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Monoku
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Being in a bright room, receiving an brighter glow but feeling dusk ...
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Light Verse
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There is an intrinsic pleasure
in what seems to be nothing
but the innate essence of what It is....
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Free verse
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Excited philosopher
chases crickets
for unclear amusement
no philosophy for him
can be in a football pitch
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Quatrain
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Italians have called me paisan
Blacks have called me brother
I have my own philosophy
And do not need another
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Rhyme
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I shall
I will
I trust
I must
I cope
I hope
I give
I live
I lie
I die
written August 25, 2021
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Epigram
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Stubborns are difficult persons to deal with
especially because they usually
don't even realize what they search
in life...
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Limerick
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For some, brandy, super, surreal,
others, whiskey philosophy, astral,
I drink beer I feel pleasure,
cool beer for me is treasure,
when the liver suffers, is this, equal?
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Senryu
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CAT'S PHILOSOPHY
I'm on the catnip
stoned, so thus, contemplating
life's philosophy
Indiana Shaw . . .
"I'm still waiting for him to come down to ask him on the meaning of life" . . . ; )
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Tanka
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grocery shopping
I see everyone in masks
does anyone smile?
strangers even stranger now -
a type of isolation
July 27, 2020
for Chantelle Anne Cooke's Isolation Philosophy Poetry Contest
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Epigram
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Philosophy as a weapon is innocuous,
nothing counts as action,
but if that weapon
it hurts the poet's chest ...
Reality runs down the floor !
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Verse
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Drowning in your philosophy
Clearly- you see through my eyes
Comfort me with truth and
Laugh when I tell lies.
I come to you for knowledge-
'Multi cultural' I like to be
A sleepless night for you?
Two sleepless nights for me.
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Narrative
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I listen calmly to him
Slowly nudging him on
As he expounds on philosophy
Hidden gems are revealed
Polished and inspected
This one owns a gold mine
This one has hidden gems
I love to see them exposed
That's why am silently probing
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Free verse
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Philosophy loves looking
Pondering of none but the mystery
That--
Wholesome loving--
Be wholly bolstering
Growth is dying at greater lighting,
O' grandiose
Instrumental Melody:
As stars' gleaming squandering
Therein--restful bedazzling.
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Rhyme
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A profusion of great heat
Rose up and oppressed my mind.
So few were signs of retreat
It stifled an alarm seldom heard.
Philosophy says the mind
And body are two different entities
And it’s not meant with scorn
But Invincibility disagrees.
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Free verse
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the philosophy
is a sad eld lady
sans colors on the face...
only comments of morbidity
and pain... that's all,
and still insists...
of wonderful things
and bliss, it's useless
says nothing, just silences...
of the magnificence
of love, only life
is the one who proves it...!
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Free verse
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a...
full-loss-of-why
...philosophy...
be...
as a creative-at-tea
...creativity...
where...
one may-gaze-in
...magazines...
to...
oar/sew the ideas of 'id'-as-is
...now...
so...
then why-fossil-if no full-loss-of-fee
...be?...
awe...
may the present full-loss-of-why-now issue
...be you...
stans sand
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Rhyme
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For knowledge and wisdom, I glean
geometry, physics, science,
philosophy, and tomes umpteen!
In search of shrewd intelligence,
I forsake college's campus scene;
and pursue rhyme's magnificence,
spinning lines on the wheel and loom,
and threaded weave, of the rhymer
than idle in a dull classroom
(wishing for death by Oppenheimer).
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Rhyme
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May make you think a lot
Do we show
All we know
Balancing towards
Direction stepping forward
Took a small step in between
Observe, what I have seen
No one quite resisting
Philosophy was kept interesting
Speaking
Always intriguing
The question may be the answer
Which now matters
Where have we gone
To understand our beyond
While you contemplate a conclusion
Pardon my intrusion
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Light Verse
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We are not on the edge
when we still dream
Future...
our pain is not
unbearable when we care
of its intensity...
we are not dying
when novel day is born
and we are still in the fight...
We are still alert... !
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ABC
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I see a mountain and I wonder,
I see a river and I wonder,
What permeates their instincts;
Is it some permutation
Or some ever pertaining philosophy.
The consistency to flow,
The consistent grandeur,
The consistent magnanimous posture,
Instils in me a supreme passion,
A determinant instinct, to pursue,
And paint the world with such a beauty,
And fill it with the essence of purity,
The glory of truth and an inspirational glow.
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Rhyme
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May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.
Today I’m thankful for the morning and all the daylight allows me to see
and for Native American wisdom and their unique philosophy
May we share their special message with everyone we greet:
Good morning,
may your day be filled with laughter
and also
happy feet.
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Verse
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My goldfish waits patiently to be fed,
he waits without moving much,
when I approach,what goes through his head?
Does he think real thoughts,or such?
He gets excited as I take some food,
and sprinkle it in the tank,
does he look on me as his one true god,
the father that all fishkind must thank,
for being there everyday,
to make sure all his needs I'll meet,
does he look up to me and pray,
that forever I'll make sure he'll eat?
Tom 11/05/2012
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Lyric
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Should I be doing this?
I don't know?
Should I keep going?
Or just let it be?
This definite attraction
Is overwhelming me
All of these thoughts and feelings
Are making it hard
For me to see clearly
This is crazy!
I don't know if I'm ready
But then again
Relationships are rarely easy
These walls are building up
All around me
As a warning
To tread lightly
This is it!
Time for a new philosophy
Gonna go with the flow
And just be me
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Didactic
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When the hands cease creating ...
pottery, paintings, portraits, machines
Or gathering seeds, nursing forests ...
II
When the head ceases pondering philosophy ...
How to ameliorate, annihilate sufferings
Or simply how to be kind, reduce crime ...
III
When the heart stops caring enough to endure ...
things that must be endured (Gandhi did, and Ramabai)
Or a Dr. King, simply to love, give, forgive ...
IV
We become obsessed with those holes
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Rhyme
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What am I supposed to do,
When waking up each day gets old?
What shall I look forward to,
When there is no shining light to behold?
How can I see your true colors,
If you strip me color-blind?
Why won’t you wait for me,
So I can call you “mine”?
I see my pathetic attempts at romance,
And the demise of happiness in my life...
I watch myself fall, and laugh.
So what if misery drags me down?
It’s better to be down-to-earth,
Than stuck in the clouds.
Right?
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