Custodial Poems - Poems about Custodial

...Plastic black tires roll over brown and yellow sand. A little boy pushes his toy dump truck across the beach. He’s collecting seashells. as he passes, I chance a look into the back of his tru......Read More

... It's the coldest day of the year, weather-wise Snow last night, temperatures near zero. No sign of life from our biggest, best star, the sun is hanging out, out-of-sight. Our breaths speak v......Read More

...Jesus was a patristic carpenter, a non-nationalistic builder of goodnews communal structure, a nonviolent communicating leader, a multispirit-natural facilitator, divinely humane bilateral spir......Read More

...My protagonist today, a Gay Black Religious Mature Male, not quite ready for silver-grey Obama temples Is off this morning to a new full-time job, 8 to 5, Monday through Friday. He has bee......Read More

...She would be ninety-two today if I had my way Back to where we were Fast approaching her ninetieth annual Day. But now I feel too anonymously alone. She took my best self memories with her. I......Read More

...When I'm preparing my garden for the drama of planting a multicultural communion lovely above and interdependently rooted below, inside human voices sound pre-occupied with unremediated mediocr......Read More

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...india divide divide between what is sensed and what is not rural india,urban india divide south india,north india divide india divide divide between what is sensed and what is not mob lynch......Read More

...Transparently robust private/public healers, servants, ego/ecotherapists, investigate, with appreciation, cooperative health insurance for people, healthy homes, resilient transportation, and......Read More

...Cooperative kindness to others is a fake kindness if this liberating word or freeing action compromises your own integrity, which is disintegrating thereby, an unkindness to your own healthy Eg......Read More

...The Tyrant Was born ginger and learned WhiteRacist from Dad dead now about a year. Possibly opioid addiction but certainly something in growing families of yin-suppressed self-medicating......Read More

...Monks and nuns, ascetics and miscellaneous humble proletariat folks, were taught custody of the eyes, to show respect for those older and/or wiser and/or more supremely royal, and/or in other p......Read More

...The feelings I have in my stomach are of anger And fear from long, long ago. The child in me Still suffers the brutal emotional violence which My parents besieged, so young I could only Take the......Read More

... Prisoner BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB I dare not say that I am innocent for I am not I have committed a crime But my delinquency is contrary to felony I have committed a crime of goodwill My ......Read More

...They come out on weekends Dad, it's almost always Dad with a daughter or son. He stands just a little too close, smiles just a little too long uncomfortably comfortable wondering how it ever go......Read More