#poise
men of endurance
will often take the back seat -
they’re driven by poise.
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 12:30 AM UTC
Brain Blow - Rant
nothing displeases silence as quickly as the noise
I know this sounds, literally crazy, as I try to regain poise
my mind was reduced to simple thoughts as I opened up from sleep
sometimes I know my brain just goes, with words that are too deep....!
Brian Hill - 2020 # 350
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 10:46 AM UTC
How sensuous and seductive is the unique confidence of a woman. The way she nurtures her appearance as well as her career, education, and every living thing around her. Her dedicated intellect that balances a drive towards production as well as love and affection. It is in a woman’s heart that grace is found, boundless supplies for those who have wronged her, but also those who she will teach about the love she found in herself. She is a beacon to a society lost in the fray.
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 12:06 AM UTC
Deep wounds with an invisible mark.
Carved by one I used to love; a love that never loved back.
Used, to be replaced with a friend.
A better body and high narcissism,
someone who wasn't afraid to use others,
also played with my heart.
They left me exposed,
Told people something that I am not.
Forced myself to become something I was not,
just for them to walk all over me.
He threatened to hurt my friends, dignity and poise,
She ruined potential love for me, dignity and poise.
The laughter and love I once had has left me.
Yet I feel sorry.
I felt love for them.
I always feel like I'm in the wrong and shouldn't say anything,
That I deserve the labels I'm given.
I know that's false,
that I can find love as true as can be;
also live with the emotional scars.
With time, comes a fork in the road to growth and self recovery.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
The music plays
The piano
The saxophone
You dance
Grace
Poise
Joy
Harmony
Piano and saxophone
You and motion
This moment
and my emotion
merged
as one.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
Pregnant clouds floating
In the sky with grace and poise
Anticipation
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC
Dress to **** don't show everything.
Pass smiles, be polite to everyone.
Keep your voice down, never to laugh out loud.
Eat a modest portion, and only one piece of cake.
Walk gracefully, poise in every move.
Sit up straight, legs daintily crossed.
Hold your wine glass by the stem, never by the bowl.
Take a sip by looking into, never over the glass.
There's nothing in the world like proper etiquette.
You can always tell a lady has good breeding
by how effortlessly classy she is.
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
perfect poise
between diction
imagery and tone
measured rhythms
and true fine feelings
that fall like soft rain
to mirror humans
in tender moments
and coarse grim cameos
of things best forgotten
things nuanced and bitter
this vast field of experience
is the business of poetry
the art of aptness
the art of compactness
and incredible depths
leading to damp squibs
we search nevertheless
for unique form and content
that exercise in futility
till at last we rest from our labours
and we understand at last
poetry like life is a bitter-sweet illusion
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 1:37 PM UTC
People stare at me with confused eyes
They ask to know where my secret lies
They wonder where I found my gait
They love the way I articulate
The softness of my arms
My captivating youthful charm:
This is my woman
The woman I have become
All these and more, are my woman
I walk with a quirky poise
People whisper, and it's a delightful noise
The smile on my lips
The curve of my hips
They say I've always been this cool
But honey, do not be fooled:
This is my woman
The woman I have become
All these and more, are my woman
They see fire in my eyes
They say I'm for keeps 'cause I'm a prize
There is a grace in my vibes
Something good to imbibe
The warmth I bring
The joy I bring:
This is my woman
The woman I have become
All these and more, are my woman
There is something about me
How did I come to be?
The reason behind my womanly pride
The reason for my sedate stride
My aura, as that of a beloved emperor
My shoulders high like that of a conqueror:
This is my woman
The woman I have become
All these and more, are my woman
They say I am a mystery
There's definitely more to me
In the stillness of my mind
In the presence of my kind
I become more of the woman I am meant to be
The best of me you are yet to see:
This is my woman
The woman I have become
All these and more, are my woman
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 3:29 AM UTC
Tap, tap, and tap faster now
to the beat she’d exclaim
Her fingers would dance over black and white keys
as her expression screamed passionate
She held herself up with ease, dressed in love
Poise could very well be her middle name
Patience and respect dangled, I imagined
from her tousled brown hair
Laughter to be thankful for in her piano lesson
Clap, clap, and clap faster now
to the beat she’d exclaim
- salome albrecht
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 6:33 AM UTC