Cajoling Poems - Poems about Cajoling

...Matsuo Basho: English translations of haiku about birds, flowers, candles, life, death. Naptime! But my drowsiness is nixed by busybody warblers. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch ......

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...“Self observes waking, dreaming and deep sleep ~ In stillness taking a consciousness leap” ~ quote by poet Relying on instincts in the dream state, there remains neither ......

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...When wanderlust began pounding my heart, On a beautiful autumn afternoon, crisp and sunny, I set out on a trek to the nearby woods. The leaves on trees had begun turning ruddy. All ......

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...here we are encased in body-mind feeling incomplete, we wish to expand we sense there is more to us than this but who we are we do not understand thought and senses are the tools we use yet f......

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...And in this hot summer night I dream of April rose sprouting Coming innocently bloom looking Too many colors wishing to greet Every heart coming to fruition Morning has come I wake up joyful No......

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... "Planes" Sea planes cross my vision the bridge gleams in all its shining golden splendour laughing at me cajoling the dream like I'm on an abstract mission ......

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...the guru resides just below the crown conjoined so to speak, He is one with God He guides our path plugging energy leak cajoling our heart to give love a nod we are the universe, all is within ......

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...On a beautiful afternoon, crisp and sunny, I set out on a trek to the nearby woods. Except my camera, intentionally picked up, I hadn’t carried with me any other goods. All along, I saw wild flowers ......

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...Aesthetic expectations, quomodocunquize, An exasperating farrago of marketing lies, Conning client desires, While promising celestial skies. In the "Selfie Era," so condescending, Filters scul......

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... storm clouds relentlessly crashed on rock bottom with the only crack dragging wreckage and carnage through a trapdoor into oblivious fog gruelling sediment confined a rotten Self of incarce......

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...In the countryside, while walking It was a joy to pick and eat wild guava Papaya, star apple, lomboy, and berries Our mouth always stained milky or purple Life was so sweet to remember then Goi......

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...Poised in silence, doing nothing at all, mindfully noticing movements in form, observing ripples as they rise and fall, breath simultaneously cool and warm, deepens calm, cajoling us to conform. ......

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...In misty dawn, where lilac blooms croon, Weary heart strums a bluesy tune, To cajole the sun to day-spring, From its dream-time, and join and sing, To lift dark's s......

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...some people retain their natural goodness from their babyhood days, doing the right thing these are the thinkers who wait their turn do not jump in and correct people or overpower other’s thoughts......

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...I am Indian by birthright, Simply black when it feels right, A gender champion through and through, A Southern Belle from the Bayou. I cover all the bases from Gay rights to MeToo, Environment......

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