Contemplating Poems - Poems about Contemplating

Contemplating life after listening to the radio late at night... a found poem Do you suppose thunder island is in the middle of fire lake? (I can still hear your voice from across the bay) Which of us made the first mistake? I have no time left now to go searching for maybes without answers. (I did not find those wings or...

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I'm standing In a line Patiently waiting For my turn or time Standing in the lane of success. I keep wondering So many had made it Why is mine staying longer Sometimes I admit Maybe mine is bigger Or it will never come to my time or turn. I keep racing for it So many times I work and prayed But...

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There are those who squirm at the sight of the urn Others can’t mask it sobbing over a casket As for myself, I’m like the elf ~ ...

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I had faith, I had faith, But later I realized That all my ideas were wrong. I had change, I had change, But my habits keep coming back And want to hold me back once more. I have friends, I have friends, But when I have troubles Seldom I can see them support. I have love, I have love, But I have not found love In reciprocation...

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glorifying days gone by meanwhile wasting time i’ve got nothing more than an alibi to make sense of this paradigm i’m betting on a future paradise where starry moonlit nights entice and sunshine saves the day while guileless children play AP: 3rd place 2025 Submitted on April 6, 2025 for contest STEVIE WONDER sponsored by KAREN JONES (Pastime Paradise) - RANKED 2ND...

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like the full moon seeking fulfillment there i hung dangling in space— half empty—half full… gradually the tell-tale linking of the gibbous moment of truth’s awareness came in the still of night… then i realized fulfillment is preceded by life’s crucifixion fulfilling resurrection: it’s the emptiness of life’s cross that brings fulfillment… once again i ink crosses of words and pray they empty themselves and become ascensions to the minds of blessed children anointing...

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I often find myself weighting pros and cons Should I stay? Should I leave? If this life truly is so devoid of happiness, If death truly is the absence of responsibilities, Should I leave? Should I stay? If I truly love my family and friends, If I truly love the idea of freedom, Should I leave? Should I jump? ...

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predicting the unpredictable, if it meant to be it will be, there are shadows, that keep spying on my behind, I look but sound and dusts are at display, wonder who left what where, check my back, no threats lingers but this discomforts my focus, keep gazing but it seem hopeless. This discomfort diss my curiosity, stream of questions, who?...

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“Pure hearts take from God permission ~ To feel in heart, bliss ignition” ~ quote by poet We know yet deny, each breath’s new It’s a gift from God, we abuse For we follow not, our heart’s muse Where’s our childlike heart, pure like dew When we were born, our soul was pure Why then now are our steps unsure Trapped in form, we’re...

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Sunflowers like smiling balloons, round and robust, sounds of the stem bobbing like a string tied not to the past but to the soons. Lost before noon, the duct let out one final tear. Now she is nearer to God than me. Like a sheepdog, I guard my Dad. Sunflowers, weaved into a frame, deluded in happiness while we pass. Petals pull at the heart,...

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Where lies the fulcrum of a sneeze Or for that matter, flow of breath And joy graced by love’s healing meth Who’s most enlivened by the breeze Is it the skin, mind or the heart As bliss is added to soul’s cart When will we wake up and unfreeze Free from clutches of our ego By simply choosing to forgo How may our cravings...

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CONTEMPLATING YESTERDAY, TODAY & TOMORROW Sitting here in deep thoughtful energy, Things are not where they ought to be In reflections on our lack of equanimity In today’s USA Law and Order mentality:- “Damn if I do…damn if I don’t”, has now become An Oppressor Syndrome stagnation pandemic, Leaving us wallowing in abject apathetic dismay; Unaware that making change...

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Contemplating Civilization Roger White Civilization is the skin that covers the body of mankind. It warms man when he is sanguine; enlightens man when he is melancholic. When torn by conflict, Civilization bleeds. As mankind recovers from disaster, Civilization heals. Its complexion bears the scars of rivalry and mortal struggle. Dissension does not wrinkle it, discord...

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Stopping to contemplate a slug I marveled at this taciturn bug Designed to live underground occasionally it is found making its way ‘long a crosswalk ...

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The falling snow is lovely some place else! I will dance in the snow like an old woman finding her second childhood. The snow flakes are as big and heavy as half-dollars moments before turning into raindrops. Schizophrenic clouds can't decide weather to drop snow or cry rain. warm wind snow angels fly away The first day of spring seems as far away as you. ...

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