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Processing
Sturdy oak creaks as my weight shifts, hands tangling in my hair. My chair scrapes hardwood as I begin to pace. Processing... Processing... The flickering lamp casts strange shadows on the walls. I sit back down. I can’t possibly write this standing up. You always ask me how I’m processing. What am I supposed to...

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Categories: processing, anxiety, conflict, god, prayer,
Form: Free verse
Processing Pride
He cleaned his gun Polishing the anger with disdain Caring nothing for the life Taken and the one that remains ...unforgiven She cries for her loss Always dragging her cross All over town The town joke Among the country folk Still in her wedding gown ...unloved They shout profanity At the right to choose But even after victory They lose ...hearing We rail at authority Engaging the majority To join the fight Seeing what we...

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Categories: processing, pride,
Form: Rhyme



Stuck
Looking for the right track and knowing not to look back. Can't imagine letting go and allowing feelings to show. Life stopped on that day, lost in the process along the way Words will remain silent, racing thoughts are precedent Six months after the final beat of your heart feelings are scattered, keeping us apart. Searching for an answer to ease the mind. Acceptance is something...

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Categories: processing, bereavement, death, how i
Form: Rhyme
Processing
COMPUTATIONAL SUMMONS ... DAMNATION'S DEMONS DRIVE INTELLIGENT MACHINES. HELL BOUND IN CIRCUITRY BOARDS WITH DIGITAL IMAGING A GODFORSAKEN ENIGMA BUILT IN INFERNO'S HOT SILICON MATRIX. DESOLATIONS DIVINITIES RULE A VIRTUAL LABYRINTH. THE CELESTIALS CREATED MAN! MAN DESTROYED THE DIVINE, INSANE! THE PROFANE CREATED SACRED MACHINES OF TWISTED LOGIC, SPARKS RAIN!...

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Categories: processing, anger, bible, christian, creation,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Still Processing, Please Don'T Wait
Does sacred Mother Eartha too often want to stop the world to process Her nuanced feelings? Does our desecrating Dad too seldom demand we stop to consider grace and win/win gratitude for creative dance as it has systematically developed to this current post-millennial date to partisan fancy prance? Revisiting loyalty to Earth's global systems of nutritional economics and cooperative psychological bicameral enlightenment of healthy democracy bipartisan empowerment Solidarity with RightBrain...

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Categories: processing, culture, earth, education, feelings,
Form: Political Verse



Processing the System: Introduction
It was in the water Where receptors were numbed As currents of pain and pleasure Were systematically being gummed Blinded eyes gazed at silence Forked tongues hissed at words The machine making adjustments Were the loud sounds players heard Not for me, can't have Move along little doggie, just get through Suffering is your lot in life Precious Blue can't always find, and rescue you Words, sentences,...

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Categories: processing, growth,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Processing
Please bear with me. I am processing all this. Probably through some PTSD. My only way to process this, is to write It has been such a long, ongoing fight I remember April 7th, the sudden tiredness that hit I was afraid I wouldn't wake up, if I closed my eyes a bit The fever went on for days,...

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Categories: processing, appreciation, care, health, prayer,
Form: Rhyme
Let Your Processing Be Pure
Be converted… and become as little children That’s truly the only way to be free. Before being subjected to the harshness of the world before your head was filled with voices the algorithm of the world our oppressors. Before we got so confused Rewind, go back and remember Not all these customs are ours. Not all these voices belong to us. They belong to other...

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Categories: processing, bible, corruption, how i
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Nature Processing
NATURE PROCESSING Nature versatile on evolution. originates from inorganic state, transcends into organic formation. ...

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Categories: processing, 12th grade, appreciation, nature,
Form: Sonnet
The Grid
A mother of eight Left to raise them on her own Damn that man...for dying And leaving her lost, alone A soldier of valor Stood his ground in the face of fear Now, he is court marshaled For the lies they wanted to hear A child hides in a closet Hearing every thwack of the belt Fighting the concern welling up To be experienced, processed, felt .......no...

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Categories: processing, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Processing
Conceal my face. The jagged lines Cut away an inch- no more. Uproot the grey and secrete a bed Of black as night. Contort my frame And guard my gait With bated breath I sent for flowers Signed in concealed hands A name that will not exist I was twenty feet tall And the Statue of Liberty Wilted at her knees as I breezed aside In a moment In...

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Categories: processing, age, anxiety, art, body,
Form: Free verse
Inner Processing
I heard what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger What would you die for, what do you long for? Are you willing to sacrifice everything you have for the chance to transcend? Or will you stay in the comfortable confines of a stable life. What message does that send? We have but one life to live as we...

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Categories: processing, adventure, dedication, imagination, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Processing
Insisted tight-fisted hard fisted, too. Resistin' when necessary or, hey, when not. Assertions without backup facts get votes. Disappearance when overwhelmed whole 'nother story....

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Categories: processing, sympathy,
Form: Rhyme
Processing Infinity
Binary system, Ones and zeros don't exist- Broken Computer....

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Categories: processing, philosophy
Form: Haiku
Processing Uncertainty
I have seen to much suffering and pain Shattered feelings As I look out my windowpane It’s more in-depth than you can imagine Terrorism to desecrate and intimidate The tragedy more than you can fathom I put on the TV tonight Things just aren’t right My heart fell, my face dropped More killing and more hurt...

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Categories: processing, confusion, death, war,
Form: Lyric

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