Best Automatic Pilot Poems
Below are the all-time best Automatic Pilot poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of automatic pilot poems written by PoetrySoup members
Why Is the Questionlet me pause
slow down a minute
and look inward
to adjust my lens
there’s more to life than
operating in react mode
let me pause to ask
the real...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, i am, integrity, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
The Breaking Pointi didn’t see it coming
for days walking in a daze
a fog that wasn’t lifting
obviously in shock
one foot in front of the other
on automatic pilot
not knowing...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, death, grief, heartbroken, loneliness,
Form:
Free verse
The Immortal Light of BeingI stepped into the hallway
with the gait of someone on automatic pilot
it was quitting time and the same old routine
led me to the exit door...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, religion,
Form:
Narrative
So What IfSO WHAT IF
Some tend to feel unease,
Wanting all guarantees.
Automatic pilot in place,
Preparing for just in case.
Distaste for unknown,
Being insecurity prone.
The “What if” thoughts lurking around;
A...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, psychological,
Form:
Rhyme
Ban Assault Weapons In 2017 - Part4Firearms magazine offer manifold big bang for their buck,
many ear rational per son or daughter loves advocate, the late chuck
heston (now a shooting...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, poverty, prayer, racism, silence,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Now PlayingSitting alone on a park bench surrounded by a natural beauty that only I can appreciate at
this moment in time. Oh, there are occasional intruders...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, naturedance, beautiful, beautiful, dance,
Form:
Haiku
Voyage To the BrinkWith spacetime ripples
come dark energy waves
Emanating from the ether
tainted forces hold me slave
What sort of person
fly’s kites after dark
One with many issues
hiding Cains invisible mark
Left...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, dark, depression, voyage,
Form:
Rhyme
SecretsDarkness, clothed in secrecy,
Surgical hands,
Not a breath was drawn.
Parasite, sucking life from me.
“Magical”hands of surgeon,
Giving back my Liberty.
30 pieces of Silver was expensive,
This job was...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, time,
Form:
Narrative
Breaking a ConfidenceChristy did not know how she was going to fix the problem.
Her sister Carol, had confided in her.
Christy knew she could not let Carol return...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, abuse, women,
Form:
Narrative
Whatever This IsI think you know where this is heading.
These were his words to me. The truth was I had no clue. How could I know?
Perhaps his...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, faith, fate, future, relationship,
Form:
Haibun
Rip TidesRip Tides
Dead serious this depression business rocky murky
with tides like a tsunami suggesting certain
...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, depression,
Form:
Epitaph
SecretsDarkness, clothed in secrecy,
Surgical hands,
Not a breath was drawn.
Parasite, sucking life from me.
“Magical”hands of surgeon,
Giving back my Liberty.
30 pieces of Silver was expensive,
This job was...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, introspection,
Form:
Verse
Transcendental HighwayTraveling the
transcendental highway
early in the morning,
simply an extension
of my daily yoga.
The great semis zip by
in both directions,
like elephants on roller skates
in the first light,
only...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, allegory, introspection, philosophyold, old,
Form:
Blank verse
Tears of a Clowndisguised tears of a clown
smile turned to wretched frown
behind makeup his eyes glazed over
at the sight of daisies and smell of clover
in summer fields he...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, dark, heartbroken, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme
Dancing the Bluesnow sunless days on automatic pilot
skies from greys to blues to violet
feigning composure while on edge
he dances nonchalantly on a ledge
extract from my poem ABYSMAL...
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Categories:
automatic pilot, blue, dark, depression, lonely,
Form:
Rhyme