Best Self Consciously Poems

The God Reset

All Hail the mega-Temple brokers!
The Heavenly stock sellers
Chomping at the bit
Who parade in their Gucci suits
Escorting you comfortably
(like Kings)
Into “the Kingdom”come.
Beware: 
Its a counterfeit kingdom
Not the real deal.
(Love money, much?
 (Oh, but we won’t really actually tell you if we don't think you'd...

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Christmas day... 
scents from your chimney waft my way
curtains aside, a dozen cars are dusted by snow
boys in your yard cry out while pitching snowballs
sensing both comfort and sadness
holidays go on, even when stillness fills your home
surrounded by memories of Christmases long past
wondering what it...

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Regenerating light
reiterating bright as dual dark
fertile shadowing sighted polypathic light
when notnot night.

Healthy sight
as notnot dissonating blight.

Languaged cognition, thought, beliefs, ideas,
a LeftBrain Yang capacity
to extend internal emotional life,
evolving shared eisegetical stretch across a range
of empathic-trust to totally alien distrust
transubstantiating entire extended families of language, culture, society,
ecopolitical...

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Brenda and Banron bounced slowly on his boat
as the brilliant sun sparkled brightly on the glistening water.
Big and burly he was the boy she sought after in her book.
She smiled bravely as his battered pole slipped smoothly
through the babbling blue surf leaving the sand far...

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Tethers and chains attached to my brain
Never have I been so aware of…
Lack of control
Gnashing and gnawing on shriveled remains
Constantly aware of…
Misplacing my soul
Shrouded and veiled to cover the stains
Self consciously aware of…
Failed attempts to contain and conjole
Denying and slighting all of the pain
Seldom aware...

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SILVER TEARS

You say that you have long since
turned off all the lights but one,
the light beneath which
I have kissed you
while pearly dew glittered
all around us,
a breeze was blowing,
and the birds were not silent,
but singing at the top of their lungs.

You say that you have long...

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I dreamed my way here
I’ve had my cringe moments
I feel pressure, I lose perspective
I’ve wholeheartedly failed
I misspeak, underthink, overreact
I try to do the right thing
the right thing isn’t always clear
I’ve tried to hold on
I’ve let go with grace
I’ve charged ahead
I’ve stepped aside
I self-sabotage, then try...

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Most of the girls (Anna, Sophy, Sunny, Bili, Leong and Lisa) are in the kitchen eating breakfast. “Where’s Anais?” Sunny asks, spooning some eggs onto her plate and taking 4 strips of bacon.

“She’s out by the pool, feeling sorry for herself.” Leong whispers, distractedly, reading...

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Lights catch random particles, drawing attention to the eye. Heart beats out of rythm. Smoke clouds magically appear as thoughts bluntly dissipate. Into thin air goes the brain, gliding down memory lane. Day brought Déjà vu, followed by awkward agitation. Fear drives choices, fueling the...

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Late for the Nativity
I stand among the throng
Self-consciously
Singing with the angels 
Quietly
Sensing the future
Yearning out
In front of me
Revealed 
Symbolically
How it will 
Always be
Odd one out
For all to see

The only angel
Without wings

by Gail...

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Family Portrait

Do you see
It's nineteen seventy
on the pier in Dún Laoghaire 
We self-consciously facing his camera
his rasping plastic camera
And us together with 
smiles scattered by blinding sun
Six of us in the sound of gulls
the applaud of surf
Worlds of timeless ancient rhythm
whispering constantly whispering
Time hidden from...

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There is something in your eyes
That seduces my inner self consciously;
They set my soul free to fly,
And leave my body alive surprisingly.

My heart falls into your eternal trap
Love me good and I'll make you forever mine;
Give me a chance for my spirit to tap,
Into your...

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It’s one in the morning.
I zoomed into Lisa’s room
and threw myself on the bed where she lay reading
in a near virtuoso, Fosbury flop.
She bounced, jostled by my mechanical bed wave.
“I hate goodbyes,” I said, indignantly.
“You’re not strong on hellos” she said, not looking up.
“They’re so...

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As the lights die down in this old town
I sit and sip my beer;
Self-consciously I wear a frown
On the loneliest night of the year.

The revelry spills over distant hills
As the midnight hour looms;
Resignedly I raise my glass
To toast the lovelorn tombs.

For the buried days of...

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Oh Say, can you see?
What it's like at fifteen,
Hair's greasy gleem,
Pimples burst in the night...

What so self-consciously
We hide,
By Clearasil's cosmetic paste,
Gave truth to our fear,
That our friends might 
Whisper in each other's ear...

"See that mountain on his nose?
And he hopes nothing shows!
O, say he's a...

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