Logic Poems - Poems about Logic

Even Judas, a traveler through the night of betrayal, left behind crumbs, feeding the shadows of birds hidden in the ashes of forgetting. Betrayal does not scream, it learns to keep silent, becomes patience, a crippled love feeding on promises lost in abysses, where time breaks into shards of destiny....

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His logic was not the kind that sprang from a sound mind. To wit, he defined a catalyst as a feline specialist; and, by his logic (and now yours), concluded that an analyst must likewise be a specialist – if you’re slow, don’t analyze this!...

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When I’m not tapped into a music stream. I like quiet no - let’s be exact, I like silence ear plugs in - deafening quiet or better yet, noise cancelled anti-sound That’s relatively new technology My mom mentioned new studies suggest it may rewire things gray matter wise, you know, behind the eyes like the patterns sound forms in sand. But if you’re going to...

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with-'in tell-all gents' comes a 'lodged-hic' that is 'nay-too sure-all' with respect 'survive-all' len ...

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I beheld the quaking aspen, shaking and gold I quaked in resonance with the breeze If you're young inside, you never get cold Its recriminations that make your spirit freeze I wept beneath the weeping willow It felt like the right place to cry Under its cascades I found a pillow Had a sad feeling, didn't know why. When autumn colored I found...

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box store drills were eighty dollars and up we stopped and priced them on our way to sup Guess I will order one on Amazon, husband finally said We got one for fifty, and she is pretty – pink and red....

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You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink You can present a man with evidence, but you can't make him think. You can push a rock up a too steep slope You keep sliding back, and you're at the end of your rope It's not that they're stupid, they might have a degree. Is just...

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Ladies worth are in the kitchen, But this generation, Gen Z sold them out to men. What's the logic? Human can't live without food, Yet ladies worth are now in men custody, Because men in charge of the kitchen You may ask, why am I so proud? It's because that's what I worked hard for. I'm proud of my craft, my worth,...

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In conversation the sounds of her thinking astounds logic rebounds argument confounds rationale knows not bounds there's no reasoning with what she expounds or justification in that which she propounds when all facts fail and reality surrounds her point of view tho' it has zero grounds piled on in mounds with absurdity she compounds adding injury to insult my brain it impounds traps me wraps me saps my energy inducing mental lethargy causing ...

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The lack of common sense makes nonsense easy, things that should make sense, slip through, unchallenged. Yet common sense itself makes the absurd unbearable, forcing logic upon the illogical, struggling to grasp the uncommon. To live without it is to drift through chaos, unbothered by contradiction. To live with it is to wrestle with reason, forever questioning the senseless. ...

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mystical essence spring has a spirit presence ... lost on logic mush...

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Some people are bucolic Too sentimental to understand You can't win the argument Even when you are right, Because tears come Before logic comes to their lips....

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The meteor was coming near But little Robbie had no fear His parents knew earth was DOA But he tried to argue, to save the day. He said, “Dear Space Rock, don’t I have rights My life and liberty are in your sights I like puppies and cats, and elephants too You’re coming for me, but what did I do?” Robbie’s Dad said...

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I sat down with a notebook A soft buzz in my head Words were there Then slipped away Like smoke through fingers Disappearing into thin air Ideas floated just out of reach Like clouds in a sky too bright Drifting… Never landing… The pen hovered, touching the paper Then the ink ran Like a dream fading at dawn I tried to grasp A thought or spark It unraveled… A tangled thread...

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Every mistake we make without malice with more ignorance than knowledge the correct result always appears even by trial and error and the law of chance if it does not cause irreparable damage ... in the process... ! TO MAKE ERROR IS A HUMAN THING BUT BE CAREFUL !!!...

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