Antipathies Poems - Poems about Antipathies

...Can we rise to the challenge Can we truly love all the thin and the heavy the short and the tall Can we accept everyone of all different colors none ......Read the rest...

...Megan Markle's lost her sparkle Prince Harry's nothing if not wary Oprah preys on their vulnerabilities Eggs on their petty antipathies......Read the rest...

...Death Via Boredom: A Dragon's Demise Stamping forth from his lair, Preceded by billows of smoke The great dragon's murderous red-eyed glare Penetrated the gloom as he wrathfully spoke. "Who ......Read the rest...

...Have you been hearing voices again? Still, yes. No new ones, though, since the Voice Against Death Investment. So you're still hearing from the Forest Voices which are actually more of a rhy......Read the rest...

...Routine. New Year yet the same ritualistic routines, absent their blissfully celebrating roots buried in more fertile loves and hope-filled times and might have beens if not for this today wit......Read the rest...

...First off, this is not pick on George Lakoff day because I love his Political Mind like a brother. BUT, yes, you knew that was coming, so let me change it right now AND, yes, much of the......Read the rest...

...I question my own interplay of psychology and political science. Does this too facilely root analogy within ecology of climate health v pathology? Intersections of sociology and psychology are at......Read the rest...

...She brightened like a child whose broken toy is glued together, summon tears as one summons servants, and danced like a flower in the wind. She disclaimed the weariness, that dragged upon her......Read the rest...

...Father’s Voice Your ungainly question, What is the meaning of Life? reminds of another, What is purpose to Beauty? which reminds of, What is meaning and purpose for Grace? and Karma? Not ......Read the rest...

...Unfolding in the dark hours of the night Antipathies leak from the mind of the youth Sleep has left the trembling body The brain pending in the antique tempos of lives inexpressible They are noises,......Read the rest...

...I will always bring water to your lips And the let the little fawn over your bramble skips For memory cannot close its doors On the lanterned woman laddling from your shores Welcome for: the tire......Read the rest...