History Introspection Poems

Our Stolen Days

The given days we take,
Childlike, heedless of consequence.
We swallow them as our due,
Our entitled share of happiness
Or, at least, consideration of the stake
Each...

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We’re all important in different and various ways
But we shouldn’t ever get to caught up in our own significance
or self-importance
Whatever we believe, we are transient

Whatever...

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love is fond gold, to freely give
not subject to space nor time

treasure of the flowered 60’s 
we foolishly squandered for a 
mere nickle and dime…....

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Fingertips touch the polaroid photo 
my smile is transformed to teardrops;
Locked in a box for so long 
I’d almost forgotten that moment;

It wears a crease...

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Nor wealth, nor fame, nor progeny have I,
And when I slip these churlish bonds to fly
To whither souls unfettered go to die,
No shooting star will...

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The darkness coalesced in my eyes
Whispering the sweetest lies

Erecting a bloody throne
Made of broken bone

The color seeped from my cheeks
Leaving me weak for weeks

The pain...

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who are you?
I am asking because you think you know, but you don't !
Yet you don't think you don't know!
You are just something, if something...

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Winter don for the mystery—
Of happenstance now frozen in;
That shakes itself from Her history,

The pace of whirling snowy flakes,
In the night's long, long pass—
The next...

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Oiled and preened
Plucked and tucked
Everything as it should, no
As they see it should be

Plied with cloths of gold
Piled high with gems and stones
Their shroud of...

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Such conflict is truly preposterous;
Yet every conversation is left unratified;  
I’m not a politician but I’m the connection,
Star-link is a very special set of...

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The voice of history shall speak again,
From the depths of time, it shall ascend.
A whisper on the wind, a tale untold,
Of lessons learned, of stories...

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I just don’t know…..and yet I am called by the dark void of emptiness before me which with returned piercing glare refuses to release me...

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The ancient eyes of the Ethiopian sky,
Gaze down upon the land, where time drifts by.
In their depths, a history etched in every hue,
Stories of a...

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In life, many of our achievements are balanced by the sacrifice required to attain them. 

We look at a beautiful dance or an exquisite athletic...

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Beyond space time
We heavenward climb 
In the realm of light
Love and clear sight
Among our peers
Enlightened seers
Being our soul group
Marching as one troupe
Yet we choose earth...

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