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Induction Poems - Poems about Induction


Premium Member Social Climbing
For Trumpians our multiculturally celebrated Golden Rule applies first to Ego then to immediate white privileged family, then to wealthier gated community, then to a more rabblous Republican Party, then to USA nationalists European predative culture idolaters mistaking capital-inspired Manifest Destiny for sacred DNA theology, then to fallen Earth, if there is any gold left over after all that strained dispassion, divestment fatigue stretching out from entitled EgoCenters. For Green...

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Categories: induction, community, health, humanity, humor,
Form: Political Verse
Formal Proof That Love Is Infinite
imagine that your love is infinite assume that someone else's love is too if you can count the days you've loved someone and they can count the days that they love you if you add a day and then they add one too since their love fits inside them as well as you not only can you count the days you...

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Categories: induction, love, math,
Form: Free verse



Induction Ceremony
Watch the rock and rollers With their bellies and their wigs, Playing songs performed at Oh-so-many early gigs. The keyboards and guitars still sound Real good, though maybe slower Yet their voices simply cannot reach The high range or the lower. Blown-up photos from the past, Not meaning to, are mocking Their current selves who do their best To do their roll and rocking. The audience,...

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Categories: induction, music, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme
Lord of Induction
the sun awoke this morning with only thoughts of shining solely on your lands. absorb all you can of it's lifegifts and power, as i am; allowed to share in it's glory with you. the stars crept into my room last night and slid beneath my eyelids, and i didn't notice them until i caught them...

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Categories: induction, love, thank you, truth,
Form: Romanticism
Premium Member Private Roscoe D. Schlink's Induction Day
Dear Folks: Just a few lines from your homesick army draftee. Just twenty-four hours in the army and if it was left up to me, I'd just as soon go home and forget the whole blamed thing. I feel I've been sentenced to life in the barren walls of Sing Sing. My first train ride was exciting for...

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Categories: induction, funnyme, old, me, old,
Form: Rhyme




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