Escapists Poems - Poems about Escapists

...here we go again conjuring fear demons from which to seek reprieve we then manifest gods and angels assigning imaginary attributes to the opposing polarities in this lucid dream as......

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...Think of a place on Earth’s long frozen pole Where polar seas don a crisp snow-white dress, What if a warm sea roars— man’s karmic dole In place where there was frosty wilderness! If icy soi......

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...Over by the corner the bandstand plays on next to the cotton candy wagon and the clown Its a circus act full of people and acrobats and tallish men on walking wooden stilts One tiny red ballo......

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...333 3 thirds of Me 1 ounce of Tea The EACE that starts with P My Christmas Gift 2022 was one I didn't expect Though I've prayed for it often I assumed the Universe would neglect I've pr......

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...A day to forget It was a rotten day from the start, got up late feeling as if he had not slept at all and the night had been dreamless all his phobias leak into his dream, making the day easier......

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...In U.S. municipalities we have Survivalists and Thrivalists, Revivalists and Liberated Rapturists, AggressiveRisk Addicts and MultiCultural WinWin Escapists into monoculturing WinLose Cocoon C......

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...I find imprisoning parallels between early Nazi Germany and early Roaring Trumpian 20s USA, between fascist and fake propaganda, between judicial patriarchal-privileged racist stockpiling, betwe......

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...ESCAPE INTO REALITY Escapists---fantasizing about worthless things Well trained in our worldly ways and feelings Struggling to visualize our predestined callings Escapists—fantasizing about......

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...inevitably, one night a few of the forced occupants decided that they had had enough & took it upon themselves to try & leave the church camp--- they made their way out of their dorms & down the dirt......

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...How about the woman! His voice suddenly full of venom You know the one I speak of Let's commence her to squealin It's just a dream you know You are king of justification Let's ravage this little beau......

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...The night has bobbed away….the stereo blasting Through the moon roof as the highway markers Roared by….the night has bobbed away….like Sinatra’s undercover meetings with the makers ….nobody heard......

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...She lit candles in her empty kitchen. Burnt air disappears through the back door. Pale and wild, brittle street witch, shy, wide eyes. Her mind like a weathered epitaph, left alone in it's ......

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