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Mores Poems - Poems about Mores


Premium Member Cultural Mores Mirror
the moral landscape changes with new blood surfacing amplifying the flaws inherent in the collective psyche my ingrained prejudices bubble to the surface harming my interaction with my fellow man disagreeing with my elders ancient scripts based upon oral traditions faithfully handed down and embroidered upon to suit the occasion holding a mirror up to my heart I had to distil my own truth I refrained...

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Categories: mores, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Mores of Morays
Why would God give moray eels A life wherein they live concealed In a beautiful, bountiful, rapturous reef Merely to cause the nearby fishes grief? When the moon and stars shine deep at night Giving profiles to fishes in background light, The morays watch and wantonly wait Until their prey cannot escape. Are morays just spokes in God’s wild wheel? Do moray’s consciences not...

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Categories: mores, analogy, evil, perspective, sea,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Shame On Social Mores
Successive letters of the alphabet per line using A through S Ann was born at a time when females lacked rights. Both strict parents lectured a girl’s purity must be sure. Chastity, shame and sin were lectured day and night, Dictating a future marriage in accord with social mores. Early on, Ann had felt sparkle tinges of faith and hope. Fraught,...

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Categories: mores, culture, discrimination, gender, marriage,
Form: Rhyme
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Why peoples of all kinds rally eagerly to festivals and fetes crowd temples and churches to celebrate any wondrous cause in joyous applause Then see them gather with the same harmony as they rush to their inane demise in times of wars in opposite mores...

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Categories: mores, introspection,
Form: Free verse
O Tempora! O Mores!
This poem was written near the end of the Bush administration. O Tempora! O Mores! My good friends! These last injurious years we endured Under another feckless George will end Soon. We suffered immensely rest assured. O Tempora! O Moses! What is this Nation coming to? No Philippic words Can ease the angst. Let us not reminisce Those years. What's past is past....

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Categories: mores, political
Form: Sonnet




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