Degeneration Poems - Poems about Degeneration

Eyes that once beheld the world so clear, Now shadows cloak what was once near. Macula dims, stealing sight's song, Yet hope and courage still stand strong. In fading light, a spirit's might, Sees beauty beyond the shades of night....

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Many of you live humbly and heartily patriotically and industriously nutritiously and faithfully in Western and Southern States, United in this time of shrinking reservoirs, dying rivers, hurricaned coastal residents Displaced by floods, invasive mold, voracious rot and rats, Barren top soil, failing electrical networks, drought, inhumane heat, decimated forests Bereft of soil-restoring permaculture, robust polycultural nutrition systems, victory community re-engagement gardens. U.S. long-term resilient infrastructure to support your children and grandchildren, is so threatened by North...

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What could become relationships between Matriotic Whole EarthViews and unheavenly patriotic nationalistic worldviews? Violence oppression intolerance suppression disrespect repression negative first is last shunned impression, Lack of compassionate communication, narratives of excommunication, unstoried devolution and restorying revolution experience Of deep listening born co-empathically again before responding to ego identified leftbrain labeled evoked rightbrain universal non-languaged intuitive feelings Of needing more deeper wider higher integrity, co-empathic health checking for more curiously cooperative wealth Exchanging values and disvalued positions for healthy and rewealthed resilient GoldenRule win/win...

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My neck is stiff; my hair has strands of white. I exercise . . . . . metabolism slows. yet still I have my teen-aged appetite! Bad eyes (beneath them sometimes tiredness shows). But worse, there’s crept upon me something new. Degeneration of the disc I’ve got. I’m much too young for this to happen to! My shoulder hurts; my back’s begun...

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What might be your perfect way to awake with joy and gratitude each morning within this new day old way of opportunity and mourning? This morning's epiphonic awakening into Beloved Paradise opens humor eyes to a full bright winter moon shining through my bedroom window greeting pale yellow dawn fading starlit sky of not quite night. To awake fully conscious I am more than tolerated and seldom feared or...

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On a lonely summer’s night Thinking ‘bout the wrongs and rights Not much words are left to say Disappeared and gone away Mind is mad as heart is broke Emptiness that makes you choke Close the eyes and take a breath Leave your tired body rest Forgetting all the cheerful songs All the laughs we went along All the rage which burned the hopes All the...

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Degeneration Even now, watching you, I try to gather the essence of your life. Memoirs locked tightly in A jar that clenches our united Soul, when I look at you. Don’t let go. Already gone, does your spirit edge away? Now when I should be saying Goodbye, Do I bitterly turn my back. It’s killing me, stealing the Part of me that is you. So I close...

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