Reservation Poems - Poems about Reservation

Windows open, but the doors closed; Shut up are the cabinet doors; Running water from the faucet flows, pours; Down the counter top; Painted white ceilings but yet there’re dingy yellow; Family sitting at the dinner table yet they’re not together; Clock on the wall battery operated tics-tock-tics-tocks; Every second distance franticly; ~ Ever bodies looking the whole family looking for the mop; 6/3/2024 Written words...

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Everything seems to fit into this morning's vast mosaic as if each piece has been shaped to occupy a given place. Even the broken sea shells that first appeared redundant, strewn haphazardly along the beach now give pause and interest to the sands otherwise featureless reach. Trees occupy their allotted space, the rotunda claims its usual ground and clouds drift the wide freedom of the sky. Silence...

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Lessons Learned from the Tennessee Valley Spoiled have we become!? When you look back from whence, we have begun, the provision of profit to our young, that sheltered them from hard work, and supplied them with ample fun, have we spoiled our generations to come, only to be left undone? The Tennessee Valley in the forties, provided generations of poverty, the aftermath...

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Yesterday we had our vaccination, Developed no hallucinations And certainly no indications Of symptoms, as per some perceptions Feel good we had this vaccination Giving us some protection, Was over in a second, no hallucinations, Or contra indications. Arm was painful, no more or less, a revelation 2nd phase Pfeizer, need no persuasion Indeed, a definite exuberant exhilaration, So many hundreds in the queue, a...

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I sense reservation in your words An attempt to not get caught up in it all again I too, must remind myself daily Sometimes several times a day That I need to leave you be Let you process your grief Lick your own wounds For what she did to you, You, in a sense, also did to me And though my heart wants...

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unrest in the street curfew in place ghost town 8/28/2020...

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You didn't make a reservation I can't believe that's true. We'll have no bed to sleep in. Whatever will we do? My husband had forgotten again. He started t o look around, When he saw a sign that promised A vacancy could be found. "I think it's a flophouse", he muttered. I dropped into the leather chair. There was no way I would sleep in...

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"No reservation?" I scolded. "I can't believe that's true. We'll have no bed to sleep in. Whatever will we do? My husband had forgotten again. He started to turn around When he saw a sign that promised A vacancy would be found. "I think its a flophouse." he muttered. I dropped into leather chair. there was no way I'd sleep in that bed, And my...

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Being a highly self-directed person Knowing how to speak and reason Today’s woman is alive to the sense Of her dignity and the importance Of her private functions straight And domestic domain ultimate Her talent is superb I state In the public domain great Being rational in approach She is cool with no reproach Want to do things best possible And in a...

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I read on the news about first nation people getting sick because of fungus growing in decaying homes babies have body rashes all people are effected by this black mould children have red inflamed skin, the government is listening at long last repairing mould ridden homes or building new homes for first nation people still much to do but this is a beginning __________________________ February 23, 2019 Poetry/Suzette Prime/In...

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Back in the height of our pre-millennial military-industrial post-revolutionary days of competing excess... No, love, Stick with Once upon our Sacred Times... Once upon a time here in the US of Northern Americas we used a Reservation Model to dispose of hopelessly disabled aboriginals, too RightBrain prominent, throw-back quasi-human First EarthNation Nature/Spirit pantheistic wrong-languaged uncolonizing uncultured Tribes. Unfortunately, not all primitive handicaps fit equally well in the same Reservation Stew. For some, these new places were...

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Restricted access keeps us locked up inside where we cannot ever escape Everywhere we go, white picket fences turn into iron bars and barbed wire Safe places do not exist anymore Even the place that we call home has become a barren jail cell of its own Rising sun now symbolizes another day of pain and sorrow and regret Vacant...

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You think that, my favourite time is taking the pan and cooking dinner for you.... Its not true.... I have no obligation, for daily meal preparation, Further more... I find no attraction for your appetite satisfaction.. So therefore, Lets quickly change the situation and make a dinner reservation:-)...

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superman just made a reservation i am in a phone booth penthouse a knock on my door gets my attention there you are, looking like the last time it was the first time you still have those calming brown eyes you still possess that laid back smile in all our routines and the addition of life, i guess we forgot ourselves...

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As Mother Teresa words Echo with in My Mind. So,"You can not save The World,Then save Just One." This is not about Me Anymore My Friends,indeed. It is about the Existence of To Be or not To Be... It is All about You and Your Own Foot work deep inside. Where A Human Heart truly beats repeatedly and harps to...

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