Best Cognitive Poems
It's always someone, something else,
that's made your life a living hell
abstain, explain, complain, campaign,
work on your pitch and make it sell
Blame the weather, blame the seasons
blame your parents, blame your friend
there's no excuses, there's only reasons,
it can't be you; you're innocent
You need a villain to your quarry,
an antagonist to complete the cast
it's current pressures, future worries
or something that happened in the past
Object, confuse or obfuscate
avoid the mirror and twist the facts
enhance, invent, prevaricate
but hide behind your victim mask
Cognitive Moment
Translucent glass of thought,
Half full, half empty.
Perception, reasoning, justification,
Swallow the circumstance slowly.
Decision making,
Fact or fiction.
Opinions, judgements, face perception,
Feelings and emotions complicate.
Intellectual deliberation,
Overlooking offensive behaviours.
Social recognition, appearances, acceptance.
The brain thinks, but the heart feels.
Explanations, resolutions, validation,
Conscious or unconscious.
One must rise above and forge ahead,
An excuse is an excuse.
Mind, the architect of life’s structure,
obeys what is learnt as the art of living.
Heart, the carrier of nonlinear abstract intellect,
breathes emotive truth in the framework of being.
If the diktat of mind is not pursued,
life is sucked into the whirlpool of chaos,
and not listening to the subtle urge of heart,
life turns into an unfulfilling objectified entity.
Intangible confrontation with either this or that,
designs the dubious dilemma of option,
for lack of equanimity valuing one over the other
causes the onset of neurotic inner conflict.
The foreseeable forks in life’s pathway tests
if judgment and wisdom falter in internal strife.
The rational balance of mind and heart
finds psychic route out of cognitive dissonance.
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August 18, 2022
Contest : Inner Conflict
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
I've given myself some ideal times to reckon.
My musings meander for no apparent reason
I don't settle what to predict on the challenge.
Where I'm being idling within the lucid adage,
Notwithstanding, it is thus somewhere out there.
With his pensiveness perfectly elsewhere,
It's likely the case that this would be creedal.
Suspicions, then again, may as well tweedle.
It is helpful to inquire over evoking glints pitch.
That could only hit the one to maul his switch.
My surmise is this is a direct result of reality.
You're adding a snide view on my apparency.
From the edges of your lowly litters' haven,
It's vital to grasp I would instead foil this beckon.
Written: January 12, 2022
Awhile back my Doc suggested
Cognitive Behaviour Therapy
Would be time well invested
I looked at him and said,
My personality is not defective
Why bother
Being reflective
So it took awhile for me
To see
All our thoughts
Are key
Avoidance, negativity and
Distorted thinking
Have always left me with
A feeling I was sinking
Now I'm skilled at
Challenging my perception
And this has lead
To a big correction
Lost in amorous creations
Disposal as dalliance
A catalyst for infatuation
Clandestine Plans
Blood Soaked Hands
Hiding faith behind abject Science
She is my Heartsore Happiness
Dreams of Blithesome hopes
reality corrupts breeds animus
Treacherous Teachers of Falsities,
our minds. They molest
Walk these long roads Carrying short ropes
down this crooked path
sharpened steel digesting bone gnawed flesh,
we die alone
Our hearts explode. Chewing destruction we are slowly spoon fed
adrift with no direction
Forgot how to walk, I can't learn how to feel
Become the Living dead
That Dunning-Kruger thing is real;
I’ve read about it once or twice,
And so my grasp, I clearly feel,
Of how it works is quite precise.
Succumb to a rabbit hole, avalanche perception
Compiles tiles sliding, interchanging hues
Collapses cement rigidity command of tension
Cube covers corners interior cog subdues
Determined digits dive in darker dire dimension
Coming to glinted dug river bed treasures
Coalesce of pleasures drift in liquid suspension
Culminate in mind crowned proud avenger
Clever surface turner ensures dirt spurns limits
Combative burrow tunnel richly delivers
Coherent limber fingers edges can never inhibit
Campaign clocks widening prize winner
Squander of wonder prevents viewpoint shifted
Deficient Virus solution outrage renews
Seething bacteria rehashed in plastic indifferent
Daunt of grainy agitation, a cure debuts
13th January 2021
Kai Michael Neumann's
' If The Rubik's Cube Was Round'
Conflicting opinions,
Weakened beliefs.
Arrogant behavior,
Denying reality.
Who you are is who you'll
become.
Let it happen.
Fight for your wisdom.
I know one thing that isn't true.
Reconsider my beliefs.
Consider a new point of view.
Let one go.
You'll be much happier.
What you'll know,
Will bring you peace of mind.
A belief system based on
nothing.
More thoughts come to mind.
Do they compete?
Are you blind?
Are they based on reality?
I feel incomplete.
A new state of duality.
What I think.
What I know.
I can't blink.
I'm too slow.
My own arrogance.
My self pity.
Remaining ignorant.
I'm so witty.
You got me there.
Whatever shall I do?
I could care less.
I'm much different than you.
Outcomes...
Or the consequence on account of what we do
to bring about a change that is transparent...
Time as it grows worse utters effluvium
screaming sacrifice violently inward.
Effluvium that targets the sense to hear
transparent and see unscented numb to smell
inward even further the circle of life...
Do we respond or do we watch for nothing?
Hearing the science that we vomit inward
Living the part of honesty transparent
Smelling life blossom without effluvium
not standing during man made celebration
...Basis
Gaze upon the dark of silent detonation
and believe your heart.
I can experience integrity of time
and dissonance of not enough
and too much
but cannot find
define
refine a line
in-between
anxiety and anticipation
Win ego-healthy center
to win-ecosystemic wealth sufficiency
divesting of a punishing win/lose shadow
anthro-supremacist leftbrain dominant world
view
Feeling committed to change
strategies restoring peace
on
and in,
above
and beyond awesome
and wondrous sacred
divinely secularized humane
EarthJustice
Could never become regenerative
through degenerative win/lose
ZeroSum scarcity
predicts dissonance about punishment
AND
Peace will never spontaneously regenerate
when diminishing multicultural esteem value
for win/win NonZero sums
of integrity's Truth means BeautyTwo emergence
restoring bicameral climates of warm felt justice
Through integral,
permacultural,
polycultural
global climate health
restoring inside
outside Peace
of Just sufficiency
simplicity
sustainability
surrounded by EarthDay seas
of gratitude
CoEmpathic sympathy
CoOperative empathy
CoPassion nonpathology
Win/Win trusting attitudes
of ecosystemic deep
and emergent wide experience
through multi-sensory
multi-generational
poly-regenerational reflection
micro ego-inspired
and macro eco-witnessed
BiCameral Left with Right co-operative
co-reflection identity confluence,
curious confidence,
Integrity's potential
slow-steeped tea
of sufficiency
robust simplicity
solidarity through win/win
elegant engagement
civility
Restoring EarthPeace
through multiculturally appreciative Justice
integrating sustainable EarthFull View dialogue
AND
Not diving so deeply
in disastrously dissonant
deductive dominant
EarthScarcity debate.
Perplexed by my own
considerable potential
A pretext considered
to be essential
Ceaselessly aiming my mind
adjusts to thinking
Fiercely unequaled
qualities linking
Various consistency
goes unfulfilled
Vicarious living a superiority
of words revealed
Radiant the intensity of
my own delusion
A variant that’s curiously
completing illusion
Stimulate others senses
with my impressions
Emulate lucidity of my
minds own passion
Capturing the attention
in ironic imagery
Fracturing of confidence
can still feel gimmicky
An unrealistic subjective
unwanted conceit
My artistic view clouded
by all the past deceit
A cognitive awareness
of the human reaction
Accumulative between
past transactions
Characterized by all the
unknowing shams
Am I just disguised while
trying to be who I am
So hard to swallow
My thoughts are tough to follow
Opinions barrowed
By Robb A. Kopp
The familiar face looked grotesque.
Indelible imprints of blood stains,
scarred the contour of his body.
His skull had crushed on the windshield..
A rampage had ripped his nerves naked...
Kinetic ardour of the car, exiled him to static rust
in a vegetative state... bereft of cognition.
But his mind still addled... in lucid ambition.
His skin could still touch rain..
His eyes could still see lightning..
His ears could still hear thunder..
His heart could still feel pain.
Glint of two black marbles looked at the window..
Is it dusk or dawn?..
Searching for cognitive crutches....
Interim thoughts grope his head.....
Is he alive or dead?
29th December,2018
PLACED FIRST IN Brian Strand Jan Wk 2 contest
Originally submitted to the Brainy Brevity Poetry Contest of Maureen McGreavy
The theme of contest : "BRAIN INJURY"
Torn betwixt a world I’ve known and a world I am yet to know,
the emotions rush in… intense and suffocating.
hope is lost, consequences I sow,
devoid of any sense, any kind of understanding…
I am abandoned by the life that I’ve lived,
betrayed by my own actions, by my own thoughts.
no more insights to impart, no more lessons to give,
I am, but subjugated, in this war that I’ve fought.