Pavlovian Poems - Poems about Pavlovian

...We (the missus and I) kvell for Katz TOASTER PASTRIES! I prefer to craft a poem for no rhyme nor reason expressing heartfelt pleasure to our highly refined palate versus presenting tasty, yumm......

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...On the paths of cheap thinking, steps are lost in the dust Of a road worn down by conformism demanding its toll, For it's costly to step out of line, to defy the line drawn With white chalk on the......

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...Where does it all come from... Our every thought and what we feel? As basic urges give way to instinct, And thoughtful action seeks to heal. Now some may oversimplify, t......

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...Blech - impossible mission to savor mug of ginger tea... When the entire mug awash with floating leavings by golly by gosh, sipping said herbal brew analogous challenge to eat spaghetti squas......

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...Perched up on the shelf Watching me as I go by Knowing that I can't resist Your chocolate sugar high Your triangular packaging Triggers a pavlovian response An uncontrollable craving An und......

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...He sits up; alert His head turns sideways, I swear with a grin He slowly performs an extended stretch A furrowed brow; my best friend It's a pattern of behaviors A Pavlovian routine I've come ......

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...Pavlov got it right I feel, conditional behaviour we never seem to lose This one revisits sometimes for me and dog, but over time it seems to weaken Last year we walked away from our previous l......

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...something tragic happened to the girl no one knows what she began to write poetry no one knows why bluebirds turned into ravens ships sunk in calm harbors men turned overnight into mon......

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...Upon Googling Petco regarding purchasing gift card for eldest daughter (she tends two beautiful female felines) Petsmart website appeared right and center innocuously distracting purported inten......

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... Oh, let my blood thicken, as in front of my computer I type. Who cares if my retinas are being destroyed? For we are being led down an electronic primrose path like bleeting sheep to t......

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...Do you hear the whispers? They are all around for those who listen. I prefer to ignore the noise, For out of darkness the voices are risen. He did this, and she did that; If it needs to be spoke......

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...A man wearing funeral clothes Tongue tied, an unspoken tryst. He smiles, like an affectionate holocaust A quadrupedal wood, the locus of a hoover act. An assigned peacemaker painted Over the ......

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...Lower gastrointestinal war civil declared because sweet tooth (er...rather dentures) craved absolute zero sum game yoking, wickedly villainous, x'acting tummy upsetting Pavlovian salivating, roma......

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...Deep at heart Tim is a dreamer and longs for 'that' dream And still and in certain arrest he is a child of gone times His parents Hans and Ida had told him in misleading terms ‘You......

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...-------------------------------------------------------- The Cinematic Film Treatment as Poetic Element -------------------------------------------------------- Mechanical Intervention in the ......

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