Matter Poems - Poems about Matter

Just a container for the child? Just someone who you can come home to? Like it or not she means more to me than that Had this ache only she can cure, had this fever she’d be able to control She was my strength, my stability, my will to keep going. Why’d I have to go and ruin it? Both didn’t...

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In Total Darkness - Naked Doesn't Matter Anymore AI Can Never Be Enlightened. -Gray Squirrel 06-03-2025...

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UNIVERSAL MATTER SUBSTANCES- IN PLANETARY Sun Planet maybe star blasting, blighting, shining, planet universe matter substances lateraling stellateing Lunar rocky Moon 6/2/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ...

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Essence Poem. No need, indeed, chaff and chatter, Positive hocus focus, doesn't matter....

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"Go along to get along" a wise man he once said (altho' I don't concur) but it occurred to me neither follower nor leader be if you want to get ahead and if the herd you stroll behind please do consider the view (but not too closely) yet what is worse yes you may curse that which you step into some believe the...

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Do you ever Do to yourself What you've done to others So you know the pains That comes with it It's so crazy Very lazy acting without thinking. I just hope You get What you Wish on another Not preaching Ain't a pastor But a God son God save us From what we don't know Bless us With what we've never own....

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It didn't matter that you cried blood, like dew on the brow of a forgotten world, it didn't matter that you cried tears, like hidden springs in the mountain, it didn't matter that you loved too much, like a sun illuminating the earth, it didn't matter that you loved with all your heart, like a tree stretching its...

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Trust in God, that's all I will say. Love on Him and trust Him everyday! Run to Him whenever things go wrong. At our Father's side is where we all belong. He should be the first thought on our mind. Whenever we're going through a troubled time. For the sick and the dying too. Surrender to His will, saying "God I trust...

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Back in school, it seemed time was at a standstill. In hindsight, it seemed like a hell we needed to to go through and survive as best we could so as to earn our freedom. Back then, I wish someone had showed me a jar of marbles ~ one marble for every year of my life. Let's...

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It Didn’t Matter Anyway…. Liberation is knowing what is, Ignorance is not. What is, is always simply what is, So liberation and ignorance  Are both ephemeral phenomena; Mere waves of perception On the surface of vastness. (5/17/25)...

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Matter Of Fact Sound Is Only Movement In A Fluid. No Fluid, No Sound. Hearing Requires Something Moving Elsewhere In That Fluid. Wet. Gas. Vast Expanse. Emptiness and Totally Solid (But Motionless) Share Soundlessness Like: Twins. So? * I Can't Possibly * * Hear Myself Think. * *** That Must Be: Magic ...

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Four years before George Floyd met death Tony Timpa drew his last breath A cop pressed a knee into his back too Tony cried warnings, the warnings were true. Tony was white, George was black A knee in Tony's back wasn't a racist attack In neither case, was killing sought It was a bad police tactic, that cops were taught. If we talk...

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mind mental, conscious knowing, inquiring, wondering conscience, psyche, situation, problem ...

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No matter I got prescribed Glycopyrrolate 2 mg tablets taken four times a day..., not one drop of sweat (especially on hot humid and hazy days) less than a gallon exudes forth from my pores but nevertheless I can single handedly manage... primary idiopathic palmar/ palmoplantar hyperhidrosis. Aforementioned physiological malady unwanted and unwonted figurative (metaphorical) beast of burden linkedin with matrix constituting mine corporeal essence...

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During sex he admitted it was his pleasure to exclaim/shower much indecent language all over her, which made the act so much sweeter. The priest in the confessional booth understood, crossed himself, and nodded in agreement. God has a language for authentic prayers....

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