Coincidental Poems - Poems about Coincidental

6/28/24 Oh heck no It's not good feeling like a puppet made by Gepetto The overhead downpour constant and torrential Can't find my way through this god forsaken residential My sleep was hardly ever restful So much blood on the money that it turned to red gold It's kind of sad how easily men fold As a battle hungry general Many many heads rolled I...

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Why do I often get the shopping cart that doesn't work? I swear, it is like some kind of coincidental quirk! It is pulling me to the left with force as it moves, Literally squealing like it has not wheels, but hooves! I look like a drunk trying to get through the store, Hurrying just to get a few things...

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There is only co-arising integrity, integrity unfolds ubiquitously, omnipresently, health potently space and time's incarnating potential inviting resolving regenerating multisystemic polyculturing networks polypathic information webs embodied network organic strings of enculturing forming function waving binomial binary bionic frequencies toward more interdependent contentment, less empty-evaporating contentiousness. Form unfolds content-ment, well-formed families and communities avoid dysfunctional toxic content by grasping its straining stressful mentoring voice about not only which dispassions to avoid but also why and...

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I was reminiscing the other day about people I've known o'er the years, And found it strange that their names corresponded with their careers. For instance, Joseph Carpenter was handy with hammer, nails and saw. Clyde Barrister, famed ambulance chaser, successfully practiced law! Art Paynter, dabbled in pornographic oils and is now confined in prison. My dentist, Whitey Capps, takes...

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"Coincidental" says little of coins or teeth until your son decides to see if he can bite a dime in two. written August 8, 2012 entered in Geraldine Taylor's The Creative Collective Anthology Series - Comic Version...

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Where does one draw the line on a friendship gone astray? Does one pretend it’s coincidence, or does one perceive it as an act of sheer betray? Where were you when I needed you and yearned for your comforting voice? For as I recall my best-friend; my loyalty to you was never a choice Throughout all the pain and...

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