Brains Poems - Poems about Brains

Brains and guts orbit the soul— that polar star searing in the marrow of being. I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches, and the calloused hands of a carpenter, where ink stains fight oil slicks, where the soft susurrations of Plato wrestle the raw shouts of Spartacus. Do you think Socrates...

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(“Corpus Callosum", 2018, original encaustic) Right Brain, Left Brain Two halves of a whole Complimentary opposites Passive/active, imaginal/verbal Figurative/literal, depressive/manic Outside and within time A master and his emissary Inside us all. Yet each of us have our own balance Our own comfort zones And range of tolerance. Like a finger print Within our brain Leaving its subtle mark On everything we think, say and do. Viva the difference! I say While...

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Why the judge blew his own brains out because he refused to go through on ciro Gargano corruption packet abuse of power gross negligence excessive bullying and organized crime the judge sat under a tree put a shotgun in his mouth and bam he decided to blow his own brains out there you have it...

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Bullies anywhere They look like educated Brains not develop....

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Thoughts pierced the whites of my brains, Tainted blood flowed out of my veins, One half of me then paralysed, My speech now completely disguised. Why was I stubborn with the drugs? My right arm now too weak for hugs. Beat fast, my heart under my cloak, Just too bad I now have a stroke. Recovery now cost fortunes, Drag I must my distortions, Since...

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The redness from the veins still stains the earth, Bones stripped bare of flesh by ravenous ants, In each of the souls, peace was much in dearth, The redness from the veins still stains the earth, That's what wars do, even before my birth. We humans have brains, yet behave like plants. The redness from the veins still stains the earth, Bones...

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Horrifying Brains Surprise! & FEAR Differ Only In Their Psychological Effects. -Gray Squirrel 10-05-2024...

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Dirty brains They think they are spirituality – Arrogance, conceit. They are just money-makers They want you to believe in them Modern teachers. No. Greedy psychopaths Sociopaths They get rich… – Every flower has withered… –… in the field of life. You lost yours... ...because of them... ...

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Mankind, Choose kind, Happy brains, the best, Global inclusion, our quest, Freedom, peace, life's zest!...

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If I miss tender voices Maybe I'll be gentler with myself Any interaction is 50% me after all If I speak less I'll perhaps reflect more Especially from this safe space Where I'm sprinkled with good news and affirmation I'm like a tiny bird on a delicate branch Almost unaware that breezes become gusts Thinking I can sing a...

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Do our minds bind us or blind us ~ Charlie Brown says to ask Linus ...

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Our world is under relentless attack We all need to be careful about the impact Of this virus on us. Be strong, healthy and positive About defeating “Hate”. Be active. Be proactive Wash our hands and brains and stay awake, away From people who’re sick, sneezing and thrown away By the toxic virus, which is attacking all of us We’re under attack;...

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So I added a new word to my description of self Sapiophile, romantically attracted to intelligence wealth If you are smart and have that laser keen mind I want to know you, explore you deeper in kind I enjoy finding out the things that make you tick your accomplishments, your passions, your bucket list It is a discovery for me and...

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I don't like this feeling It's inner turmoil I have stuff to do today so no time But I'd quite appreciate a minute to scream into the abyss Then I'd be hoarse, there's no space for sore throats Plus the drama, oh the drama! That's the thing with inner turmoil it's not really a whole lot of drama at this build...

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We sense the spark of a bright-eyed watcher observing our disorderly dreams, a Self tied only to the whirring brain by an amiable but detached attention; one that recalls the reality that we were before the brain spoke 'out of turn,' We feel infinity calling us out to be what our brains will never see....

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