Tilting Poems | Examples

Tilting on a Seesaw, Rocking

I'm stand'n, with legs split astride,
One foot on either side,
flip'n on the see-saw ride,
tilt'n from side to side.
Rock'n and Roll'n!

I'm in a juxtaposition
in between a flip 'n flop
You said you loved me!
Now you say, not!
Will you make up your ruddy mind.
I'm in such a bind!

The tides a' going out and coming in.
The sun's arising and setting.
I've given you love, and not got, 
no love, back in return.
I'm all stained black and blue.
I wanna be red and yellow,
on the flip'n arc of the rainbow.

I'm sick of the way
the coin always flips,
between agony and bliss, 
between I'm happy and I'm sad!
There's a gotta be a better way,
to rock'n on this see-saw grind.
I wanna be heads up, all the time!

I'm stand'n, with legs split astride,
One foot on either side,
flip'n on the see-saw ride,
tilt'n from side to side.
Rock'n and Roll'n!

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
The clock says it's one o'clock.
But its fast, it's on the future, 
on the just passed it time.
There's no going back, this time,
On some voodoo time-machine grind,
Get me off 'a this playground ride!

Flip'n in a juxtaposition!
Flip'n in a juxtaposition!

Tilting Decks

The year I became seasick
I lived in a bungalow on the edge
of a wilderness moor.

The sky and land
grappled together
for supremacy of my soul,
Inner dogs whined,
my eyes were portholes
where cats watched
the turbulent dance
of garbled mind waves.

I had to leave a wife,
but knew I could not swim,
couldn't drown, nor float.
I stumbled across high wind-woven gorse,
ghosts crying through my hair.

in the end,
the crashing sound of breakers
smashing against cliffs
made me vomit, I staggered
choking still
into a pathless night.

A cloud garden had to
wither and bloom,
toes had to learn to grip
ever shifting sands.

Time whittles,
it sharpens the bones of your throat
until you can consume
the stale and the fresh,
while riding a moon crazed
rocking-horse.

Tilting For A Fall

Cheated on, she's not messing around; one foot already out the door" - quote by poet.

        just a p u s h... 
all that is needed to timber 
the foundation of dreams.
          his unfaithfulness,
though forgiven,
       the stench of betrayal 
lingers like a thick fog in the air. 
         the state of their union, 
a wobbly three-legged table. 
it's tilting for a fall on second chance;
  that's all he'll ever get. 
   she votes with her feet 
             on a third.

Head Tilting

Head Tilting

I’ve lost my up-to-date level of 
head tilting for the 
Uncommon Certificate of 
Head Action School. In my subjects I earned the 
highest grade 
ever 
seen.

Last Windmill Tilting

Is truth that important,
or ignorance bliss

Your place on the Ferris Wheel,
roundly dismissed

What first must go up,
by law to come down

Gravity’s joke,
if not Heaven bound

The yes from the no,
the right from the wrong

The good from the bad,
the weak from the strong

A circular stage
on which we perform

Whose show must go on,
to laud or to scorn

But why do we wonder
and worry about

A dogmatic treatise,
 that one we can shout

The flow is unending,
catching all in its path

A current that’s ridden
by yacht and by raft

The proof’s in the pudding,
the cook still unnamed

Whose recipe seasoned,
to praise or to blame

One thing to be certain,
these words are not true

But then they’re not false,
something old—something new

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

Tilting

they say truth
           is blind but
           her statue
           shows
           only
           a

           blindfold so she
           may sometimes
           take a peek at
           what is being
           asked to 
           be judged

                 so standing 
                 at her feet 
                 i put on

         the scale
         my words of
         love for my love

heavy to the left
no chance of even
balance for nothing
outweighs all that i say
in proclamation and more
so admiration for her while
piling more than just words i
finally literally take my beating
heart and by placing it forever tip 

the
scale

Tilting of the Monument

After the curtain comes down
when masks are tossed aside
the applause becomes an ember
can you live with the left overs
will you devour yourself
then grow into your flower

What is left at the very end
a mind at ease or gray mayhem
were you truly loved or hated
what does the equation say
who'll care enough to read your script
when time gently tilts your monument.

Tilting Scales

Soros with his little pet crusty the clown caught red nosed 
our country needs a king with a backbone to defend certain rights 
not this weak minded fool who shakes hands with the devil himself 
on earth a liberal puppet who agrees with killing children firstly 
has little value under such a crown lacks deep compassion 
with backwards peddling sacrifice promoting bloodshed 
no true nature that supports life for all it's faults 
where history will condemn this act of treason 
overturning what is right and just law bares equal measures

Birds Tilting At Windmills

Multi-coloured whirlygigs
and dangling dvd mobiles
have a playful role
protecting my potted
young Blueberry bushes
from hungry for worm birds
digging up the plants
I might even add a baby monitor
making the sculpture
complete.

Tilting Windmills

The pretentiousness  of I 
Tilting at windmills 
In the hope of 
Dulcinea
Little did I know that
My Shadow 
Had the only giants 
To be found

Tilting

7/4/16



Ever since the beginning blood has always been spilling
And when it came to money some made a killing

The system many are milking
Therefore the balance has been tilting

Nearby and far away from flowers wilting
Where the temperatures are bone-chilling

Artist gilding
And others quilting

Meanwhile the media continues filming
And oil companies remain drilling

As farmers keep on tilling
Machines are used for milling

Life is thrilling
How can you get what you want, if you stay unwilling
To making progress towards fulfilling

Inside of certain buildings
Is an ongoing process of distilling

By: Dalton Ogletree

Tilting Galaxies

read you in a dewy meadow of cataclysmic ambrosia

damp feathers of grass tickling the nape of my neck,

 my eyes could sense seclusion's blossomed temptation

  'pon surmised landscapes of poetic otherworldly sublimity, 

insomuch as sonata's perceptive celestial bodies' played on

    imposing horizons and seascapes indistinguishable as

snowflakes midst commanding symphonic overtures, 

   meanwhilst stardust & moons simultaneously tilt galaxies

Tilting At Simplicity

Tilting at Simplicity

William of Ockham 
Harbinger of today’s
“Occam’s razor”—
His simplest solutions
Bespeak not always
Accurate conclusions.

A Simple Simon
Binary approach
Style vice logic
Solutions not always
Truest to measure
Requires real
Human variety.

Heuristic methods
Abound—of course
Tied to many
Scientific efforts
But how about
The Messy?
The Complex? 

Simple rationale
On each conclusion 
May be suspect
With only barest of
Variables considered. 

Take your pick—but
Use your intuition
The easiest aren’t
Always most correct
Use common sense too!

When in doubt
Trust yourself
Keep objectivity
Fail not to ponder
The complex too!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
(September 14, 2015) (Accentual Meter)

Tilting At Windmills

The grinding millstone
The chaff invested air
The lone miller bow's in prayer
Seemingly lost in the chaos
The code of honour
Looking through the opaque
The lone miller, is he sage
Or lost in the modern age
Tilting at windmills
Is he a quixotic man
Doubtful it was a plan
His prayer said
Now he mixes
Rye, wheat, corn
Out of this, bread is born
Body  soul and redemption
Made of hand, blessed with spirit
The lone miller, is he sage
Or is he lost  in the modern age
Tilting at windmills
The code of honour reclaimed
The nature of a man, set free
Tilting  at windmills
He will always be

Vignette-Tilting At Windmills

He set his classic in La Mancha
Don Quxiote and sidekick Panza
This duet made an awful fist
Ready material for a satorist-
Sancho the squire,Don the idealist

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