Unceremonious Poems | Examples

Tattoo

We spent 15 years together and,
All I have is this stupid tattoo 
Wrecking balm can’t remove it 
'Cause you inked me thoroughly 
We didn’t know it’d go there 
Capturing magic out of thin air
I was trouble riding across the border
You hid me away in short order 
Intoxicated with the future 
We charged out of the past

You abruptly ended things with a cold stare
Walking off without a care
I gave my blood, sweat and tears
Just to walk away like nothing happened
They say time heals —
But I still have is this stupid tattoo
We spent 15 years together 
You can’t burn this thing off
Deep dark hues tell our story
With my soul as your canvas 
You’re permanently etched 
You’re forever, you’re eternal
Growth from a wreck 
Artistry from a speck 
Unceremonious ending 
Heart wrenching
Memories drenching 
Some goodbyes are uneven & forever…unfinished
Yet all I have is this stupid tattoo

Required No More

Do you know what it’s like
To be required no more,
To be put out to grass,
To be kicked out the door,
To know your work’s ended,
No more will be done,
To be slung on the tip,
Pushed aside by the young,
To be pensioned off
In an unceremonious way,
To know you’ve had yours,
Every dog has its day,
To have an appetite for work,
But be left to hunger,
To be replaced by someone
Less able but younger,
To be told you’re too old,
When you feel in your prime,
To be sent on your bike,
Before it’s your time,
To be all washed up
And flushed down the drain,
To have no physical wounds,
But still be in pain, 
To feel your age,
Find you’re no Peter Pan,
To see your life going
No longer to plan,
To recall when you felt rich,
But now you feel poor,
To hear your heart slowly pumping,
Alas’ it races no more,
To experience an emptiness
That nothing will fill,
To have no medical symptoms,
But still feel ill,
To be out of control
Of your own destiny,
To be constantly asking
Why me ... why me?

Ship's Suicide

In the shadow of the Second World War,
Fuehrer wanted to augment maritime power
and control the waters of the northern oceans. 
In the North Sea he proudly set sail Bismarck, 
the largest German battleship ever built.

On maiden voyage off the coast of Scandinavia
she got fiercely engaged with the Royal Navy,
heavily damaged, survived the first battle 
in the fateful strait of Denmark,
but was totally crippled by later air attack.

She was scuttled by the German navy,
bringing her brief life to an unceremonious end,
as she committed suicide so to say, and sank
to save herself from further ignominy.

November 6, 2021
Contest : A Noteworthy Ship
Sponsor : Robert James Liguori

Unfairness

Ultra-conservative
undertaker umpires
upperclassmen unit;
Unique undergrads used
Unceremonious
Underhanded unions--
Uncooperative!

THIRD PLACE WINNER
Written April 30, 2021
for "Pleiades 'U' Contest"
sponsored by Kim Merryman

An Unceremonious Finale

An unceremonious finale
Where humbled, clean beginnings
Awaken as I continue my sleepwalk
Through it all
Evidence collected
Self-worth resurrected
Dusty pasts remain infected
Careful to traverse
The spotty crumbles
Jagged, pure and uninvited
Failures in their attempts
To lead me astray
Modest sustenance in a world
Vacant of altruism
Brimming with exchanges
Involving humanity's present value
And all that is left
And all that I care to search for
Remains dormant
Yet secured
Deep inside chasms
Desperate for excavation.

(10/11/06)

Under Starry Skies

Luscious night overseen by crescent moon
Playful ludic breeze toys with miles of sand
A zillion stars out in full bloom this June
T'was yesteryear nervous you took my hand

The charming way you were so chivalrous
Stories shared with innocent childlike heart
Time vanished most unceremonious
Our souls melding as one right from the start

Looking at remembrances endearing
Years generous to us in every way
All hint of skepticism disappearing
Never be another come judgment day

Two souls inexplicably attracted
Entwining hearts forever connected     



AP: 3rd place 2020

Submitted on February 28, 2018 for contest BEST SONNET sponsored by LAURA LOO

This is the versed version (10 syllables) of my original A FIRST DATE unversed sonnet - submitted in February 2018

A First Date

‘Twas a mellow evening overseen by a crescent moon
A ludic breeze playfully lurking above miles of glittery sand
A zillion stars out in full bloom commemorating a late June
I remember as if yesterday how you nervously touched my hand

In an awkwardly charming way you were so chivalrous
I loved the stories you shared with a childlike innocent heart
Time evaporated casual and content in a way most unceremonious
Our souls affectionately melding as one right from the start

Looking back now makes remembrances so endearing
Years have been most generous to you and I in every way
From that tense genesis every hint of skepticism disappearing
We’ve grown closer and couldn’t imagine another now to judgment day

Two compatible souls inexplicably attracted
Intertwining hearts forever connected


**PoetrySoup definition of a SONNET does not say anything about # syllables per line - giving the impression that varied # of syllables per line would be acceptable**



AP: 2nd place, Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted for contest A FIRST DATE SONNET sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI - January 20, 2018  -  RANKED 1ST

New Year Wishes

unabashed anticipation
    unblemished appreciation
unbridled exhilaration
    uncensored imagination
unceremonious recreation
    unchartered exploration
uncomplicated communication
    unconfined aspiration
undreamt creation
    unfading veneration
unfathomable exaltation
    uninhibited expectation
unleashed fascination
    unlimited inspiration
unprecedented celebration
    unrehearsed reconciliation
unscheduled relaxation
    unsolicited cooperation
unsurpassed vacation
    unswaying determination 


Submitted on January 4, 2018 for contest NEW YEAR_RHYME sponsored by JANICE CANERDY -  RANKED 3RD

I Am a Man

I am a man 
I am the bearer of our name 
I am in part the maker of my fam 
I lead by behaviour and stature 
I lead with and not by fame 

I am a man 
Not by my stance to a toilet 
Not to the raising of my hand 
I am not culturally inclined 
Not by weight of adultery 
Nor mistreatment of an other 
I am not a man by group, sect or activity 

I am a man 
by my independence 
By confidence 
By honesty 
Respect and loyalty 
I model my father in good or bad stead 

I am a man 
As I do not need to raise my voice 
As I margin a future 
Am forgiven in moments unceremonious 
I forgive not for Ego 
Only in being a hero 
Am away from childish activity 
Transition to being thee 
I listen to both women and girls 
Mannerisms 
I am both gentle and hard 
Rough and clean 
Kind and mean 
I am me, myself, a family 
Brother, protector and a human being 
I am a man.

Stentorian Stillness

Here comes the silence.
Shoving its way through the crowd to greet me.
Like a tsunami would greet a stony cliff.
What an impetuous, impertinent lull...
Settling itself on my head like a heavy blanket.
Suffocating my ears.
Should I scream?
I should scream.
But there's no sound. 
Just unceremonious reverie.
Just silence. 
That raucous, deafening silence.
Until the world turns.
Negligibly.
A motion indiscernible.
Except for the sound it makes.

Zephyrs

Cool breezy swirl
Pregnant with rain;
Abrupt metaphor


Man walking dog
Faces so alike;
Harmonic motion


News flash
Warring fractions;
Lose-lose situation


Grass verge flowers
Unceremonious strands;
Beauty unnoticed


Old rubber tree
Nature's monument;
Wears a regal countenance


Sky of grey-black
Random lightning flash;
Nature re-decorating


Feline chorus 
Evening entertainment;
Midnight madness


Easy breezy
Zephyrs swirl and dance;
Cold evening gathers


Between sad and bad
Choose to be glad;
Weather grim change 



Leon Enriquez
14 August 2014
Singapore

Tai-Chi For Better Balance

Today I practiced
tai-chi in front of a mirror
with a dozen beginners my age.
I didn't apologize
as I thought I might.
Strange
to pick out the
reflexively familiar.
Icon I,
seen from the outside.
Some of us
would have commanded
with angry eyes
if rumples were smoothed
but now we listen.
They lined up like this
in many old photographs of
unsymmetric faces
unceremonious bodies,
dignities clinginging to fact.

Redemption

A cloud without a sun
So dim, it sets the heart to burn
Across the wild redemption is heard
Awakening the unknown to be bared.

All around the drums of revolution is heard
Flashes and grey smear the end.
The rhythm on a flat, tempo rising in every note
Like a drum on a strut crescendo climaxing as it wrote.

In the greens,
Some total obiesance, others undecided swaying and bowing.
For the crawlers,
Roosting was early, unceremonious, devoid of squacking and flapping.
As the rumbling and tumbling heated
The scurrying and scrambling ended.

Roofs thumping, pallets sated buckets filled
Puddles forming, earth elated streams tilled.

Gluggamous-Fluggamous, Spitimy-Bitimy

Gluggamous-fluggamous
Grandfather Thaddeus
went to the grocery store
bought him a lime

Home with tequila and
salt coated shot glass he
unceremonious
lost track of time.

Spitimy-bitimy
Grandma Penelope
done with her work early
home she did race.

One glance at Grandfather
mega-monstrosity
Grandma retreated to
Clyde's warm embrace

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

inspired by John Wulf's McWhirtle

Time To Clean House

It's been covered 
by that christmas tablecloth 
for years.
You remember... 
the one with the large poinsettia pattern 
directly in the middle, 
with the cranberry stains decorating 
sporadic spots along the border.

I almost forgot it was here.
I always hoped somehow a magic trick
would be performed while I was away
and it would disappear before I returned.

The years have passed for me
yet as I do the unceremonious unveiling
time seems to spiral backwards until
I'm sitting on the floor 
drowning in a flood of memories.

Yet, 
no more tears come.
Time to clean house.
No more tablecloths to cover the pain.
No more boxes to tuck away 
the memories that are better off forgotten.
No more excuses for not visiting this place.
No more.

This space is clean now
and will remain that way.
Clear of the cobwebs and dust
that have been clouding my vision
for too many years.
The heavy velvet curtains give a groan
(or is it a cheer?)       
as they're thrown open.
Finally, the sun can shine through
and the warmth can be felt
by a heart that was unsure it deserved 
to feel the warmth of the sun.

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