Observation Poems - Poems about Observation

volatile observation suspended amidst reality and fiction, subdued voice echoes down a hallway of convictions; like a despotic fog blurring options for a swarm of insects who eventually finds way to a lizard's grotesque carcass. a feeling, in my gravel ribs, this might be a dead end staring up at the sky, an atheist's hollow vision; air and venom flowing...

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Every day once a while I could see the construction of a new building going by, It proceeds slow enough to make some innocent birds mistake it for an abandoned shelter; They have begun building their refuge on its dusty window sills, lovingly nurturing it to become permanent, giving their everything....

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We seek wakefulness. What does Barbados mean to me? It’s the hot sun, broad-brimmed hats, and old khaki pants. It's robust men with warm, undertone skin that blends with the cultivated land. We seek constant reassurance from those we love—that they will be there for us in both good times and bad, just to feel...

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Birds that sing are doing so in praise of nature truly great people are not proud of their stature. _____________________________ ...

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Fruit that’s ripe is easily picked from a tree but things which are forbidden are not free. _____________________ ...

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A drunkard while piddling was struck by this fact incidental that holding a beer requires the same hand as at a urinal. ...

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The oceans are deep and the mountains high the sun is warm when seen in the noon sky. __________________________ ...

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no 2 people can see the same light photon ~ yet both can’t miss the void one hundred trillion photons hits our eyes each second ~ don’t be devoid By David Kavanagh...

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Roses aren't all red and violets all blue the grass is green most of nature is too. _________________ ...

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I pay attention. I see the sadness in a young schoolgirl’s eyes When she has been cruelly ridiculed and ostracized. For what? She doesn’t look the same As others; too tall, too fat, too blonde. Does she have the wrong last name? I pay attention. I see the old woman setting alone on her sunny porch Accompanied by lush green plants silently...

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Let's eyes see all even that which should not be seen...

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I recognize when you rile me up I know it was getting the best of me I see those energies constantly over me I used to be broken into pieces These games you played were intimidating I let my power diminish to nothing I let it all slide like a damn fool And every time I lost my cool You...

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I am an observer of people, places, and things. I have watched many of them mount up with wings. I have rubbed shoulders with the good, bad, and ugly. Some lingered awhile, and others departed suddenly. The bad and the ugly always come in greater numbers and seem to produce as hardily as summer cucumbers. So, when we observe the good,...

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Chase my tricks of dew among the narcissi that sit atop my window sill with flits of stolen galanthus I pilfered just for you. I hasten that you answer me before the moon twitches at her curtains to sneak a better view. ...

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Life is a diary waiting to be written Observe what is obvious what is hidden what is experienced what is felt A record of life by day by week by year by any moment Twelve diary disciples did just that Procession 1492 Columbus - America first Progression 1660 Pepys - Restoration England Obsession 1836 Darwin - origins of man Expression 1863 Davis - free black woman Impression 1906 Holden - Edwardian...

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