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Median Poems - Poems about Median

Median Prochore Productions presents

Mince Munseun and Anais Zonte' Dider
Of "Soothing Grooves"  Used the
"Audacity Fix" to thrash
The Nepheliums with there manager
Dick Maddox

"Bassy" "The Axe"  Kualmurphy
Lucked up with a win over
"Minnesota " Enos Eyecandy

"Spiteful"Spike Soothinjour won
Over the Wolves of Winnipeg
Using a full Nelson to make
Criss Jaw bone submitt
Soothenjours partner sat at
Ringside muzzled and chained
Due to the stipulation, making

Categories: median, engagement, music, perspective, slam,
Form: Ballade

Median Prochore Productions presents

Mince Munseun and Anais Zonte' Dider
Of "Soothing Grooves"  Used the
"Audacity Fix" to thrash
The Nepheliums with there manager
Dick Maddox

"Bassy" "The Axe"  Kualmurphy
Lucked up with a win over
"Minnesota " Enos Eyecandy

"Spiteful"Spike Soothinjour won
Over the Wolves of Winnipeg
Using a full Nelson to make
Criss Jaw bone submitt
Soothenjours partner sat at
Ringside muzzled and chained
Due to the stipulation, making

Categories: median, engagement, music, perspective, slam,
Form: Ballade

Median Life

Forget me when I'm gone,
I did nothing great.
In times of trouble 
I laughed 
At all the time we shed.

Forget me when I'm gone, 
For I never really cared.
I gave just enough
To hope 
And not enough to matter.

Forget me when I'm gone,
I took the shortest path.
I blamed all but me
And danced
When everyone else was weeping.

Forget me

Categories: median, death, mental health, passion,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Escalation

Escalators work either way
Escalations work either way
Escalators put load on other side
Escalations push load on same side
First is for the physicially disbled
Next is for mentally disbled

Categories: median, beautiful,
Form: Free verse

Measures of Central Tendency

Measures of central tendency

Say others are minded of mean
As if we are generous have been
Willing to project self on mode
Thus selfish always on aboard
Need our judegment as median 
To be either side guardian
Measures of tendency in maths for us
Measures of tendency matching for us

Categories: median, anxiety, art,
Form: Free verse

Median

Living apart from myself
So detached from my body, I’m a soul alone
Life really feels like an ocean
I’m far out at sea, and I’m made of stone

The coldness surrounds my being
My air is so dense that it’s clear
The waves are around me but I’m not submerged
The end of my tether is near

Survival right now is pure

Categories: median, age, appreciation, birthday, growth,
Form: Rhyme

M - Melomania

Makeshift monuments of sound
Their meaning masked in the maker’s mystery
A maze of melodic milestones mapped out methodically, moving you miles in minutes
Melody for the misguided
Meditation, a means to march on and meliorate
Morphed over millenniums by the minds of the millions
The median..
Where misery and mercy meet momentarily or where memories become morals of major magnitude
It is

Categories: median, beautiful, creation, feelings, growth,
Form: ABC

Median

Constantly stand where the rain and dry meet
Where light and dark consumate
Where sound dies and silence is born
Forever Tepid

Categories: median, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Median and Eucledian

Median and Eucledian

Sometimes when I will start to swerve;
Can avoid car when going around a curve;
There also is a mode, mean and a median
And curves in geometry they call Euclidian.

When I had added much more starch
I eventually straightened out the arch
And then I exhibited a triumphant mode
When I did understand each decimal code.

What if I

Categories: median, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet

Median Mother 79

1935 I was born alive
something happen to me I was revived
And with the good Lord on my side
I lived again I was lost but found and born once more in 1945
I lived again I was lost but found and born once more in 1945
I was female lying at the midpoint of distribution observed in values

Categories: median, autumn, caregiving, dedication, destiny,
Form: Ballade

The Median Death of the Red Delicious

“God bless us all when the door is shut behind us, 
only then will we breathe our first breath,
and awake 
from the long dream…”


Forging past the indisputable summit onto the 
shelf of the perfect medium (ah, ‘tis noble here!)
he sits, contemplating his balance. He does not sweat. 

The winds breath breaks upon his predestined neck,

Categories: median, nature, people, philosophy, places,
Form: Narrative