Dendrite Poems - Poems about Dendrite

...Dibble dwarf was not as bright as his clan He lived by his wits, but they were not so grand His dendrite highway was tiny and short at best He sat on a steed that needed a lot of rest Why is he......

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...Mental prowess has zip to do with age or experience Some people’s buckets are cups. Their dendrite strains are much shorter than others. I have met six-year-olds who are wizards. Being raised by ......

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...Star shaped, seriously sassy Nodding needle-nosed, light chassis Capped column, looking conniving Irregular yet interesting without striving Decidedly diabolically dendrite-dated Practically per......

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...Mine is a lively lunacy at three am the witching hour full moon insanity infecting empaths magic madness I lie awake my ideals walking in harmony down a dendrite highway of fantasy......

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...Jumping might be my favorite word or frolicking, prancing, dancing anyway, it’s something with an ing ending I can assure you of that I get sick of throwing down the same words feeling redunda......

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...I can only wave it once so I have to envision the results entice my flowers, highlight my house or eliminate faults? My imagination has ideas that go up into the air blowing smoke in my mind, with......

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...imagination possibilities idealism investigation evaluation exploration analysis mindful madness dendrite builder predictions assumptions risk taking probing thinking brain......

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...she took a child who had been shut down by negativity and reopened her dendrite highway encouraging her to remember life when she thought joy was a possibility the child who had been afraid to t......

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...I think I shall write tales for children Christian Anderson said. Visions of bears, wolves, tigers, roses, and lilies danced through his head. Sorting them out took an imagination that was rather w......

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...Promise me your hands will reach out Resilient attachment starts in childhood When the brain has colic outside the womb A mother’s unconditional love soothes worries When a birthday missed slices......

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...clunky chunky unfamiliar words not easily understood due to their tweets and pops shoving themselves against my dendrite highway hidden yet acutely felt dancing the brain Watusi I wonder if I w......

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...Ms. Shelly began to write. Scratched it out. Began again. The lights are on, but no one is home. Scribble Scribble His dendrite field is nonexistent. Scratch. Scratch. She kept writing and s......

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...no physical adventure can hope to compare to the adventure of imagination verdent green vines of ideas lurk deep in the recess of my dendrite highways waiting to surprise me......

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...I am not a fancy dancy writer. Willy-nilly is more like it. I toss common ordinary words onto a page they are the ones that decided to whirl, twirl or saummersault Sometimes landing on my head, ......

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...my carnivore self is displayed out in the open I tear a bovine’s tendons and muscle with gusto my teeth coming up red and bloody; it is the human way, is it not? my mouth, throat and gullet gul......

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