Best Measuring Stick Poems

Imagine if you will,
a world of books where all the words
lead to the same place
no matter the beginning (no matter the middle)

A world where trees...

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A mind not filled up is just empty space
I'll decorate mine to stay in life's race
With silly string so I'm not too stoic
And badge of...

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Reflections

Reflecting upon – it is a dangerous game for one to play
for it leads to flawed judgements – unreasonable expectations
for expectations are seldom realizes or...

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It is not a size or a shade or a color. Beauty is not something that can...

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Responsibility

A question of burden:
imagining a future
where responsibility falls..
Light or heavy
is the measuring stick
which swings at
us all..
There is variation:
light to one
heavy to another..
These are perceptions
which result...

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I scramble up the jagged rocks, 
on my way to the peak of this mountain top.
A self-given measuring stick.

Toppling back, I fear I will fall.
Barely...

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Plant the seeds you wish to reap.
I have planted my seed in the soil of my people.
I have no home, no earthly land,
I have no...

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Hello, and thanks for coming
Please come in and take a seat
It’s nice to get familiar
With each of you I’m supposed to meet

I know I was...

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Reflections

Reflecting upon – is a dangerous game to play.
For it leads to flawed judgments – unreasonable expectations.
Expectations are seldom realized or met by others,
difficult to...

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Gentle power rises from the west mad prairie like settlement
Driven as a demon from above the mountain grays discontent
City dwellers know this as cumulonimbus low...

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Sure I compare myself to others
I can think that someone is funnier than me
That someone is happier 
  Or taller or prettier
  ...

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Beyond my consciousness,
  in stark relief

A place beyond reason,
  all spirits unleash

Beyond my awareness,
  I inherit the wind

Each breath I blow inward,
...

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I pick them up to examine, one by one,
Those faraway days that now mesmerize me,
Like long-lost treasures hidden deep in the sea.
Could it be that...

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Time, a human invention if ever there was one,
Though tiss laid blame or credit at the foot of a Supreme Being.

Time a vessel in which...

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What is Faith?

Faith is a cool droplet of water on a hot summer day
Faith is a rainbow in the middle of the darkness
Faith is the...

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