Judgmentally Poems - Poems about Judgmentally

...Perhaps immigration is our big US national anxiety because we don't know how to unilaterally abort cancerous growth of matricide. Too much to even think about at a merely nationalistic level o......Read the rest...

...Ageing, like good sex, good faith, good humor, and/or good politics, seems to be a focused process Of becoming less judgmentally rejected for the traumatized company I keep And more happi......Read the rest...

...Icons are funny things, she thought. Heaven feels like a warm light circle when we are thriving and more like a cold dark triangle of weaponed tipping points against me and mine competitive......Read the rest...

...The lowest common green ecological denominator of healthy highest interfaith power and light compassionate dialogue Is potentially now deepest learning and widest eco/theo-languaged communicati......Read the rest...

...Red grows politically angry about wealthy society's conspiracy to keep my ego away from health's abundant wealth. Blue spreads out economically fearful of anger's power, my own loss of leftbr......Read the rest...

...Judging v Mediating, like Teaching v Mentoring, like Win/Lose Retributive Motives v Win/Win Restorative Motivators like dogmatic Preaching v compassionately Communicating, As felt and apprecia......Read the rest...

... "Fraudulent" A writer writes of people walking lonely dark streets begging for bread, shelter and cold without all like he’s been there tr......Read the rest...

...Mindfulness. . . what know I of mindfulness? My mind is full of many things, but unfortunately for me, that is not the meaning of mindfulness! So, am I mindful at all?? I hear this type of thing......Read the rest...

...So deaf, so blind are we- Our little minds (judgmentally inclined ) base judgments on assumptions, not on related facts ! So, on and on, the squirrel cage goes, round and round, And no one lis......Read the rest...

...My father passed on nearly ten years before I got married. He was not present for my College graduation, nor was he alive when I finished high school. My youngest sibling was nine months old. There ......Read the rest...

...When I hear people play this game It hurts me cause we're all the same It doesn't matter who you are The clothes you wear--or kind of car Ranch or Beach House--- rich or poor When you open your heart......Read the rest...

...So often can dark times be misused Ever so often we find ourselves intertwine between Yet we find ways to not be accused From a world so vast we can only live within Sadly, its only with age we......Read the rest...

...You never liked me, although I am not certain why... Heaven only knows the multitude of attempts that I made to ride those fierce tidal waves along with you, but just as I smiled, you so very, ve......Read the rest...