Uncooperative
self reliant
unhelpful or
unwilling to asit
often done to
achieve benevolent
goalies
prioritizing the
well being of others over
the well being of ones self.
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A great dancer both were
they made the jealous fool admitt.
Both are great dancers
but I wish him to
quit their alliance
and be part of mine
anything else is seen as
foolish and unproductive.
Due to the rigors of time
and finding love with another
he came to his senses
and reached out to those
who wished him apart of
there dance team
they met, they agreed, they
rehearsed, they developed a routine
something performers
would envy and what audiences
would demand.
They met at the right time
in there life before
they were to mean
from the rigors of experience
to see a future that
would included one another
There next obstacle was
finding the right sound
to be the backdrop
for the Movement of Collaborative
People
Categories:
uncooperative, character, music,
Form: Ballad
The music was lively.
The young dancer, unable to restrain
herself, stood and shuffled slowly to
the dance floor. His eyes followed her –
hopeful, but with sadness and concern.
Her gait unsteady, her cane little
help, she began to move – awkwardly
but determinedly – until her eyes
filled with frustration, fear, and
finally resignation; and she stopped.
His eyes filled.
She slowly lifted her gaze from her
uncooperative legs – until their eyes met.
Their painful frowns slowly morphed
into a wistful expression…
And they danced…Across the years,
In sweet remembrance of times
held as tightly in their memory
as they had once held each other…
And they smiled.
Categories:
uncooperative, love, memory, romance, smile,
Form: Prose Poetry
A delayed train
and uncooperative weather
derailed his plans
to seek forgiveness
for his mistake
now, nerves frayed
cold rain
hammers down
his best suit and shoes
no longer pristine
his floral apology crumpled
just one disaster after another
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Categories:
uncooperative, forgiveness, sorry,
Form: Free verse
nothing is perfect
rain does fall sometimes
the weather can be temperamental
the sun can be stubborn
the moon can be uncooperative
in the end, we do the work to work it all out
nothing is perfect
valentines day can be cancelled
anniversaries are oftentimes forgotten
selfishness tends to take center stage
the routine of things is known to cause an odd sort of amnesia
in the end, we do the work to work it all out
nothing is perfect
suitcases by the door can be misleading
ashy knees may be in need of absorbine, jr.
sore throats may have a dire need for sprays and lozenges
air conditioning and heat will, perhaps, need to suddenly merge
in the end, we do the work to work it all out
Praise The Lord, and The Lord We Do AllWays Praise
for it is Miracles Through Him that we have survived it all and are still here Together.....'Perfectly'.....
Categories:
uncooperative, appreciation, for her, love,
Form: Free verse
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
Categories:
uncooperative, humor, word play,
Form: Verse
Neighbour
Subas Khanal
A storm of crisis swept through my home
The neighbor looked uncooperative
Instead, he blocked the way to my house
Those who come from afar
There was no way to come my house
The crisis was over
he threw the definition of neighbour
However, I did not complain
This year again
Another crisis drove the gun
Both of us were scared
He was resourceful
I am resource-less
The crisis got a little worse for me
I was moving at my own pace
He thought it was an opportunity
He remembered it was the time to squeeze my neck
He thought this was the time to fight me
And he began to grab the land I was on
And tried to bring an earthquake on my face
oh my Neighbor
It's enough
Remember;
When the escape route is closed -
Though he is child of man he fights with lion.
Categories:
uncooperative, conflict,
Form: Free verse
What an oddity
Doing fine
But my mind is being pulled
So many directions
Trying hard to grasp
Focusing
Where I am going
It just keep on running
Hearing you talking
Goes on and off
Feeling my soul floats
Then comes back
Paying attention
Being in the moment
Yet being in halves
Uncooperative
Wondering
What is happening
Hoping
Not to loose myself
Amongst the chaos
Telling myself
I am still here
I am ok
Let these recurrent thoughts
Set the records straight
Free myself from shortcomings
Forgive myself
Because I am tired
Trying
Fulfilling
Which in return
For nothing
Wanting when
Opening my eyes
Jumping out of bed
Spring of excitement
Getting things going
Engrossed
Being amused when learning
Knowing I can do so little
Hoping so hard
It will shine through
Hope it is enough
To wake me up
Looking back
Grinning
That I have done what I can
Shaking my head
In tears
Cannot...
Give...
Up...
© Sue Sanzz 2020
Categories:
uncooperative, blessing, care, change, devotion,
Form: Free verse
Why I look up
remembering as school children
untidy shoes uncooperative socks
and late night stars racing
leaving high clouds behind
all that was in a hurry
but for gentle feet dragging
crossing the summer meadow
allowing me to look up
moving towards home
Categories:
uncooperative, childhood,
Form: Free verse
I move around campus
both hands twined on my back
I recall actions of notorious campus students
ripping apart useful pages
of book of the jungle with umbilical cord
Others, self-styled athletes
throw javelins as high as they can
tearing into rags
blankets that cover the blue thing
with their sharp tools, magic fumes they act
sorcery, foolishness; what is it truly?
I think of repairs and mending
glue, needles, threads I have
but the broken pieces are too many
scars on the jungle book are too much
Expert tailors are uncooperative
when I call for team work
red eyes and clenched fists
jump out from sockets, trunks
I wonder as I moved on;
“What else can I do but look on?
surely, sooner than later
with jungle ripped apart, blanket torn
jungle book will catch fire
and the roof will collapse!”
Categories:
uncooperative, allegory, natural disasters,
Form: Free verse
Turbidity
Turbidity’s
An artifice of
Being Human
One who is
So confused
So disordered
Or even one
With a Turbid
Imagination!
Being Turbid
Allows its Owner
To be or seem to be
In turmoil or
In degrees of
Real or Fake
Confusion
Making situations
Quite interesting!
This attributes
A most likely
Pejorative symbol
When intentionally
Used to obfuscate
Human interactions
Or to be just
Plain difficult or
Uncooperative!
Possessing bouts of
Seeming Turbidity
For the Poet
Can also be
That perfect
Literary Conceit
To challenge
To mystify
All readers true!
Such notions of
Verisimilitude
Or better yet
Literary Truth
Methinks would
Maketh the likes of
Keats, Eliot, Pound
Among other greats
Jumpeth all for joy!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
January 14, 2016 (Accentual Meter)
Categories:
uncooperative, allegory, analogy, emotions, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Creative inspiration
Mixed with gas price inflation
Voluntary solitude
Welcomed ingratitude
Served the homeless in Manila
Then become a homeless college student
And mother in America
Racial discrimination justified
As manager proclaimed Black Girl
Unqualified
Gave Jesus his eviction note
While her abusive ex she couldn’t
Wait to promote
Self-employment had to end
As her car became uncooperative
Wrote poems and created soliloquies
Since the voice in her mind
Had to be freed
Degree hanging on the wall
While debt remained stacked 10 feet tall
Apathy knocked on the front door
While shame and disgust waxed the floor
Dreams of the American family
Burst into flames
Along with the hope of wisdom, wealth, and fame
Categories:
uncooperative, depression, introspection, mother,
Form: Couplet
Pain litters the once joyful heart
Hurting every day.
Lies pile up constantly.
In the darkness of her bedroom
screams and cries no hears
cause agony and despair.
Her innocence is lost,
Lost like her trust.
Pain captures millions,
to hold on to forever.
His temper
so uncontrollable like a warm summer storm.
His icy grasp
uncooperative, uncaring,
knocks her forcefully
to the floor.
Their children asleep
in their bedrooms,
so afraid of daddy,
their laughter has ceased,
like silence that shouldn't be.
Tears fall like
rain on her cheeks.
Knowing he'll soon strike again
so she'll forgive him,
time and time again.
Amidst all the rainbow colored bruises
there is one piece of truth.
After all the abuse she takes
there's hope for her.
A new life without him.
Without him there
to hit her and make her cry.
Despite all the pain she's
endured there's a brand new
beginning for her and her children.
Categories:
uncooperative, hope, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Liberty, Liberty, Liberty,
Liberty is nothing,
If a person is n’t aware,
About his enjoyment for living.
What is liberty?
Where a person is corrupt,
Where a person is criminal,
Where a person is robber.
What is liberty?
If a person is careless,
If a person is uncooperative,
If a person isn’t polite.
What is liberty?
If a person’s motive is killing,
If a person’s motive is raping,
If a person’s motive is exploiting.
Is it liberty to help criminals?
Is it liberty to supply them weapons?
Is it liberty to permit them to kill innocents?
Is it liberty to supply drug for money?
If a person isn’t caring for himself,
Who will do for themselves?
It is a treatment of disappointment,
God will come to serve them.
That’s why they prefer to live in Heaven,
That’s why they are involved in Crime,
Because they are so tired and helpless,
They want to ruin our living on Earth.
Categories:
uncooperative, business, caregiving, confusion, death,
Form: Blank verse