Undiscerning Poems

Step Up or Shut Up, Bro!

You scorn the work my chisel made,  
Yet you have never held the blade.
You see the flaws, call them mistakes, 
But you have no idea what it takes.

It’s easy to point the finger with empty hand, 
To stand high ashore and sound so grand.
But the sea never hears from those aground,  
Only from those swimming safe and sound.

I won’t explain the things I’ve done.
For you have no idea why it's so fine-spun.
Instead, I'll hand the control over to you,
Hiding the hurt and pain that I'm going through.

Let’s see if you can match your claim.
When no one else will share your blame.
Because flipping the game your way, 
Is the only way you'll beg me to stay.

I won’t confront and fight your claims.
Because I know you enjoy those games,
Where you deride my skills and learning,
With phony debates that are so undiscerning.

Don’t judge my journey; you've not trod that way.
Step aside, let me continue; get out of the way.
If you think it’s so simple; I'll let you try and fail.
Don’t mock the captain, 'til you've faced the gale.

While Minneapolis Burned

Walz fiddled while the city was burning

National Guard assist he was spurning

Just as Old Nero fiddled

Mayor Walz also diddled

His judgement was, oh, so undiscerning

Change - 2

I like for things to stay the same
But changes come and I always exclaim
“Jesus, Help me – I pray in Your name…
Guide me past the worry and shame”

I miss the way things used to be
When I was young, alive and free
Joy rising in my heart, I agree
This was the time of miracles for me

I long for those moments of hope
Knowing Jesus would help me to cope
With sorrows that caused me to grope
In fear, feeling like I was hung on a rope

Refrain:

Darkness dims my soul’s view
With colors black and blue
Reminders that I always knew
Without Him, I can’t face the new

Changes like this are often burning
Dread and doubt are there, churning
Reminding me of the shift as I’m turning
From the familiar to the alien, undiscerning

Worries reflect my worries and strife
As I tremble with fear from their knife
Will I ever find hope in this new life
Where I struggle to adapt despite rife

Time presses me forward into the new
Guiding me to believe in the joy that grew
With a prayer answered by the One who
Loves me like His child, with a love so true

Bubble

Bubble
by Michael R. Burch

                Love—
          fragile,    elusive—
     ­ if held         too closely
    cannot              withstand
  the inter                    ruption
of its                              bright,
  unmalleable           ­   tension
    and breaks, disintegrates,
       at the              touch of
           an undiscerning
                   hand.

Originally published by Neovictorian/Cochlea. I believe this is my only "shape" or "shaped" poem. Keywords/Tags: Love, fragile, delicate, bubble, tension, held, breaks, break up, pops, disintegrates, explodes, implodes, hand, touch, harsh, ungentle, violence, stress, relationship, abuse, anxiety

Does Anyone Care

Shooting, stabbing
Cheating, lying
In a courtroom
Truth denying
Robbing, burning
Undiscerning
Money launder
Out of order
Drink and drugs
Encourage thugs
Children neglected
Life affected
Feeling ill
Suicide pill
It's not fair
Does anyone care?



21 February, 2020

Did Someone Say Delete God

DID SOMEONE SAY DELETE GOD

I've heard it said that Democrats want God deleted
But judging from what the Bible says
God, in His sovereignty, cannot be defeated

I speak only for myself, though others may agree
I'll watch these undiscerning political nuts
As they one day take a knee

It won't be take a knee to a flag or any such thing
It will be that every knee shall bow
And every tongue confess, Jesus is King of Kings

And the idea to defeat God will serve them well
As they hear these words, depart from me
For an eternity to be spent in hell

Defeating God is a dangerous road to take
For all who choose to do so 
Will spend eternity in a fiery lake

	Curtis Moorman
	10 May 2019

Head In the Soon-To-Be Desert Sand

Climate churning, quite concerning.
   We go right on oil-burning,
Science spurning, undiscerning, 
   Old-time habits not unlearning,
Profits earning, blindly yearning
   For our carefree youth's returning.
.....Little hope for tables turning.....


(Written February 1, 2019, for Maureen McGreavy's Pithy Pants 2 contest.)

Fate of the Faithful

Fate of the Faithful

The orb of light that once shone through
Confounding the darkness permeating time;
Now the boiling pot of a dark brew
Of a sinful repulsive and slimy grime

The lighthouse that once guided ships
With the luminescence of the sacred truth
By greed and falsehood, in perpetual eclipse
Its every beam, we must now doubt the sooth

The holy place of service and congregation
Where redemption was taught to be by grace
Now, a market place for trading salvation;
The wealthiest, the swiftest in the race

Now earthling men are elevated
To gods, by their undiscerning sheep
Powers of the Most High are arrogated
By them to keep their sheep in perennial sleep

The devil and the bride; now hand in hand
Their adultery reeking its awful stench
Magic and miracles take a joint stand
To further ensnare the confused wench

The spiritual works of the gullible faithful
Whose toil; weekly exploited for personal gain
May in the end weep, rather than be cheerful
As their life long labour, may have been in vain.

May 4, 2017

My Thoughts Are Stars

"My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations." - John Green
_____________

They all glow with varied fury
with raging heat, emitting light
Each a small piece of a story
or a character in the night

Some will capture brief attention
as they streak across my sky
Dipping in and out of focus
fleeting past my mind’s dull eye

A few twinkle in sheer beauty
in buoyant reds and whites and blues
Others flounder, out of vision
in dim undiscerning hues

Some explode before they vanish
and get lost to time and space
but spread their magic far and wide
to make my mind a better place

Oh, these specks of light might guide me
as one-by-one, I see and grin
But to view as constellations? -
No, I really can’t begin

Blinded

Fool's Gold
Show up in my life
So beautiful, wholesome
Like a angelic magician
Turned my cloudiness to lightness

Set my psyche to tenfold
Shaped me to feel unbroken
Cherished my flaws in all
Vertiginous by your tenderness
Sent my guard out the window  

Sunlight turned into murkiness
Phosphorescent rotate to duskiness
Laughter looped to despair
Heart became disgusted
Soul tie turned unequally yoke

True colors revealed itself
Narcissistic knock on the door
Almighty dollar was the goal
Emotions was a put on
Undiscerning steered to deception

11/20/2016

Becoming

Being explores
The cause becoming
In transcience here


Brief is our stay
On earthly shores
Where being explores


The way to go
In script unsure
Is mostly trial-and-error


Follow the heart
That seems to know
Just how and why


The answers come
In unsure steps
That reveal hindsight


So many questions
That come to light
In odd equations


Some seek to find
The unknown sea
Yet fail to be


True magic is found
As courage acts
To fact and form


Be unafraid 
For fear casts a veil
Burst all illusions


Life yields to love
Surpass the mists
Go beyond fear


A deep dark cave
Protects the truth
From undiscerning fools


Illumination comes
With layers peeled
Life's like an onion


See that you see
Beyond all sensing
Truth waits for you


Recognize your gifts
Use well your talents
Reason why you're here


Each to a lifetime
Well worth living
God makes no mistakes


Being starts flow
Becoming now grows
Blessings here show


Seek the true light
That lights your way
Dare to be just you


Just like a flower
Bloom where you are
Live your best face




Leon Enriquez
21 November 2014
Singapore

I Held Your Hands, You Did Not Pray

I held your hands, you did not pray
Your silence withered me like a wreath
I smiled at you inscrutable like a new day
And waited on time for soon defeat

When love has lost its voice it has no will
For nothing sings inside a desolate heart
The eyes are drooping limbs in winter’s chill
The bodies like ships so slowly drift apart

You are enticed by gardens with more gold
My neighbor’s once watered dying grass
Where artificial flowers bloomed in the cold
Undiscerning I competed, I spent and lost

Resisting winter to boast my unfading rose
Foolish in love then, and phony you the more
Love  is all we should be, nothing that we pose
We make the gift alone who knew what freedom was before.

Titanium Roses In Her Pocket

And later that evening she sauntered
along the halls of the cathedral
with callous egoism jingling in her pocket
whilst chuckling of undiscerning humor
I know not the definition of such folly
though strangely I must attest that I weltered in rapture
When she evanesced with no concern for a colloquy

Dog

Your short shaggy stumps 
That graze the ground
Of dead leaves and dirt
Your wet, black snout that smothers the soil with smell
Your empty eyes that dart from where your first patch of paw leads, 
And the last follows
Your contained existence
From here to there
And back again
What else have you?
This moment’s piss,
That last moment’s slumber
The thoughtless then and now dance you do
Without consideration for what the final performance may look like
And it looks like nothing
Except for all your futile nows
That you execute with reflexive precision
Your hind leg in the air
Your hollow pug face stare
Your undiscerning bladder flows 
On some beckoning bark
Then you trot off
In circles
Much like me,
Coming and pissing and leaving
From tree to tree

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