Supervising Poems | Examples

Mechanical Man

Too many tiny minds
telling others what to do
the sighted led by the blind
even tho' they can't do it too
curtailing all creativity
restraining imagination
destroying individuality
those who can don't need advising
those who can't should stop supervising
let me make my own mistakes
it's the only way I'll know what it takes
to get where I need to be
so put the key in the slot
wind me up and watch me go
a robot I am not

Angelic Inspiration

The inexperienced poet created a pittance of an outline
Nothing mammoth, but it was a beginning
Her inspiring angel ran with it
Giving her fantastical ideas while she slumbered
Unfortunately none were retained upon her awakening
No worries the I.A. thought. There are million ideas from whence they came.
God smiled at her tenacious optimism.
Glad the supervising angel had assigned her to that particular poet.

More Majestic Poems

we have to endure
supervising is rising
be safe sane secure

on us peace upon
God and will always done
day with setting sun

Jesus is up there
has been in my each prayer
words with us will share

table up righted
Jesus again was sighted
have been delighted

for all crime to cease
make sure number will increase
so that it will cease

Set Me Free

You are always anxious that I'm incapable,
I feel you watching over my shoulder,
it makes me nervous and less able,
never changing as I've grown older.

Forcing things on me when I'm not ready,
so I'm unprepared and lack composure,
and therefore I'm somewhat unsteady,
the pressure then makes me feel unsure.

If I was left alone to do things free
without you hovering all over me,
while supervising every activity,
you wouldn't transfer worry on to me.

It has to be done your way,
or I've failed perspectively,
note I say perspectively,
as it is seen subjectively.

You explain that what doesn't need explaining,
in-depth check ups follow while my energy drains,
the obvious revisited while my brain's straining,
you must be absolutely sure I have no brains. 

It eats away my enthusiasm and determination,
because the control is never mine,
I hope we can change the system and expectation,
and you show belief that I'll do just fine.

I-Hate-School

Neat orderly lines of chairs
Rattling biro pens on sweaty palms.
An echoing hall of icy airs,
exhaling teens failing to stay calm.
A bald figure glares over nervous being through supervising glass,
you will find me right in the middle of a scanty class.
A graveyard of buried dreams.
.
I was made to find ''x'' and i don't understand ''y''
why, ''A B, A B'' was the only rhyme scheme on my answer sheet..
Why, i had to quote and live by the words of another man,
so i could secure an A, B or C on that last day.
Alphabet i might never use in life.
.
Hmmmm... 
What if, I get an ''A'' in farming and ''F'' in mathematics??
Does it mean am brainless?
What if,
I can't spell the word ''vehicle'' but can actually fix it?
Does it make me any less better than you?
I can't stand these tests
designed to determine the worth of our mind.

The Ant Army

Surreal and supernatural, same synergise,
Rational folks call it a bunch of lies,
The march of an ant army, along the jamb,
To converge into the alter, of a sacrificial lamb;

No wonder why the genre, brood,
Wish if there was, ‘Robinhood’,
To save the souls, from the tolling bell,
And the marauders, fire, from hell,

As they close up, for the kill,
For a crystal of sugar, up on the hill,
They nibble on the remains, that appear sweet,
Like a pride of Lions, feasting on meat,

Slave labours carry, grains of sand,
Under the watchful eyes, of supervising ants,
Tread up to build, a tomb atop the hill,
Like a pyramid hiding treasures, of pharaohs will,

The slaves trail a vision of light, cross a gorge to reach,
The water of the Red Sea, divides in a breach,
As soldiers, follow the slaves, with intent to kill,
Nature’s sweet revenge, as water, fills,
The soldiers washed away, into a watery grave,
While new life starts, on the Promised Land for the brave;

The Crystal Maze - An Alphabent

A Brilliant Crystal Dome Extends.
For Geniality, Host Intends:
Jousting Knights, Luminous Metal,
Novel Ocean, Proud Quetzalcoatl.
Richard Supervising Trials Undergone
Via Wandering Xysts, Yon Zones.

The Centurion

As the head Centurion was supervising his men
Occasionally he'd look upon Jesus now and then
And as he was instructing his men as to what to do
It was closer to this Man Jesus that this centurion drew

And after the Cross was raised he then stood on guard
This battle worn soldier whose heart was now so hard
Hearing his own men as they cast lots for Jesus' clothes
A compassion, which he could not discern, suddenly arose
  
And as he watched Jesus for three long hours in agony
It was through this manner that his heart began to see
This man who was there the whole time at the Cross that day
In seeing Jesus suffer he knew that this Jesus was the Way

He had watched in so many other men being crucified before
But it was this, Our Lord, who changed his whole entire core
For this Man was different as He suffered in all complete Grace
Asking His Father to forgive us as Blood ran down His Face

Blind

A curious stream of light
penetrates a tiny puncture
through the window blind
lending vision to sight

At first I just glance
but very quickly 
it grows in height
directing all my attention
like a guiding moon
supervising the night

These moments unborn
time slowly matures
light blinks away
taking a pulsating dive
perception of light
projected on my wall
makes me feel alive

Rasputin

These are very bad times for our nation.
We are in a very dire situation.
Our tsar is not in his palace anymore,
since our country is embroiled in a war.
The tsar is supervising the front line armament.
In St. Petersburg, a mad man is heading our government.
The tsarina is very difficult to convince
since Rasputin has hypnotic power over the prince.
We must come to the aid of Mother Russia.
Let’s murder that little monkey from Siberia.

Precious Gifts of Love

God/Jesus
Loving, Good
Saving, Blessing, Guiding
King, Lord of Lords,  Savior, Creator
Teaching, Leading, Fishing
Powerful, Almighty
Father

Father
strong,  industrious
building ,  directing , sacrificing
family head, director,  leader, manager
hardworking, supporting
courageous, patient
Mother

Mother
caring, kind
nursing , assisting, guiding
teacher, adviser, counselor, caregiver, 
leading, molding, supervising
 tender, understanding
friend


Friend
loyal, warm
brothers, sisters
giving unconditional love
  whom we can hold on to and trust, 
 so,love and honor your  father and mother 
one of the commandments
 of God


Above are precious diamonds and gifts of love,
Safely kept in my diamante- poem treasure box.


August 18,2012


First Place
Contest: Diamante
Judged: 11/13/13
Sponsor: Poet Dr. Ram Mehta

The Unmasked Wringer

If this world were a film?
And people were watching
If there were no cut scenes
And none supervising
If all events were real
And you choose your acting

What role would you play?
Which genre would apt
How long will it take
How short will it slack
Think before you say

Drama? Action?
Science friction?
Play? Comedy? 
Crime? Tragedy?

Amend now
Don't forget
It is now

Stop BAD
Rise GOOD

START!

Who Will Tell Santa

You tell him said the sweet tooth elf
With candy cane all over his face
I would said the supervising elf
But I'm too busy running this place

Maybe Dasher could tell him
For he likes him the best
Dasher's not here said the elf police
He's retaking his flying test

What about Dancer, he could do it
Like a singing telegram
Dancer won't do it he's still mad
You ate the last of his jam

Well Prancer can't do it that's for sure
He acts like he owns the place
He'll strut over here then strut over there
Don't he know he's just taking up space

Well what about one of those other deer
Surely one in the bunch is brave
Vixen, Comet, Donner and Blitzen
And Rudolph's nose are exploring a cave

Then who will tell Santa, it's almost here
It's time for Christmas to start
And Christmas can't come again this year
If you don't let love in your heart

Hey wait just a minute, something's wrong
I think that I missed one above
Yeah you missed Cupid, he'll tell him
He's also the Fairy of love

Sixty-Six

Sixty-Six Sixty-Six Ford Mustangs
Rusting on Sixty-Six acres
Of the Mustang Ranch since
Sixty-Six
Sixty-Six parking tickets
attached to Sixty-Six Sixty-Six
Ford Mustangs
Stuck on Sixty-Six acres
Of the Mustang Rance
Sixty-Six Ladies of the Night
Sixty-Six lacy hankies held
In Sixty-Six dainty hands,
Waving at Sixty-Six Deputy Sheriffs
Supervising Sixty-Six County
Tow-Trucks,
Oh those Sixty-Six Poor Unfortunate
Schmucks...
Gonna cost each Sixty-Six bucks
They could'a spent on
Sixty-Six Sweet Sexy hours,
With Sixty-Six Sweet Sexy Gals,
Oh well,
Sixty-Six, "Oh, What the Hell!"s

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