Proactive Poems - Poems about Proactive

By being proactive, you’ll find That you leave many problems behind. Grab the bull by the horns And avoid all the thorns That might prick you when you’re flying blind. Just some Googling and reaching out May eliminate stressing from doubt Or you might find you’re stuck And be plumb out of luck Which, to most, is what life is about....

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EarthTribe questions partisan polarization Of healthy democratic co-governing care Of enriching polypathic sex care Of inter-religious multicultural wealth care... About abundance within spacious sacred RightBrain silence more powerful and enlightening than mere LeftBrain monological chattering dominance About in-between apartheid times both sacred and profane, comedic and tragic, mono- and poly- theistic passions universally unitarian, Yang and yintegral dipolar co-arising organic health and wealth care Patriarchal ego-giving out to EarthMother receiving in and vice-versa co-gravitating...

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Always positive life alive, physics, chemistry body, soul, interaction. We are this activeness, reality without mime we act out of necessity to process harmony carrying cosmic vitality, exhaling all magic...!...

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Be ready Every day and Prepared to do Rigorous tasks with much Order And do not dive into Conflict by not doing The task at hand. It takes to have a plan and Vigor to do what is right Everyday....

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(alternatively titled: tardy duff fender of assertiveness, especially after adjusting following insanity clause affixed with rubber baby-buggy bumpers) Methinks I nearly got snookered courtesy CVS employee at store number 7569 (address: 1206 North Gravel Pike, Zieglerville, Pennsylvania 19492) September ninth, two thousand and twenty. Saleswoman rattled off spiel regarding CVS Carepass program the missus immediately became suspicious of aforementioned deal every month five dollars debited from checking account, figurative...

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As I recall, it was the second of four years of college in a study for the gospel ministry. It was my World History class that was being taught by a very learned instructor who was also the president of the college. ...

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When we say, If only, it leads on to a wish Be it for a sunny summer, or to catch a bigger fish, For honest politicians, for zero income tax A world without Al Queda, or more time to relax. Usually it’s someone else, we think should make the change But if we turn the words around, our lives we...

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Gray skies loom over the dark mountains all around. Strong wind blows old leaves rolling across the street. Branches are thrown about on the dry tan grass. The branch is gone, once it breaks to fall on bare ground. Single clouds spout bursts of tears even with blue skies. The leaves still hanging tremble like someone with fear. It makes me...

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