Method Poems - Poems about Method

a forgotten hope chest – linen s!t!i!t!c!h!e!d with love by candlelight c r u m b l e now to the mere touch— past companionship … forgotten s n a t c...

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Call me Mr. Sensible. Call me Mr. Reason. You can always count on me, regardless of the season. Consistently, I have a plan, built on a firm foundation. I take care to work things out, based on sound information. But as I get older, something might be happening to my brain. Madness wants to disrupt my methods, rational...

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Madness to the Method It did not come from mode of method, nor from the charted mind. But sprung from a will-o'-the-wisp spark in the blind spot shadow, of the brain, disentangled and drifting. The idea slipped in sideways, from the periphery of focus, when attention was distracted, by the flit of eyes glancing, in other ways on other days, For the more you...

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They dressed me in dust and called it a uniform, Handed me thunder stitched in steel, Told me the sky breaks different When you pull the trigger. I was nineteen, Still dreaming in my mother’s accent, Still soft in the places They'd soon carve into callous. War, they said, was order— A hymn of strategy and sweat, A chessboard with bones for bishops And pawns that...

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Meth, my cruel mistress, you had me in your grasp With every hit, I felt a rush, my reality began to lapse You promised me euphoria, but all you brought was pain You took my life, my family, my friends, my everything, in vain I was a slave to your power, couldn't break free from...

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A smile painted on, hair removed from my chin. Another day of pretence about to begin. False interest in the latest fashions and trends. Fabrication of engagement to allow ends to meet ends. Each contrived interaction wished quickly away. Although nobody realises, as I act through my day. Conversations conducted with unwitting stealth. Insofar as...

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Question your beliefs, assumptions too, Seeking reliable info that's true blue. Analyze arguments, break them down, Look for logic, don't let errors abound. Different views, we're keen to explore, Understanding others, we adore. Evidence matters, it holds the key, Separating fact from fantasy. Reflect on thoughts, with an open mind, Admitting when new truths as we find. Changing perspectives, a better choice, Letting reason speak with...

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to cover your breaks blame your neighbor to remove your wrongs love your next door....

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My coping method fraught with utmost futility thus... My professional treatment plan predicated upon duress in extremis hence Electroconvulsive therapy, a last ditch effort I avail and surrender self qua to shock the monkey (me) one (twenty first century) obstinate bipedal hominid turncoat optioned, aye bewail as desperation if standard psychological measures peter out leaving nothing but pall tree (paltry) choice, and to be frank and/or ernest if necessary to...

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The truth will always remain opaque Designed to be hidden in silence An eternal dialogue of the dead Clues led us to pieces - keys opened doors, Within doors hiding enduring puzzles of secrecy Floating through life on a soul journey Drifting like rogue seeds to be planted, Searching for the universal skeleton key All too quick to find coincidence in leagues Absent...

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Leonardo more than a Renaissance man artist? yes but - sculptor? yes but - musician? yes but - anatomist? yes but - cartographer? yes but - scientist? yes but - engineer? yes but - inventor? yes but - no boundaries, no demarcations with holistic views of arts and sciences Leonardo - the ultimate polymath But why and how? illegitimacy prevented...

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Hypothesis: Hurt is Whether you want it Or not Experimental Design: In whatever a day is And while appearing sane I will work my way through One bottle...

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let’s keep softening attention until thought vaporisation flowing always in the moment cognisant of the joy current making this our meditation 27-September-2021...

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I am feeling that revolution in anything is a dream to be fulfilled and to keep it changing for this purpose or better thus by its good winds and hints to change I am feeling that revolution in anything is a character to be attended which when is found wanting or missing there will be fading or failures I am feeling that revolution in anything is something to balance its...

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As we solve mysteries of yesterday’s magic, new mysteries unfold....

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