School Introspection Poems

When you are old soul of old school in the young body ,
Age is just a number for you in the material world
Activating your divine...

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let not narrow ego cravings befool ~
love’s the only rule in this earth life school...

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Let me hear that applause though I've done little to warrant it
Time is a poor curative for what's fundamentally broken
Brain's full pal, sorry, you've gotta...

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what a day! 
Neither clouds nor lighting
But the sky is thundering
Hailing hard but not in usual forms
Threatened poor to keep silence. 

A cute doll was...

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 margin drops-- 
boxes of gifts pageantry 
 evening dawns nighty

drive on interstate   
walking crossed some streets    

telescopic lenses…
video lens...

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I was a negative teen, not depressed -
My diary declared I was.
A complainer indeed, no one stopped me;
Only a sociology teacher
gave me some definitions to...

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#IT'S TIME TO TAKE INVENTORY...

ITS TIME TO EVALUATE CERTAIN CATEGORIES...

JUST BECAUSE SOMETHING TAKES UP SPACE, DOESN'T NECESSARILY MEAN IT SHOULD...

OBTAIN
MAINTAIN 
REMAIN 

IN YOUR SPACE, NOR...

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Breeze of Awakening

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She was Chinese and only eight years of age.
On the noisy school playground,I found her.
Just beaten by fists of anger, fury and rage.
By a fifth-grade,...

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What if the incessant torture didn’t happen
so many dark times, but it’s unimaginable
for you to comprehend isn’t it?

No one knows, the tragedies that left me
so...

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Found the old New Testament
given to me in grade school,
and I always meant to read it
growing up, until I didn't,
storing it away
in a bottom dresser...

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The table is old and worn
nicks and scratches 
its red plastic tablecloth left over from a forgotten Christmas
its holiday pattern worn and forlorn
many a Thanksgiving...

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Wrestling with the best way to raise kids 
Oscillating between being a helicopter parent 
Or letting them find their own way 
The middle road sometimes...

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proclivity to get in sight of
  the finish line
Just to shoot myself in the foot

Ancestraly handed down generations 
upon next
misguided  to safely stay...

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Hello again

I'm sorry I haven't been writing as much
I've been ripping out a myriad of my musings
like petals from their flowers
crumpling them up & discarding...

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