Intelligences Poems - Poems about Intelligences

... " Know your value. Confidence breeds success. Act like the person you want to become, and people will start seeing you as that person.". Mark M. Ford Sow the seed......Read the rest...

... A tapestry of yearning etched in starlight, where whispers of kindred spirits entwine and soar. No echo lost, no teardrop falls unheeded, for solace blooms in echoes from every shore. The m......Read the rest...

... What evil are they up to with those silent lights blinking blinking blinking red blue green orange silver vanishing into nothing as suddenly as they appeared, leaving me to question how de......Read the rest...

...Our Left hemispheres repeatedly seek stable reassurance, hopefully not so much about Am I the fairest/ugliest of ThemOthers all? But more maturely rationally sedately calmly compassionate......Read the rest...

...The water always runs in the best corners, seeks paths and always finds them. simply... The drops fall in the direction definite whether light or dark ... We inste......Read the rest...

...SETI SETI is non-sense. Intelligences we have experienced visiting us in Unexplained Aerial Phenomena evolved so very, very long ago that any electro-magnetic radiation They may have manipulated ......Read the rest...

...The boulevard to a fragrant future marries a maze Laced like a spider web in a haze of a daze Perceived like a mirage on an acrid afternoon Blinding a parrot who can no longer croon. The futu......Read the rest...

...the Universe, a self-defining everything but then, what of the Cosmos wherein we all dwell? that big bang blast, forever on a far-flung fling from beyond and within which, lurks heaven and h......Read the rest...

...etherial entities, Elsewhere and Elsewhen less than omnipotent but exceeding their parts abide in Netherverse, universal children intertwining potentials conceive child of their arts a ......Read the rest...

...Malnourishment is the song from the pans whose empty hold could offer no more products to be boiled and whirled. They were quite sad having been bought then hung. Hung. Sparkly signalling stale sales......Read the rest...

...From Pronia, by Rob Brezsny, p. 267 Neither God nor the gods are dead, but they seem to be disappearing because so few of us are capable of carrying on authentic relationships [at least] with t......Read the rest...

...Kaleidoscopic beauty Transcends time with its majesty The mathematical nirvana focuses the mind In its embrace orbs of universal laws one will find The orbs turn from abstract to concrete In ......Read the rest...

...The fragrance of possums is a kit of great virtue bathed and lit by an orange green hue. Display not weapons in weather fuelled skies. Thin thunder is unwelcome in a booming bass rhythm and rhyming s......Read the rest...

...He said..... I am Steve Biko..... With a fist; not pointed to the sky but rather aimed at your faced, you see it in the air, the power of a knockout artist... the revolution will not be televised b......Read the rest...

...He said..... I am Steve Biko..... With a fist; not pointed to the sky but rather aimed at your faced, you see it in the air, the power of a knockout artist... the revolution will not be televised b......Read the rest...