Adventure Meaningful Poems

1st wind, childhood
2nd wind, jobs, career
3rd wind, elder life.

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Turning sleep in a place
In the Room of color Red.
With many face streak with Blood.
With many trace written in Walls.

Did you see what happen?
They eat...

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What is it that we are except a spirit
Living amongst our own ruins laid darkness
That of human intellectual being existence
Judging not just of ourselves we...

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Roll out
Anywhere
Circling the room
Maybe a stop in Chicago
A good night sleep going left and right 
Hard to sleep tight
All happening at night side to side
One...

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I dream of lying days long
In grass fields full of birdsong
So that i might sing
Or touch the inside of my being

My awakened state these days...

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Raining down love from the stars
Amazing Ray of light from the sun
Inspiration flowing down the milky way
Notice how the man in the moon is smiling...

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A big whiteboard fills you, me and space.
We hover around with markers in our hands
And squeeze courage to make lines on the 
Plane. How heavy...

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 Privileged classes are unsympathetic or unaware of the plight of the poor;
Their pride, prejudice and hate;

- Madame so am I the peasants have no...

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October is one of those months that begin to transition and change to prepare for winter.

As our days begin to shorten, this tenth month brings...

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unleashed
  I may waiver
  satin spoils
  are new to me

yield,
  your monotone salute
suckling praised
  a freedom from fur
  the...

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When will it rain?
Rush to the river
Igloos forming
Throughout summer
Enter the main stage
Remain there and reminisce...

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May our loved ones always light up our lives... And our way in the dark....and may we always find our way home no matter how...

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In the hari-kari palisades
    drink of choice, lemonade
  Enter the lion-plated stadium
    a cache discovered, puranium 

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An open poem to my past
“Leaving things behind”    

By Rebecca Dominique Morris
  
So I guess that’s it , I’m leaving and...

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My bears' beard came in when I turned eighteen.
I dipped my audacity in manhood
and it spit me out like sugarless tea.
The trenches near sent me...

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