Long Measuring stick Poems

Plant the seeds you wish to reap.
I have planted my seed in the soil of my people.
I have no home, no earthly land,
I have no food sometimes, sometimes,
I must find the white spot in my...

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Imagine if you will,
a world of books where all the words
lead to the same place
no matter the beginning (no matter the middle)

A world where trees are never planted, never grow,
but always retain the same shape,
same...

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Reflections

Reflecting upon – is a dangerous game to play.
For it leads to flawed judgments – unreasonable expectations.
Expectations are seldom realized or met by others,
difficult to live up to by others, or by one’s self. 
These...

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One of the things I wonder about when we were created, 
Is whether or not the use of prayer is overrated.
Because there's certain things that it just doesn't answer, 
Such as why bad things exist...

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It is not a size or a shade or a color. Beauty is not something that can be measured with a measuring stick. It is not something...

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Time, a human invention if ever there was one,
Though tiss laid blame or credit at the foot of a Supreme Being.

Time a vessel in which to pour our lives,
Time is a skin a measuring stick.

A...

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Know one knows the life I’ve had,
   I grew up dirt poor but don’t be sad.
Material things were always out of reach,
   But the lessons I learned no classroom could ever...

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Sure I compare myself to others
I can think that someone is funnier than me
That someone is happier 
  Or taller or prettier
   Or skinnier or faster
    Or smarter or...

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Reflections

Reflecting upon – it is a dangerous game for one to play
for it leads to flawed judgements – unreasonable expectations
for expectations are seldom realizes or met by others.
Expectations are difficult to live up to, by...

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Beyond my consciousness,
  in stark relief

A place beyond reason,
  all spirits unleash

Beyond my awareness,
  I inherit the wind

Each breath I blow inward,
  new endings begin

Religion, a concept,
  that God can’t...

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A mind not filled up is just empty space
I'll decorate mine to stay in life's race
With silly string so I'm not too stoic
And badge of courage to help be heroic
A rainbow of colors when I'm...

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What is Faith?

Faith is a cool droplet of water on a hot summer day
Faith is a rainbow in the middle of the darkness
Faith is the hope of a moment that hasn't come to be

Faith is...

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Hello, and thanks for coming
Please come in and take a seat
It’s nice to get familiar
With each of you I’m supposed to meet

I know I was just born yesterday
But that doesn’t mean I am naive
And I...

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I pick them up to examine, one by one,
Those faraway days that now mesmerize me,
Like long-lost treasures hidden deep in the sea.
Could it be that my days are finally done?
Just yesterday, when life had barely...

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Gentle power rises from the west mad prairie like settlement
Driven as a demon from above the mountain grays discontent
City dwellers know this as cumulonimbus low altitude weather
Traveling their way at 10 feet per second by...

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I have a friend who beats his chest 
Who thinks he's tough, an ego blessed 
He goes out clubbing, club in hand 
Neanderthal romance, clubber lang. 

He drinks banana daiquiris by the bowl 
Experiments with...

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I scramble up the jagged rocks, 
on my way to the peak of this mountain top.
A self-given measuring stick.

Toppling back, I fear I will fall.
Barely hanging onto this rock.
Hardly enough strength to carry on.

Bruised.

Broken.

Beaten down.

A...

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