Long Stereotypes Poems

One day not so long ago 
I walked
Never alone
For the world 
Is always my home

It was a late
Spring snow
Yet I felt
Invisible red roses
Offering sweetest perfume
To my nose and soul

There’s such warmth 
In snow-filled winter
No bitterness
No...

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I was nervous about my newest client.
Not every Permaculture Designer gets a contract
with the WhiteHouse.
But, when the President called,
or twittered,
for an intake interview,
I guess it felt like an obligation
to at least show up,
although perhaps about...

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GROUP VALUES

Belief in WinWin organic ability
to cooperatively manage secular 
as BothAnd sacred 
health development vocations.

Desire to create
open DNA-familiar GREEN systems--
Great
ReForesting
EconomicYang 3D SpaceDriven
EcologicalYin 4D TimeFlowing
Networking organic WinWin 
reverse-time gaming cooperative system
especially following matriarchal-wombed
DNA and RNA strings...

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Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling.
As her olive skin neatly curved fingers 
slid over an intermittently scratched carbon black handrail she...

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Original poem below...after the definition, found on www.google.com: 

"Full Definition of stubborn. 1a (1) : unreasonably or perversely unyielding : mulish (2) : justifiably unyielding : resoluteb : suggestive or typical of a strong stubborn...

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Don’t blue eyed people have more fun?
When others walk, don’t they run?
Don’t they live life full until life is done?

Don’t tow-haired people have more zest?
Aren’t they dancing still, when others rest?
In everything, don’t they do...

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(Inspired by the ‘Harry Potter’ series by J.K. Rowling)

“Good morning, Hermione Granger! 
I’m surprised to see you here. 
I figured you’d be at Hogwarts
Or grabbing a Butter Beer.” 

“Although that sounds enticing, 
As it’s the...

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This is the home of the heartless 
Corporate concrete
Where you become captive 
To the same things you thought set you free
Where solutions to society's problems 
Don't correct anything 
Class is in session please pay attention
Only...

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We think we are free but we’re not….”I have a full proof method for controlling your black slaves”…..yet we’re not slaves anymore…Are we?….we’re chained by ignorance we are whipped by our own stupidity only leaving...

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I am like
Cleopatra
embraced by serpents many
fear
always trying something new
and dramatic with my
hair
I am like
Eva Patrón
growing up with a painful family
getting lost in movies
thinking of my own
hypnotizing when I speak
First lady of Argentina
meeting you, after death
would...

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i refuse to believe that paper could ever
beat 
rock---
there are those 
(in fact you may be one)
that swear by this game of chance 
to make decisions ranging from the
choice of restaurant to have dinner at...

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Africa does not belong to the West.
 Its raw materials do not belong to the West.
 The banana republics of French-speaking Africa do not belong to France.
 African immigration cannot be criminalized in the country...

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...He remembered his childhood,
Cajun stories of the bayou,
and one of an old witch doctor,
they claimed he still practiced voodoo.

He had seen the man once or twice,
he’d seemed rather old decades back,
but when Alex called some...

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A song of love to all ALBINOS, a song I will sing till my last day.

Let every lung help out in singing 
Let every mouth breath the song I air
Let everyone blessed with muscles flex
For...

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Look at them, tangled in insignificant conversation
about politics or stereotypes of  blacks, whites and Asians, 
lack of youth education, weather ruined vacations, how inflation squeezing their arm like “yo, I got you taken, 
and...

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She sits on the bathroom floor 
Hiding behind a tightly closed door 
Afraid that prying eyes will see 
What society has forced her to be 

With fingers pushed halfway down her throat 
On the remains...

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From the moment we became grandparents we have felt conflicted
at the way, in books and media, grandparents are depicted.

But we’ve been grandparents for a while now 
(one grandchild just graduated college)
So we believe it is...

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9/20/16

I am Caroline Foster.
I am fifteen-years-old.
I am shortish.
I am rather thin.
I am intelligent I guess.
I am oblivious.
I am weird.
I am childish.
I am different and not in a good way.

I am the girl who sits in...

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"free from conditioned belief 
no agenda on our shelf
vibrant as the light of Self
life flows on all by itself” - Unseeking Seeker

Faith is more than a mere noun,
       phrased within...

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Liberty, Equality and Fraternity, three precious ideals, blinded by the darkness of xenophobia.
 The Republic, democracy and human rights are the pillars of a just society, but in the depths of Marianne, their fragility reminds...

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Many children were stolen
It wasn’t that long ago
Our rich culture took a beaten 
Our children's cries still echo
This is what separates our nation


They came on a big ship
And fired their gun
Our languages were split
 We...

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Archetypes flash straight from a pack of Tarot cards
anti-terror Jing Jang synthesis with neuro-spiritual precision
implants explosive animation from the deep unknown
like a taro rootstock growing wings to fly with found suspension

Stereotactic stereotypes archetypes semi-circling soothing...

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This is a poem.
It's not abstract.
So if you just sit back and listen,
you'll understand
I'm going to say this poem twice,
so listen with your heart the first time
but listen with your heart again

Say good morning when...

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The teacher said,

Go home and write 
a poem tonight
And let that poem come out of you---
Then, it will be true.

I wish it were that simple. 
I am merely a sixteen year old, born in a...

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what should i do when i've had so much dealings to go through with all do 
respect to u and to u reading this poem and society for making the world go all wrong
but like...

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