If ever there was a time
To be thrown into a pit of sublime
I would be on my way
But i can't, not today
I would rather think of malice and be unkind
Categories:
unruly, anger, pain,
Form: Limerick
I sing my thoughts a lullaby
And beg them to be still
Unruly children full of play
They go against my will
Another game of hide and seek
Each one appears by turn
Through hours of this endless night
Like candles, my thoughts burn
I sing my thoughts a lullaby
In hopes that they will sleep
Alas, when one is drifting off
The other makes a peep
I toss and turn the hours away
My thoughts all tumble too
I sing an endless lullaby
Each thought a dream of you
Now dawn has come and touched the sky
Pink hues replace the grey
My thoughts now sing a happy song
They know that they can stay
Each thought of you renewed in strength
Now dances through my day
At night another lullaby
While thoughts of you just play
Eileen Manasian
Categories:
unruly, Lullaby, nostalgia, romantic love,
Form: Rhyme
Everyone wonder,
No one tending the store,
Long silence restore.
Categories:
unruly, analogy, leadership, silence, solitude,
Form: Haiku
I saw a lad at the movie
He thought himself rather groovy
Laughing during sadness,
Growling during gladness
I thought he was rather goofy.
Then, halfway through the picture show
Everyone turned sour on him, though
He didn't seem to mind,
The crowd became unkind
And the usher said he must go.
written August 23, 2021
Categories:
unruly, for teens, moving on,
Form: Limerick
James chapter three and verse eight
this scripture pulls us up right hard
our tongue is described what is true
what can be done to help our guard
In Adam, we have inherited His sin
original sin as theologians call it
so we've no control over our tongue
depravity proves we're spiritually unfit
The tongue is full of evil desires
as satan draws us in his sinful ways
in our flesh, we're powerless to overcome
only in Christ's power can win the day
The apostle James opens this up
clearly showing what's at its root
sinful self loves gossip and the last word
loving to argue gun at hand to shoot
Truth doesn't have same effect as hear say
the sinful heart loves gossip far more
but turn to the Lord and HIs wise counsel
be filled with God's spirit shutting satan's door
('but no human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison. ')
James 3: 8 (esv)
Categories:
unruly, bible, evil, voice,
Form: Rhyme
Evilness has not reared his head in my world.
I know nothing of it, really, and do not pretend to.
The devilish ways of mischievous mites and sprites
Makes me happy. I love their keen confidence.
Give me an unruly child, with lots of energy.
I understand them, I love their enthusiasm.
I tap into their imagination; I thrive on their oneness.
Highly in tune with these dancing, prancing brownies.
Give me these children every single day
Because we speak the same language
We are the weird ones, the unexpected
The crazies, the loonies, the nonintimidated.
We are the creatures who give status quo
Something to roll their eyes on.
We are in tune with our inner children
And we do not go gladly into mediocrity.
Categories:
unruly, school, teacher, teachers day,
Form: Prose Poetry
towering weeds
the unkempt garden
~ admitting defeat
posted on July 31, 2018
Categories:
unruly, garden, nature, summer, work,
Form: Haiku
unruly stubbornness
invades common sense
in times of weakness
during periods of mind
wondering
mind wondering episodes
lead back around to you
must remind myself to
cut this kind of thinking
of at the pass before it has
a chance to spread throughout
the mind once again
difficult at time in which
the emotional guards have
left their post a top of the
internally built up wall of
defense from emotional attack
Categories:
unruly, conflict,
Form: Lyric
"An Unruly Member"
Written: by Tom Wright
1998
From man's tongue
Flows both Honey of the Hive
And the sting of Bee's;
Many go about
Telling half truth's, tickling ears,
And casting stones;
The tongue,
Is not the problem per se,
But a symptom of the problem;
Using self diagnosis,
Many make attempts to Bandage
(Or control) the tongue,
Oblivious to the fact
That the real need
Is a transplant; (Change of heart)
Categories:
unruly, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
That's not my elephant! as you can plainly see
My ethnic elephant eats spaghetti with such glee
This silly pachyderm won't eat one single bite
Says its written in the elephant's bill of rights.
She wants to hang our with the second graders
I really think those darn kids must have paid her
My friend Ella gave her a sweet kiss on the nose
And your elephant sprayed her with her elephant hose
She wouldn't even try to read or write
She said the little desks were far to tight
Now I'm not complaining, but what you should do
Is take your darn elephant back to the zoo.....
for Matt's contest..obviously
Categories:
unruly, animals, funny
Form: Couplet
From man's tongue
flows both honey of the hive
and the sting of bees.
Many go about
telling half truths, tickling ears,
and casting stones.
The tongue,
is not the problem per se,
but a symptom of the problem.
Using self diagnosis,
many make attempts to Band-Aid
(or control) the tongue,
oblivious to the fact
that the real need
is a transplant. (change of heart)
Categories:
unruly, faith, inspirational, life, people,
Form: Free verse