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Self Prose Poems

These Self Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Self. These are the best examples of Prose Self poems written by international poets.


Consider God
Consider God is a supernatural being who created our existence. Everything has a beginning and an end. The first atom of matter did not self...

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Categories: creation, god, time,



BE TURE TO YOU
No matter what do
Or where you go
Your self no
BE TURE
TO  YOU...

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Categories: prose, adventure,

Premium Member Encouraging My Adolescent Self
Grow out your wings first 
Before you flap them, little bird
Your wings aren't strong enough 
To fly just yet; keep your feet firmly 
Planted on...

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Categories: prose, encouraging, inspirational,

Spindleshanks Ain't No Legend
Spindleshanks Ain't No Legend...

But sits here donned in his foreign
aged (not so lovely) bag of bones
barely functioning surviving, but by
skin off his teeth, (which explains
dentures)...

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Categories: prose, 6th grade, 7th grade,

The Curse On My Lineage
In These Days, We Prayed
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The Curse On My Linage 


Oh linage 
I now sit and wonder,
why thou have grown so slow in progress
And wasteful in...

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Categories: prose, adventure, africa, age, allusion,

Ape
Hairless 
Ape.
Thinking 
Ape.
Eons in the
making.
Struggling to
understand.
Understand its
place in things.
Understand how
It came to be.
Understand what
being even is.
Time passes
ideas arise.
Competing ideas.
Ideas on all 
matters.
Waring ideas, 
establish power,
establish...

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© JG Collins  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prose, art,

Is Death The Meaning Of Life
It seems appropriate this Easter Sunday [4/21/19] as I write this to ask THE question humans have asked since we developed our unique-- to the...

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Categories: allusion, angst, atheist, faith,



true self
true self:

lying on the pillowy bed
i count my breath

running from random thoughts
like jonah fleeing nineveh

i encounter a system of larks
realizing that the observable

universe is transient
and...

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© Rick Davis  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prose, religious,

dear God
dear God:

my self-absorption
leaves me

limp as rain.
my thoughts are lonely –

like a bathtub
full of ice

but your love
diminishes introspection

and is more
real than earth.

Your grace
dances into my heart

in...

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© Rick Davis  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: religious,

Silver Linings
Look for the silver lining in everything you see,
Not all things are as they seem to be.

Abuse lurks behind poverty, frowns, money, and smiles.
Nobody knows...

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Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,

The Back Pew
He drags his feet in the gravel parking lot. Almost afraid to enter the Chapel doors where Momma had him baptized, for the first time....

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Categories: anxiety, devotion, faith, god,

Eating Badly
Eating Badly with diabetes is a Suicide Mission.

I know, because Artur Anczarski, says so.

He is the Prophet, he is the Saint,
And nothing he says, is...

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Categories: prose, appreciation, depression, food, introspection,

SWEET ON YOU
i can't help my self
don't won't no one els
love all yo do too
AM
SWEET ON YOU...

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Categories: prose, angel, candy,

Premium Member I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted soft hands in your hands, someone to hold...

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Categories: prose, longing, love, sad love,

Freedom
It appears that I was both half asleep and awake.  For all intents and purposes, let's just call it a dream. There was a...

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Categories: prose, america, animal, freedom,

Premium Member Rise and Shine Women
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Categories: encouraging, uplifting,

Premium Member CLASSIFIED PART THREE
The photograph that Tim had shown me a few hours earlier certainly did not do it justice.
From what I could see it was a large...

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Categories: science fiction,

Premium Member Nocturnal Rhapsody

Without belching
or hiccupping misty smoke,
the waiting sea
swallowed the setting sun;
up popped the bright
mirror-ball moon. 

The quiet sky sprinkled its self
with twinkling stars
as the restless wind...

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Categories: prose, beauty, metaphor, moon, night,

Instincts
One day,
eyes open.
Open
to
see what
is.
Look around.
Look to see,
see what 
we are.
See where
we are.
Do what
we do. 
Driven.
Driven to
to do what
we do.
Why?
Instincts, 
programmed 
into our
being,
our soul.
No choice,
must be
what...

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© JG Collins  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prose, art,

Humility In America
It's said 100 million Americans watched the Superbowl, which like a religious event is held on Sunday. I wonder if 100 million Americans have ever...

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Categories: appreciation, football, god, humanity,


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