Best Directive Poems

In leaving God 
The west got
Lost
The rest of 
History will
Tell great loss
A world of
Sorrows
And spiritual
Costs...

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‘Cause, Priests and Prophets Must Pray for The Reign…
and for Pre and Post-Op-Apocalyptic–Novocain ! …

Yet… It Doesn’t Matter, What Distress to You
 On the Planet,...

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Hard To Recognize
America's face, battered ...
Freedom's image, shattered.



Feeding Frenzy Fodder
Foundations of Democracy,
Shredded with hypocrisy.



Party Over People
Lady Liberty's fears,
Weeping rusty tears.



Truth Will Out
Veracity's tempest blows ...
Treachery's...

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Here am I enthralled by sunset delight
while beholding celestial beauty blend with horizon's majestic sight 
in letting go of this day's triumph as well as...

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Mother’s love … beauty of great excellence
Virtuous midst legacy’s prevalence
The best of human’s care-superlative
Expressing sublime kind heart’s directive.

Mom’s warm, sweet caress --- graciously tender
Soothes child,...

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Looking out through the panes
        of the window of time
     The curtains pulled back
...

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At times, I let disorientation-exercise to be on the loose
Allowing mind toward relaxation-muse 
Imagining bursting colors of varied hues
Creating designs from beauty-clues
Brightly transforming frustration blues.

Awesome...

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I'm so confused,
raised to believe cooperative love overpowers competing fears
about scarcity of time, 
and other resources,
and anger about past over- and under-valuing of myself
as a...

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This new technology 
Part of our essence 
Part of our physiology 
An inseparable alliance 

It wakes us up in the morning 
It tells us when...

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Disregarding time and circumstance, 
we must acknowledge ourselves as a series of simple and consistent truths, 
each one its own narrative of raw emotion. 
With...

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Dear Mom:  

It was hard to understand,
The love you had for me. 
So I took the hand, 
Of a boy. 
Trusting in him, 
Only...

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There lay no death down below,
Endless oblivion, the song of the bone,
A path towards nowhere, where stories unfold,
The visions of the dead, a memory untold.

Ancient...

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Must I uphold my Prime Directive, 
Conjecture of pressure- 
The correct Direction? 
And would my Mind pass inspection; 
Is my Fate my own Objective? 
Catharsis...

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I know little of poet, Sam Slam,
But give him a slice of poet I am.
Of the prime directive,
I am over protective,
So slam your gums down,...

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This quaint perspective
Is quite selective,
Quite often, 
Giving anger and hatred the directive.

Habitual surrender 
To a pretender;
In certain circles an offender.
These days, too few of these...

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