Unsophisticated Poems | Examples

silver anklets

"When nature exceeds culture, we have the rustic. 
When culture exceeds nature, we have the pedant."
-Quote by Confucius
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feminine luxury
                     favored
high-pitched
tinkling at feet
                     resounding joy


connecting
Earthstar chakra

                       grounding
gushing lunar energy
                      
                       honored divinity


now a simple charm,
                       a Bling, sparkling
                       stylish accessories,

      insignificant

                       unsophisticated

Kiss and Run

Please kiss and run, my only son
Her body is on fire.

Water rises,
Whisky on the table, 
A unique type of gold in a glass,
That type of woman isn’t in your social class
Moments like these are meant to last
No money to spend, but time to kill.
 My only son, a fall from grace,
Or a plunge from the hill
 
Take your misty mistletoe kiss
 Disconnect the extinguisher: 
That girl is on fire! Try not to diss
 
A battle beyond hopelessness for a woman in the ghetto
A segment of labor and a segment of pain

My son it appears that you are navigating your life 
In a fast pace of unsophisticated women:
... 

1 Peter 5:8 Be sober-minded; be watchful.
 Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion,
 seeking someone to devour.

Cloudy Skies

Written: November 27, 2023
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Upon the lower, unsophisticated surface
My shadow has arrived with a purpose.

How the blazing sun or frigid rain arrives.
How, the flight of honeybees to their hives,

Where it lies is lifeless, desolate, and bare.
The hilltops quake to the crest, unaware.

Who was the one who dreamed of the rose?
Believe not, the meteor's brilliance goes,

The sky is overcast, and clouds seem scary.
Days of sunshine and evenings are wary.

A snow speck that is moving in the air.
Everyone watches with a sneak peek stare.

Its value is tackled through a barn or hole.
The cosmos has swallowed me whole.

Narrow winds grumble through the day.
As the sun shines, grab my wings to fly away.

Often, nature—akin to us—is taken captive.
Grace of nature never fails to be attractive.

She wasn't wearing her diadem.
A sword, the ornament of which is a gem.

Death

I held the dark night as my companion
Close to my chest
My jaw clenched
When they let me go
I just had my skin and my bones
To call home
Slowly it would decay, 
with death
It was unsophisticated 
To scream from my grave
I lay still 
For stillness to take my soul away
For darkness to consume my breath 
I prayed to vanish in thin air
But it was still
Every little thing 
Waiting for me to sleep.

Running the Gauntlet

~Running the Gauntlet ~
Simplistic in its structure…
Nearly amateurish…
Unpolished attempt…
Superficial…
Facile…
Without subtlety…
Nonsensical…
Journalistic attempt at prose…
Lack of complexity…
Unimaginative…
The underlying message is vacuous…
Unsophisticated…
Puerile attempt…
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White Elephants

I’m sure ratepayers everywhere
Are aware of the many dangers
Of the cronyism to be found
At their local Council chambers

They build useless monuments
That will never make a buck
For vanity projects of all kinds
To feed egos run amok

All paid for by the taxpayer
Whilst roads and water are forgot
Common sense does not apply
To spend the rates financial pot

Management consultants say
‘Busloads of tourists will come to see’
But they’ve just made the numbers up
And charged outrageous fees

Ratepayers object but are ignored
We are unsophisticated swine
The council knows much better
How to spend your rates and mine

Behind the scenes you can be sure
Handshake deals are being made 
Strings are being pulled
And backhanders being paid

Touted as the next big thing
But a hopeless waste of dough 
When it fails the ratepayers cry
…………… ‘I bloody told you so!’

Idiosyncratic Arcadian

I’d prefer to live in a bygone era of
unsophisticated innocence

I’d prefer to live in a bygone era
where there was no ideology of ideal idleness

I’d prefer to live in a bygone era
where there was no sense of conscience,
no ken of moral nous and no subtlety of civilization

I’d prefer to live in a bygone era
where there was just absolute tenet
of tenacity as probity
in every inch of milieu’s existentiality
as of Mother Nature’s intrinsic innateness.

Auguries

AUGURIES
unsophisticated
&
incisive
with
a
smooth
perceptive
flavour

influenced
&
considered
lyrically
deployed
&
explored
to
touch
&
complement
the
visionary

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand

Fan Tastic

             FAN-TASTIC


   The fan spins on the ceiling,
   Like a robin’s wings, it flutters.
   Casting soft, spinning shadows
   On white, wood-window shutters.

   Does it know, how lovely it is?
   The calico cat enjoys its coolness.
   The dainty pull-chains nod...yes!
   As the fresh cool air, it happily pushes.

   A fan, so greatly unappreciated.
   Yet it serves us day and night.
   It just does its job, with all its might.
   Just a fan~~simple, unsophisticated!




                    6-16-2022
                        ~2~

Albert Einstein

Albert Einstein
Born - March 14,1879
Died - April 17,1955

Einstein died of an aortic aneurism at the age of 76 and the pathologist removed his brain to study it and find out what made him so intelligent.                              
His peers said he was a man of child like quality that made him totally unsophisticated and without worldliness.

Albert Einstein
His teachers thought his abilities limited,
But his genius went down in history,
And his brain, after death was exhibited.

Puppy Meets Her Future

She was as naïve and honest 
as he was unscrupulous.
Her sincerity resonated in direct contradiction
 to his entire clan’s diabolical ways.

Unsophisticated, unused to any form of deceit,
she fell hard for his bad boy looks and manners.
We tried to keep contact with her, but 
she was quickly secluded, to be brainwashed.

We want to have our alone time, he told us.
His face was a sneer. To keep knocking made him angry.

She no longer had a cell phone, she was pretty much banished.
Underhandedly and methodically, he proceeded to squelch her light.

We saw her on the street occasionally, but he was with her.
Holding her arm, and he was the one who responded to us.
He had stolen her right out from under our eyes
led her like a puppy to his future plans of squelching.

Last Carriage

Two women fighting over last cart
                 Unsophisticated, brawling, stubborn,
   Short. Up rolls a knight, armor shining bright,
“Why d’ost thou fight til the death o’er singular
       shining carriage? Mine has wings...fly ‘way,
                                take thee for thy miscarriage.
i shall tarry for one of my own.”

Their heads, ready to roll, explode, quibbling,
             quizzical like two German Shepherds —
        ears antennae’d for radar, heads cocked
         ready to shoot, surprised, surrendering
to the prize — shoulders like majestic highs
       walk into the sunset reprise.

The sun sparkles like diamonds
On the suited knight, night’s been saved
        from a ridiculous fight.

What other maelstrom resides in the honey jar?

3/13/2020

Spring Renku Tribute Pt 4

pt 4 of quaternion

delight
   of the season
expressed
freed
  from the dark
beginning
   a busy cycle
   a celebration
   of
     the poetic senses

a sudden calling
a reminescence
a
silent
    prelude
to sound&flurry
of equinox

surveying the landscape
surmising

   love is afoot
   earnest
   unrequited
wisdom&virtue
   fallen from grace 
humbled& unsophisticated
quietly 
    alone
blossoms
   in bloom
flowers materialise
           in shapes
             one after
               another

Think About Us

Think about the mystical flow from one heart beat to another...
with it's mystical flow...

Think about a never ending flow with the elegances, found in a parade of  marching bands without direction or destination...  

"Think about Us"
Love not easily broken...shared connected be it unsophisticated, old fashion like of hillbillies with respect not easily ignored surrounded with courage and generosity...

Promised souvenirs never forgotten, cherished treasures of never ending streams of Love...

"Think about Us"
Unwavering, single minded, with firmness of purpose , promoting uncompromising & fully armed with knowledge to elevate, upgrade and promote.

"THINK ABOUT US"

2/26/2019 pinned by Deborah Vines

Seeking Black

I found myself wanting to be angry and vile,
seeking black, looking hard for him
in all the dark places, lingering a while.
Black has his own ways, unknown to mortals-
slinking out and in mysterious portals.
time be traveling, perching on a gloomy rim.

He is illusive and not easy to find.
Hidden from me in recesses I cannot follow
Black outshone me, reading my unsophisticated mind.
He was the victor, reaping the spoils of war.
Knowing my truth he understood I could soar.
His elusiveness made me wither and wallow.

Written 12-28-2018    Contest: Rhyme Time 7 - Deep and Dark
                                Sponsor:  Lu Loo

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