Best Cowan Poems

She’s walking past the tombstones,
Just came from her mothers grave. 
As she passes the last stone, 
her hand graces the top,
A chill shoots down her...

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Says Csikszentmihalyi,
"Social scientists
(Abraham Maslow, Lawrence Kohlberg, Jane Loevinger, [Ken Wilber, Edward Podvoll, Julian Jaynes, Jack Kornfield, Richard Dawkins, Clare Graves, Carl Jung] and James Fowler)
describe...

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It means the world to me,
To have a friend like you.
Your there for me through the smiles 
and the tears too.
I feel like I’ve known...

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Sierra
Aunt, daughter, friend, student
Sister of Robin, Dustin, Kyle, and Wyatt
Lover of creativity, writing, and reading
Who feels happiness, love, friendship
Who fears death, spiders, and failure
Who would...

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I remember my mindbody would tense
sometimes
then relax into confusion
while non-consiliently reading Bucky Fuller's "Synergetics 2."

I also remember,
and too often reweave,
Fuller's stream of thought ecoconsciousness
as I...

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Beck and Cowan, with Graves,
wrote the Spiral Dynamics of memes,
or cognitive-affective enculturation climates
of Left-Right as Yang-Yin spiraling equivalence,
or maybe not,
I'm still not quite sure
how much...

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I wouldn't call Bill Plotkin's WildMind
unmitigated Wild RightBrained,
nor would I call his WinWin therapeutic thinking
with PositivEnergy feelings
entirely LeftBrain domesticated, diminished

Commodified, capitalized,
colonized and conquered,
deduced and reduced
down...

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Here's A Poem That My Mom And I Did Together.

               Fun...

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BY: CAROLYN COWAN 

2019 is a year to build endurance. When you reach the limit 
 and feel you can't go on, go a little...

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But he is not you
              By: Dakota Cowan

He was ideally perfect. But...

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I am not angry
By Dakota Cowan

the silent screams my heart cried out when you broke me. 
the tears stuffed in my back pocket, dripped down...

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Battle between the heart an mind 
By Dakota Cowan

My heart lies awake yarning for you
Every sleepless night she finds something new
To hold onto like glue
You...

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Mystery Boy
By Dakota Cowan

My mom always warned me about the different types of boys. 
The ones not to fall in love with. 
The typical party...

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Earth's turquoise pond faces,
green life
blue reflecting

Re-membering under each calm surface
re-ligioning disparate
dispolarizing themes
of Spiral EcoPolitical Dynamics,

Surrounding forest factors,
time flowing forward
and re-connecting backward,
spirited and well-natured space,
health-reconditioning place,
win/win...

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My heart hurts 
By Dakota Cowan

My heart hurts.
My heart hurts in ways i can not put into words 
My mind weighs out every positive, to...

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