Best Surviving Poems

You seduced, you stole, you exalted, you annihilated, 
You elevated, you decimated, you connected, you sucked me dry,
You opened me up, you closed me down, 
You delivered me to ecstasy, you devalued and discarded me, 
You were sensual, you were sardonic,
You made my heart smile,...

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Surviving this World that has so much wrong,
It makes me wonder if I've changed,
I know I’m just a pilgrim passing through,
I would get to know Jesus if I were you,
We live in a dread full and shameless society,
Run by political fools and even though, not...

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Lost And Alone, Surviving Cold, Hard Streets

Hole in her heart matched the hole in her dress
She was now alone, life was such a mess.
First that truly great job had flown away
Her fine house destroyed by fire next day.

Monday came, more darkness with its ill wind
Death...

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Within despair,
through the dark,
it stings deep inside

No one appreciates
the anguish I endure,
resulting in me
baring the burden alone

With no respite,
no one wants to see
the blackness
that sullies my soul

Only I can pull myself
through each hurricane
of torrential suffering

My only saving grace
is blind optimism
The belief it will get better
and...

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the planet's mammals

                                   - in the middle of nowhere

  ...

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My father and I did not share all that much,
More like passing a truck on the road
Parent’s squabbles I overheard offered me clues
And at times I caught glimpse of his load.

His freight always sealed with a padlock in back,
Any breakdowns he kept to himself,
His frustrations...

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By:D.E.T
Date: 12/22/15

Hate to see that frame 
And know that my face ain't the same
Cuz I know I am dying slowly 
And lonely 
But that's just the truth 
Sometimes I wish I could re-do

Myself 
Cuz I would create a strong shell 
To protect myself 

Yeah, there...

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...." Broken But Surviving " .....


Inside a body that's broken and torn ,
Living a life that's empty and forlorn,
A daily  battle  of constant pain ,
Making my body take the strain ,


Arm hanging low,and barely walking ,
Tired and stuttering when ones talking , 
And...

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*When I was 6, a neighborly man said,"Good morning little boy. Are you waiting for a bus? "No sir, I said.  We don't have a bus. I'm waiting for my brothers and sisters. Our school is about a mile away, and most times, especially...

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Twas the worst call we could receive, or so we thought then
It was latish in the evening, not long before ten
“I need to speak to your husband if I may please dear”
It’s terrible news, the worst news I fear.

Your mother is gone, her own life...

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Surviving Ourselves
       by Odin Roark

Blame game trollops 
Cruise our insides
Willing to plant more guilt
Defying accountability
To take a stand

Conscience-bots
Perform recon
Patrolling vulnerabilities
Knowing no man’s land
Between heart and mind
Have always
Will always
Be pregnable passage

Yet

The front lines of the heart
Grasp one’s dug in fortification
Mind’s...

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I awoke again 
In the same godawful place,
With wine bottles on the floor, 
and egg on my face
"Thank Christ" I said...
...I honestly had no idea 
Since the last time I'd eaten,
Where my next meal might be coming from 
This Holiday Season.

They were fools to outlaw...

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Loneliness lurks like a live leprechaun,

Leering at her loss of love and laughter;

She leads a luckless lamentable life,

Lacking light, leaning towards lunacy,

Laden with longing and lacklustre lies;

Listlessly lingering in lethargy,

Labyrinthine lady looks lachrymose.



03.25.2021
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I was on my ambivalent fence
about who to watch watch the solar eclipse,
my alcoholic allies
or the designer THC corporate investors.

Wherever it was,
we read excerpts from two permaculture designers,
to get our minds ready for this great transitional event.

Robin Wall Kimmerer,
an Elder Native American
permaculture designer and teacher
of...

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stealthily hiding behind gray white mists
wispy smoke rising heavenward in twists
within caldera red hot lava boils
menacing flora, fauna and topsoils
beware if ground beneath feet starts to quake
creating distance the best choice to make

don't count on Planet Earth being your friend
always has potential to bring our...

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