Rut Poems - Poems about Rut

Are you going to drive after this rain, Maybe you should wait for it to dry, For you will only slide into the same old rut, Burrowing this rut deeper and deeper, It will guide your tread but at a cost, The deeper you go the higher the risk, Risk of being stuck in this rut you are...

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These are epigrams by Michael R. Burch Road to Recovery by Michael R. Burch It’s time to get up and at ’em and out of this rut that I’m sat in. A man may attempt to burnish pure gold, but who can think to improve on his mother?—Mahatma Gandhi, translation by Michael R. Burch A mother's heart is God's ultimate masterpiece.—St....

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I woke up morning late, oh, forsake I hope I’m not late. Black Friday! It’s that time of year. The official season for shoppers is here. I hustle simultaneously with rut of shoppers, on the road flocking to stores and malls, while some shop by phones making calls. To bustle for the best deal to get. When prices...

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His life came to a ruinous end Plummeted into insanity The red-bearded painter With his self-hatred, despair and desperation for understanding He drank yellow paint thinking it would make him happy Locked up in a mental asylum that would shatter any person’s self-belief Deceived Vincent cut his earlobe in an unforeseen calamity But he channelled the awful torment into...

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this daylight is relentless the trees are still out there with their ochre with their unwavering brace on the land, frayed yet how I am steadfast, not and more I am kissing the wind ...

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Captured Sometimes I close my eyes so I can't see Sometimes I feel so close So trapped I can't breathe Just want to be by myself Just set me free Just let me be Release me You've got me in this cocoon that I can't pry open So I scratch and I punch and I pull at...

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I am stuck in this rut called life Not going anywhere People around me move forward While I'm mired in despair It's like swimming in a fish tank Or walking in a cage Where the only thing that's moving is my increasing...

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Explosion of ideas in my mind jumbled up, but spoken have no rhyme. Filling the brain with ideas galore Its getting the words out of the idea store. Clever and bright ideas really shine, my struggle is putting them to rhyme. There is a wisdom floating around up there Now to find the right words to share....

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On he goes Lazily Where he ends? Cannot see How’d he get Front of me? Wait, that’s me? Seems to be What the heck? Turn around Let him be Backward bound Up ahead On the path Me again Time to laugh Round the hill Round and round Time to find Higher ground ---------- fancy name for 3-syllable quatrains with xaxa rhyme scheme https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/cethramtu-rannaigechta-moire-poetic-asides...

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Dare challenge me? Then be my guest … The stags enter into a jousting quest, No time now for antlers to rest, The challenger locks his horny crest, With focused stare and forceful zest, A testosterone and power fest, Nature at its Darwinian best. Into the gene-pool He wished to invest, Can he suceed, Survive this test?...

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Stuck in a rut? Punch it right in the gut For if you stay put, in that rut you will rot...

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All one needs savings umpteen Finding an opportunity so cool A bold heart to swim upstream To call it quits so wonderful The monotonous job is a kill joy If controlled by folks crude a lot With none wishing us even a ‘hi’ Micro management they sought Working under an erroneous gender Damages subject and predicate Drains one mentally in a cluster Facing a crafty cunning...

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" A maddening re-tune this flip-optimist. Placid savant of scowl repeated. Thickset, daunt in idle, overly pist. Identical figuring head of lists. Circuit loops to retreat. A maddening re-tune, this flip-optimist. Brave speculating his death-mix. Offspring"s statements over slipped. Thickset, daunt in Idle, overly pist. Color of choosier brown the analyst. Saturates sometime smile. A maddening re-tune, this flip-optimist. Lucidity reminds this Alchemist, of dreams, ink wet for keeping. Thickset,...

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What is happening in the world today? I really wish my life would change Everyday’s exactly the same Nothing differs in a good way And I got no’ one else to blame It’s like a picture in a frame Just a pawn in god’s game I was given this life I didn’t make it To have to put up with all this Eventually...

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When every day is a redo of yesterday When every hour is the same as the hour before And the day before and the days of the weeks before Enthusiasm dissipates rapidly and completely Excitement dies Discouragement sets in So…. Shake out your dancing shoes. Grab your tennis racket. Call the person you have always wanted to get to know better. Make a lunch date. Run...

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