Center Poems - Poems about Center

Incoming... outgoing calls People are like call center The hypocrites and the real In a moment entertaining Too formal on the onset Someone is address by name Someone has sent by God To help resolve the issue Everyone is please objectively No subject taken by emotion It's an error to give your views But reason of mutual understanding Somehow clear the smoke Profit solution for the business Say clearly...

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turbulence unrelenting despite sand blown eyes squinting all I could see was you… tossed around slammed to the ground dazed and confused still all I could see was you… hope eternal in the midst of furious hell upon me that fell still all I could see was you… as I drank from a bitter cup of tears and fears my vision transfixed all I could...

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Thrust in the centre of the storm’s wild roar, Oh Lord, my Heavenly Father, you were near. I relied on you and it was your kind face which I saw, That you mended my torn spirit when fear did gnaw. When wind howled loud and thunder boomed and burst, In your mercy that exceeded all bounds, I did trust. I knew...

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Thrust in the center of the storm, all I could see was you; Brewing at the zenith of your strength, so hard to get through. But I dared rising up and chose to let you go, before ruining my life and lead me to an absolute fiasco. You’ve embraced more yourself and your vices, Always coming home intoxicated All you’ve were void promises ...

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The Kennedy Center is known to the world For honoring those in the arts – From Ella Fitzgerald, Count Basie, Astaire, Whose talents top all of the charts. Sinatra, Gene Kelly, L. Bernstein, Kazan And Benny and Lena and Merce, Ray Charles, Lucille Ball, Isaac Stern and George Burns, The list both profound and diverse. Belafonte and Ailey and Hepburn and Peck, Gillespie...

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We're all bound for a quest to the center Unprepared when we finally enter Find a good guru to be your mentor Or, better be your own best inventor 29 words ...

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Packed my 92-year-old dad Into the old Lansing-made black Cadillac To see the Detroit Symphony play at Wharton We’re dressed up at the red light of Waverly and Saginaw This vital busy corridor Once home to Schmidt’s Estes Furniture Leonard’s Appliances A golf course with sledding hill Sully’s Drive-In Now this crossroad is a Plasma Center a closed Rite Aid and a fortressed...

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I'm losing my center I melt from within Soft on my heartstrings You slip through my skin I'm needing to hold you So please let me try For today is a lifetime And tomorrow another goodbye Remember last summer when we took the hog on up to the mountains and through hot spring falls the flowers a whirl...

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I may seem as Center of this..a Conventional Separate I..yet I appear Whether believed Separate or not.. Belief and not Are already This......

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stingrays want to play turtles under heat lamp bathe playful seahorses...

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Living Well — Dying Well precepts of destiny bookends of fate (Dreamsleep: February, 2024) + — Patience and time Courage or fear Pleasure then pain Smiles and tears Future and past Joy or remorse Vision when blind Blessing or curse Borrow or steal Praise and then blame Life unto death Loss or a gain Reason and anger Random or fate Plussing the minus — open the gate (Dreamsleep: February, 2024) Body & Soul Disease...

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When I entered the City Senior Center with my Open Mic proposal to increase resilience and decrease apartheid dissonance I could hear no music, see no dancing. The quilting room and the game room, even the pool tables, were as quiet as the library, which at least held four contemplative people scattered in their own secluded spaces. Like visiting a sad monastery, without tai chi, chi gong, walking meditation, and/or yoga...

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I want to be God Just as I was meant I wanna be loved In and out of the tent I want to be praised All throughout the world Want to be adored By the loveliest girl And just as the world Will come to its end, I want it to be said, “He was better than men.” I want to...

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Just like visiting walmart- but with truckers and yogurt...

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Run the ferocity's lines— Latitude and longitude, Where cold and heat— touch from God To comfort, confront....

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