"disproval" poems
Sweaty palms
Long distance calls
Looming nervous presence
Bouncing mania
Preemptive dreams
Persuasion
Inadequacy
Salty tounges
Squealing
Subtle disproval
Financial discorse
Flamboyant pandering
Off-balance pulls
Compromised callings
Charismatic turmoil
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 11:58 PM UTC
Pluto floated somberly in his orbit that was askew,
Pondering the privilege that had been taken from his view.
He once was a part of the cool kids club.
Now just a floating rock.
Pluto remembered it vividly,
The moment a human discovered him initially.
Oh, how it filled him with such glee,
If only temporarily.
Jupiter was the biggest bully,
Chastised Pluto for his size,
Not that he could help it at all.
It gave the planets a point to talk.
Saturn and Neptune rolled their eyes.
Who was this ‘moon’ trying to join in on their fun?
Mercury screamed its disproval,
As it was blinded by the Sun.
Mars and Venus were indifferent,
And Uranus was Pluto’s one defendant.
Finally, the humans on Earth gave their verdict.
Pluto didn’t meet the criteria to be a planet.
He was immediately shunned,
His dwarf planet status had begun.
Not even the light from the Sun,
Cared to reach him at the edge of the solar system.
Pluto started to cry,
When Eris and Haumea floated by.
They lifted Pluto’s eyes.
Perhaps being chastised,
Was a blessing in disguise.
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 5:08 PM UTC
Am I what they say I am?
Am I what they think I am?
Am I what there looks of disproval appear to hold?
Why must they look at me like I'm not good enough?
Why must they treat me in the same manner?
My energy drains...
Is their disproval all in my head?
Maybe...
Maybe....
But until I know for sure....
I guess all I do be...
I guess all I can do...
Is be good enough for me.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC