Living in the sunless cold hutch of till death do us apart, sits a chipping soul.
Never had he thought she did be a blotch of many shades.
Spitting and pouring scorn on his dreams of a happy home.
“What? Are you even a man? Your mates are out there...”
Categories:
unkindness, abuse, bullying, emotions, husband,
Form: Prose Poetry
In the hollows of power’s grip,
where shadows twist the heart’s cry,
there—mights build thrones on backs bent,
where abuse wears the mask of guidance,
control, a cloak woven with the thread of fear.
Power thrives in silence, feeding on the unspoken.
Manipulation, subtle as the serpent’s whisper,
curls around dreams, tightening,
threats drip, venomous, eroding hope,
indifference, a cold moon, shuns the warmth
of a shared sun, selfishness seizes, tight-fisted,
squelching the laughter of the young, the joy of the old.
The beauty of a soul, effaced,
a canvas scrubbed too raw,
bearing the brutal strokes of unkindness—
yet, beneath this, a pulse, a flicker:
resilience, a defiance against the night,
rising, always rising, despite the crush of the dark.
Categories:
unkindness, abuse, dark, money, power,
Form: Free verse
Not the matter of morbidity (matter does matter there!)
But of humanity pushing inhumanity on the Other
We die a little; we die more when we loved the "other" before
Avarice, Impatience, Unkindness, Arrogance ... all that ego
Kills word by word, thought by thought; slashes and red gashes echo
(The Potter's love for clay and art; we pretend we do not care)
We die to Spirit every day with unkind bombs ... word daggers we say
Categories:
unkindness, bible, fear, kindergarten,
Form: Rhyme
Unkindness is
My most powerful pet hate
Possibly my only one
This includes
meanness, unfairness, rape, murder,
cruelty to animals, impoliteness,
disrespect, theft, swearing and bad manners
Unless I am really in the swearing mood and no one is around.
I hear you laughing, my sworn enemy.
Oops! Was that unkind? Dhramn!
Disrespect, disdain, disregard, and disapproval
all fit under this umbrella.
Whipping children with yardsticks,
flyswatters, switches, and belts, and leaving
animals tied up outside to die also fit under there
Unkindness is my only pet hatred.
People who are hurting the most have
endured one unkindness or another
I am sorry I called you my sworn enemy
Can I now be your sworn friend? When you
laughed at me you hurt me.
This also told me that someone has been
unkind to you. Do you want to talk about it?
Poetry contest: It Really Gets me Going
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
Written May 19, 2019
Categories:
unkindness, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Faerie wing blessings for the believer girl who lives here
In the forest, inside a giant moss-covered hill, surrounded by
delicate mushrooms with dainty stems, and overgrown meat.
Faeries congregate to watch her sleep, through the tiny round
window she clawed out when she first arrived, escaping a mean
man, who was step-fathering her in an unloving way.
Faeries protect her softly, giving her inspiring dreams, and
hopeful poetry, to keep her safe, and to love her softly, and gently.
Leaving wild strawberries, and apples on her doorstep, showering her
with kindness.
Faerie wing blessings are given nightly for all of the innocents who are hurt or maimed or killed by stepfathers or stepmothers. Maybe not body-killed, but soul-killed, by selfishness and greed, or ignorance.
Faeries congregate to float hope and love and optimism into the windows of the gentle-hearted, to keep them dazzling innocent and pretty with their heart-souls, and to nurture them when no one else is doing this.
Faeries step aside quickly when angels are about, as they take over, and whisk the little souls back to the most nurturing place of all, loving them gently......
Categories:
unkindness, 4th grade, angel, bullying,
Form: Free verse
Even when we think that we are spiritually mature
and inside God's grace,
that is not always the case.
If your own life isn't right, then often the words
that come out of our mouth can be laced with venom.
God help the gentle soul who is the recipient of that
misplaced poison.
We must learn to be aware of how we really are towards
others... be aware of what comes out of our mouth,
how certain things are said,
or whether or not some things need to be said at all.
Because words can be full of helpful and kind meaning -
delivered with appropriate tact...
or words can be a sewer pipe that has been broken,
so that only garbage comes out.
Categories:
unkindness, wisdom,
Form: Free verse
You left me with my broken heart unaided
In your thoughts love is overrated
one word to describe you would be hostile
though no one could forget your beautiful smile
And when I get lost in your lovely blue eyes
I forget all of your terrible lies
You could be my angel sent from above
It's a shame you can't possibly feel love
Every time you're nice it's for your own selfish reasons
Sometimes I even believe you are a demon
You always manage to make my heart ache
Loving you is my favorite mistake
Im in love with someone so mean,obnoxious,and vain
I hate you so much it drives me insane
happiness runs through you as if it was never there
still I can't help thinking we could be a perfect pair
As much as I may hate you, I love you even more
The more I fall the more I deplore
Is there anyway that we could be?
to feel love in our world of misery?
I guess my true fairytale has already past
With you being the reason it didn't last
I don't see how I could love someone who only feels hate
Then again, who am I to choose my own fate
Categories:
unkindness, angst, depression, fear, heart,
Form: I do not know?