So, the glistening aim noticeably passes by,
So, the dangerous motion formidably goes by,
So, the unknown one remains unknown for the time being,
So, one is ahead of the petty singing.
The one and only is good-natured and well-behaved,
He is favoured and well-blessed.
Though the great Guide is sacrificed, done and dusted,
The honest being is fit, fine, and well-crafted.
The physical existence is going to be dealt with,
The mirrored organizations are going to vote for the myth.
The glass is going to be blurred by its connotations,
The pure man is defined by his situations.
The window is becoming larger day by day,
The commentators are solitary soldiers in their own way.
The perception is becoming blinded,
The light is the only lie that is provided.
Here, the perfect human is the representative of his species,
Here, he has grown up with his lengthy speeches.
Here, he is no longer unknown or unfeasible to catch,
And therefore, he has everything else to match.
Categories:
well behaved, creation, dark, extended metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Of them I have a few and I will admit this only to you
they are not from here and they are very, very blue
These little one foot creatures are from outer space
they are well behaved and have the cutest face.
I named one Volcano because of his cyborg strength,
though he talks in monosyllables he also talks at length !
Then there is Jukebox, he loves to sing at night
he can hit an octave but he isn't very bright.
Out of all my little friends my favorite one is Hue,
he's a Venutian little chatterbox and he isn't all that blue
He smiles so much that it gives him gas,
but I like him cuz he always makes me laugh,
and knows just what to do.
Categories:
well behaved, hilarious,
Form: Free verse
I'm a sinner
A broken, imperfect sinner
I try to do good
I try to do whats right
But the world around me
It makes things difficult
I get angry when things do go right
I have bent up jealousy
I have mood swings
I want God to help me
I want God to be happy with me
But, how can I?
How can I do good for God
When I have to be perfect
Perfect and well behaved
Categories:
well behaved, bible, christian, faith, poems,
Form: Free verse
One day a little puppy
Arrived at my door
Playfully jumping around
He slipped on the floor
Dark brown eyes scanning above
Curious about all kinds of smells
When I tried to pick up
On my arms his paws fells
When I looked into his eyes
Reflecting my image, an awestruck girl
I realised at that moment
He is going to bring chaos and happiness in my life
Those padded paws, those innocent eyes,
Hiding mysteries far behind
He gave me a meeting gift
Quite foul smelling
Deciding my role for all his life
I became his human,free to bite
"Oh! So well behaved."
"Yes he is."
I replied because only I knew how much of a charmer he is outside
Categories:
well behaved, dog,
Form: Free verse
Has there been any relief to the heat where you live? - Speaks Volumes
W'en it is raining here
It brings so much joy
First raindrops vanish
Into the parched earth
Young bird wonders
At the gentle shower
This is her first rain ever.
Stag party of the Sun
Is over now, a young
Flower girl has thrown
A gentle shower down
I hear dearest bride, Rain,
Laughing with her friends
Somewhere in the ocean
I wait, we all wait
For her to arrive
With her longest train
It is worth the wait
To watch the now shy,
Well - behaved groom smile.
W'en, rain is joy here, we all smile.
Categories:
well behaved, friendship, rain,
Form: Free verse
Dainty toad girlie gave a cha-cha-cha
Her dress was lacy, and her lashes were tah-dah
You have so much lace! Said her potential mother-in-law
She was persnickety though, this mother of Thaw.
Thaw had been chasing the dainty bullfrog around the bog.
She did not want to disrespect him, but he was a crazy frog.
I have promised myself to Cedric, a well-behaved toad.
He has the best manners, and his feet are spotted with gold.
I could carry you off, threatened the bullfrog to toadie girl.
But his mother stopped him right there and gave his ear a whirl.
You will not disrespect women, even if they are faeries or toads.
The rest of us were glad he had a mama like Mamie Bullfrog Olds.
Categories:
well behaved, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Milly and Her Teddy Bear
There is a girl with bright blue hair
Who has a much loved teddy bear
He is her best friend in the world
In his arms she is oft times curled.
Her pretty name is Milly Mae
Milly and teddy play all day
He listens to her hopes and dreams
And her most adventurous schemes.
The hair is just a wig for sure
An aspect of dress-up allure
Milly is who she cares to be
A character from a story.
Teddy watches over role plays
Milly he does support always
To teddy she's a super star
As sweet as honey in a jar.
Sometimes they laugh, it’s such a scream
That teddy almost splits his seams
At times they cry when things are sad
That brings cuddles from mom and dad.
Milly is just four years of age
A polite girl who’s well behaved
She always says please and thank you
The way that she’s been taught to do.
1st November 2022
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Be Creative Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Categories:
well behaved, childhood, friendship, nursery rhyme,
Form: Rhyme
Well behaved women rarely make history, he said.
I wondered who had hit this guy bam in the head.
This is something women say, but we rarely hear it from a man.
I am an artist and a poet, he explained as only a creative being can.
So, you are urging women to live their truth, to dance and sing?
I urge them to jump around, whirl, twirl, and let their ideas fling.
I was more impressed with each word this guy utilized that day.
Glad to finally find out that he had daughters, all born in the month of May.
Gemini loves playing. She likes being the odd man out.
Gemini wants to toot a horn, to let her words out in a shout.
Gemini is not socialized and never wants to ever be.
Are your daughters Gemini? I asked. Don’t know, he said. Beats me!
Categories:
well behaved, may,
Form: Rhyme
Prince George is there at Wimbledon,
Between his folks, first row.
They’re sitting in the Royal Box
With hours left to go.
In suit and tie, though 8 years old,
He’s very well behaved,
Remaining quite expressionless
While both his parents waved.
I’m watching from the living room,
My grandson, 8, close by.
He paid attention for a while
In shorts and tee (no tie).
He’s playing chess with Grandpa now
But asks me for the score.
Unlike Prince George, he can admit
The game (to him’s) a bore.
Categories:
well behaved, grandson, sports,
Form: Rhyme
I gather it the sparks that become the flames;
Arise above those calling me names;
I seek no disclosures, no fortune, no fame;
Money Burns. It's on fire. It's a flame;
I'm God's son, and I'm born;
- first again, like Popeye, I am what I am;
That's that all that I am;
I am a child of a king;
I rule that I am;
I stand unopposed in sharing my heart;
My heart is beating bled; running runs red;
Denominational Creed instantly fed;
I am not a spiritual dead;
I am not ungrateful yet slew;
It's more of God I crave;
It's more God I am well behaved;
In the light of my heart ablaze;
I am on fire. I'm alert burnt my sins;
Burning away;
As I fly away;
The dragon exists slain;
I recruit my blessings I stand;
Fast in Jesus' mighty name;
5/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Categories:
well behaved, analogy, appreciation, confidence,
Form: Rhyme
Some children have never had to be still or quiet
Or calm or respectful or polite or well-behaved.
We see this right away
We are the kindergarten teachers
When we meet their parents
We understand them better
Some children are the boss
At Mom’s house
At Dad’s house
At their one friend’s house
We see this too.
We are the kindergarten teachers.
You should meet their parents!
Categories:
well behaved, teacher,
Form: Free verse
Sorely alive I sing a song in my senior years
I arise risen mind excluding my fears
Second song melodies of miraculous dawn moon
The Son has risen and yet he shall return soon
Glorious songs of praise
Joyously I speak in rejoicing waves
My arms and hands upward as I praise
And the overture is in the repeated chorus
I am a choir alone so open and voices
Glorious songs of praise
O' song of praise so well-behaved
Vibrant and listening flowing within the distance winds
Channel call angels fall at the chance listening
Found an intertwined within the quietness a silent slave
Glorious songs of praise
Joyously I speak with rejoicing waves
My arms and hands upward in gratifying praise
And the feeling in my spirit my soul sings with joys
Angels surround me in this holy of holies choir
Glory unto the Most High, Hallelujah
We shall always sing glorious songs of praise
1/4/22
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Categories:
well behaved, celebration, dedication, devotion, giving,
Form: Lyric
Did Great Thing When Son Would Bring
Things God was sure to give us,
And about them we want to diouldscus;
For Mary and Joseph did great thing;
Into this world His Son would bring.
This is day that we had waited for;
Jesus who we always will adore
Above sadness with much scorn,
Our Savior for us would be born.
We will have a Happy Holiday;
We may sin and then go astray;
Always nice while well behaved;
From all our sins we were saved.
Categories:
well behaved, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
Me
I have failed at everything.
Everything I try to do.
I have failed in school.
I was never well behaved.
I have failed at work.
I was never a very good slave.
I have failed at family.
Where are they now?
I have failed at life.
I’m barely making it somehow.
I’m not a famous person.
I’m not a wealthy man.
I’m not a holy guru;
Nor wanted by any friend.
I’m just good at being me;
and maybe that’s all I’m supposed to be.
Categories:
well behaved, faith, freedom, life,
Form: Free verse
Patrick was well-behaved in school
He followed every single stupid rule
He studied hard and earned top grades
All his friends knew he had it made
At college, he planned and plotted who to friend
Elected President of his class in the end
He entered the coroporate world on a roll
CEO of Trans-Oceana Corp. his only goal
By the way, Patrick took a wife
Lived the absentee-husband suburban good life
Then one fine day Patrick made CEO
He hurried home, the wife and kids to show
But on the door was taped a note, sweet and short
'We've had enough, stranger. See you in court!'
Categories:
well behaved, career, family, loss, motivation,
Form: Narrative
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