Correction Poems - Poems about Correction

consciousness correction

here we are in space-time
limited and feeling incomplete 
onset of dread, an ominous chime
but why should soul acknowledge defeat

it does not, merely observing the impulse 
heart contractions in this body-mind
feeling bliss throb as God’s pulse
we become divine aligned

The Blessing Of Correction

The nature of man is stubborn
Does not want to be corrected
That's were true separation happen
If you find in the brink of death
You will seek forceful repentance 
As free moral agent learn from your mistake
Do not deny those mistake
Do not repeat those mistake
Move on and learned from those mistakes
Seek wisdom from the instruction
Receive the instruction and

A YEAR IN PASSING

January wakes us weary,
New resolutions pressing heavy.
Then comes February’s charm—
A month of love, or wasted calm.

We march ahead into March,
Preparing for the chill to lurch.
April brings the planting days,
As a third of the year slips away.

Hope returns with open skies,
Maybe this month—maybe May.
June arrives with quiet tunes,
We wish the world would feel okay.

Halfway through, we

Connecting the dots part thirteen the case for a 30 AD crucifixion of Jesus Christ etc Q and A

Q  According to Mike, Repoman 64 ,if Jesus was crucified in 30 AD, would 40 years later
      be in 70 AD, when the Roman General Titus, destroyed the temple of Jerusalem?

A  Yes, thirty years plus forty years=70 years

Q  What's the average generational life span according to Psalm

correction

a correction 

Elon Musk has invented a driverless car that will drive to the supermarket with a slip of paper tucked under the left-hand window wipers, giving the staff a list of food you ordered of that 
drives back parks in the garage, turns into a robot carries your shopping up seven floors to your

Consciousness correction

The roots of conditioning go in deep,
letting soul take not a consciousness leap,
so becoming slow and slower yet still,
this is the way to God we bend our will.

Refinement is an arduous process
but over time bliss mists do make ingress,
so though we oscillate, thoughts are distilled
and in time darkness is with God’s light filled.

Earth life is

Oh, Correction

There is a brown-bodied bird with a dark head, known as the Hawaiian Crow, and they are the most prevalent species of birds.

There are the Java Sparrows, and they are gray and black feathered birds. Not a prevalent species, but they do frequent my feeders.

There are the pigeons, big bodied and mostly gray feathered, speckled

Consciousness Correction

I've always had an aversion to emotions with a negative trait.
Anger doesn't dissipate with age, but I don't fly in to a rage
when I feel the first inkling of frustration. Instead, I contemplate
the source of my anxiety and tell myself, "Just turn the page."

By doing so I segregate the trivial from something with validity.
I prefer

Consciousness Correction

Yesterday,
when conscious slept,
anger was my shield,
fear my faithful sword.

When hatred contaminated my heart,
tears ached for tranquillity,
polluted in guilt from selfish greed.

Life can be a disaster waiting to occur,
leaving you in despair gasping for air,
suffocating your sighs with crippling changes,
due to disorientation in imagining reality.

I've always been in an internal war,
fighting the two voices in my

Consciousness Correction

Placed seventh in
Consciousness Correction Poetry Contest 
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Consciousness Correction

I thought anger was a negative emotion
to be avoided at all costs.
Then I thought about the oppressed.
Anger grew inside of me.

I chose to act upon that anger.
I used my voice to speak against the oppressor.
Even so, I measured my motivation 
tempered my response with love and wisdom.
My desire, beyond the lust for recognition.

If my words

Consciousness Correction

Consciousness Correction – 11-20-23
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Consciousness Correction

Envy sneaks in unseen
A thief robbing light from my house of gratitude,
Sowing simmering anger, extinguishing thankfulness,
In blind yellowed views
Gratitude held captive,
Strangled,
Pennies of “I wish” tossed into stone cisterns
Where winter thrashes cyclconic -
Vortex of a gleeful witness to spring’s demise -
Dead-ends swell in jealous broken branches, 
Wrapped in near sighted stigmatisms,
Lenses smeared

Consciousness Correction

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Fear
Loud boom!!

Not knowing

Predicament

Wreck, thunder? I froze

Anxiety flows

Terrible foe

Look!~growing~

Check rooms

Fear

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Consciousness Correction

The turning wheel of time stirs up the dust of disarray,
that settles in the crumbling cauldron of disordered life.
In the maiming moments of disdained dejection,
truth tumbles in the mélange of disorienting chaos. 

Under the scorching blaze of the envy flame,
the desiccated soul suffers parched and forsaken,
searches for the niche of sanguinity in self-belief
to get the

Consciousness Correction

Envy is like a fire that burns 
That melts the soul and fills the urns 
Too much envy is perilous 
It rots the bone, too cancerous 

Too much envy from vague reason 
Halts the flow of gorgeous season 
Once the seeds of envy is sown 
It rouses hatred to be born 

When someone hates, he

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