 
Substituting love, for violence they choose, 
Replacing truth with words that sound, 
A heartless scheme, worth millions of pounds.

The Crucified Risen, came to say, 
There's only love, in a world astray, 
Only love can conquer violence and strife, 
Bringing peace and hope, to all of life.

Alla Antsis
April 7, 2023

Backlash

The publisher of Roald Dahl’s books
Thought changes should be made
To make the books “inclusive,”
But attention has been paid

With many writers speaking out
To criticize the plan
(Despite the fact that Dahl’s ideas
Made many not a fan).

An example that I read of
Would remove the use of “fat”
If a character was overweight – 
Now what’s the use of that?

What they’d substitute, I wonder;
Still, most children are aware
Of dishonesty in writing
As in life, which isn’t fair.

Yet another word replacement
Would be “parent” used instead
Of both “mother” and of “father,”
If one’s gone – divorced or dead.

Or if someone has two mommies
Or two dads, perhaps they mused
That by substituting “parent,”
Kids would not then be confused.

Still, a writer’s words are sacred
And reflective of the times,
Therefore, posthumous replacements
Feel like literary crimes.

Now the publisher’s decided,
After unexpected flak,
There’ll be two competing versions,
Which, to me, seems out of whack.

Was It a Smile

The smile

The wall between the road and houses
had graffiti and slogans on its grey, sodden flanks
as guarding the systematic deficiency of need.
The townscape of bleakness is like an endless
a funeral march in rain, substituting for tears anyone
had, for those who willfully die of hunger.
By the wall, on the narrow pavement, a lone figure
 walks fast as not sensing the drizzle
he appears to be smiling.
Perhaps his wife had given birth to a son, or he
had won the lottery.
The wheel of a truck explodes, hits and pins him
to the wall, and we shall never know why he smiled

Whats In a Word

What’s In A Word
Humor: by Miracle Man
November 25, 2021

Today, much time is spent on word substituting,
we’re currently being asked to cease using the word looting.
Hoodlum sympathizers have deemed it a racist word,
but to me, looting’s appropriate, and much preferred.

Some waste time lobbying on a better word campaign,
but taking from another what they've labored to obtain.
In every sense of the word you've become a looter, 
and must plead your case before some prosecutor.

Over time words evolved and many are now taboo,
and being called white privileged, I find offensive too.
But I tend to agree and, as always, a straight shooter,
smash and grab is more refined than just plain looter.

“Fools live to regret their words,
wise men to regret their silence.”
Will Henry

Breathing Egosystems

A tree breaths out
into spring budding leaves
and in through deeply engaged roots,
a respiring inspiring system
of organic confluence.

Yet each leaf
also supports dialogue
inhaling carbon
and exhaling oxygen.

This tree,
wiser than me,
does not internally debate supremacy
of diverse incoming powers,
nutrition nurturing opportunities
multiculturing

Which is most important,
producing leaves
or producing oxygen?

Which is most significant,
short term recreation
or long term ecosystemic health?

Producing leaves
producing oxygen
producing water
producing fertile soil,
producing trees...

An ecosystemic relationship
breathes out into budding spring
of organic ego-minded leaves,
equally supported by one trunk body
inclusively imported through interactive root systems

Born of Earth
and light
and water,

Cerebral power
and flowing natural nurture

Sacred wind
penetrating
seas of opportunity,

Root empowering systems
not substituting unrestrained egocentric growth
today
for healthy eco-maturation
tomorrow.

It Is That Time of the Year

It is that time of the year 
When everybody comes out of their fears 
Every Soul is enjoying this phase 
For weather is too good these days
After the freezing winters
That sucked last drop of blood from every Splinter 

Gale is no longer gale
It has become a pleasant Breeze
So good it feels when it touches your skin
A bit cold but delightful like a cozy inn
You close your eyes and you feel
As if Wind is penetrating in your veins 
Substituting all worries 
With a glint of warm fuzzies

Sky too is dark blue these days
Stars emit more brighter rays
Moon looks bigger and more bewitching
Driving you crazy and do unhitching

Long walks under the moon
And enjoying solitude’s tune
Along with shadows of the trees
And sweet, sweet sound of the Breeze
when it is awakening the leaves 
From their tiresome winter sleep

How amicably the World walks and sings
While paving ways for the Spring 
Can you feel it??
                                                  (Paghunda Zahid)

Love Hurts

Substituting lies for the truth,
passion's flame is all ablaze.
And you shed innocence of youth;
blindly stumbling within love's maze.

Nagging doubts establish new norms;
morphing into a silent scream.
And caught in emotional storms;
your heart is reluctant to dream.

Feeling love switching directions,
you find it difficult to cope.
And severing all connections;
trickling tears douse embers of hope.

Subjected to heartache and pain;
you suffer love's tribulations.
And yet, you'd do it all again
without any hesitations.

Might Test Answer Sheet

Johnny Cage... Be enraged 
Liu Kang... Look in your knowledge angles 
Scorpion... Seek only your personality I opening
Sonya... Shaping omnipotent ye alpha 
Sub- Zero... Substituting away from cold emotions
Kano... Knowing volcano 
Raiden... Rainbows in divine's energy knowledge

Immortal Love

Tease, tempt and test, my love. And I shall react,
Reach and reign, my love. Give me guidance, lest
I wander, substituting lust for authenticity. 
Inscribe your insignia upon my soul. Lay claim to
Love, as if to sigh your last breath, for I’m 
Embedded in the substratum of your spirit. Thus, 
Spoil me with your matrix. Entice me with your 
Charms. And I shall titillate, tantalize, and satiate 
Your person, for mutual seduction is the art of 
Lovers, and we have loved since the days of 
Genesis. Thus, ours is immortal, my love, extant 
As an apocrypha, but hidden as the root of 
Eternity. Let manifest the fruits of love, for we are
Bonded as the pillars of a shelter, destined for love.

Sleepless Nights

You're away tonight
as too often is the case.
There's no substituting you!
Nose nestled in hair,
arms gently pulling you close,
the soundest of sleep enjoyed.

Open Your Eyes

Within my illusion
There is no confusion
A permanently placed delusion
Substituting for my seclusion
Hoping that in conclusion
We avoid diffusion 

Within your mentality 
There is no finality 
Obsession of formality 
Dependent on normality 
Without a personality 
Unable to attain liberality 

Within society’s jurisdiction
There is only restriction
Feelings of conviction
Beings filled addiction
Typhlotic to the constriction
Their days only fiction

Within the potential
Become experimental
Make it essential 
To be influential 
The ending differential 
Equates into reverential

Substituting Life With My Own Reality

with my eyes closed
music in my ears
the world around me drowned out
senses occupied
I reject my given reality and substitute my own
Just for a moment
And then I’m back

Gulf War

Be Polite—bathe please dear daughter
In brown pool's bored putrid water
Big Profits buy pain
Blown Pipe brings petrol's reign
Bad Pollution's bought poison slaughter

Author's note: Each line has two word pairs that begin with B and P.  You can reconstruct the poem in many ways by substituting the phrase "BP" for any given word pair.  However, when stating "BP", remember that these products are consumed by the broad population.

Another thing--People are now saying that this broken production company is a great investment opportunity--yuck!

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