Schemata Poems - Poems about Schemata

...what you think of you determines your choices reflecting your schemata every day actions show your character are you lethargic or productive? every day is a blank page in your book of life ......Read the rest...

...We see things as we are Not as other people or things are We see things according to Our prejudices Our assumptions Our ideas Our background Our experiences How else could we possibly see the......Read the rest...

...All Chevy drivers are dangerous; they cannot drive. I search for a few minutes, finding the Chevy emblem. Watch stealthily, sure enough he cuts in front of me. Proving my theory. Now I change m......Read the rest...

...I am painting trees with facial features They are orange, pink, green, black…. Some with stripes Some with slashes Some plain I lie Plain does not fit into my schemata I want to paint a azur......Read the rest...

...young of course but strong homeless sometimes resilient always she came to us on a Tuesday walked up the hill carrying an old suitcase full of her plays and poems her ideas were magical. they......Read the rest...

...The mad woman of Chi knew it all. Her head made her exceedingly tall. Her schemata was wide. Held way down deep inside. In an arrogant brain that was closed and small.......Read the rest...

...Where are your words? Who wants to know? What should you be saying that you have forgotten to say? What should you be saying to yourself? To revitalize yourself? Self-deprecation does not work ......Read the rest...

...Charisma wafts into my dreams Teasing my wise brain dendrites Showing them connections to my pathway toward empathy. Enthusiasm is squarely winning Taking charge of my artistic muse who is pe......Read the rest...

...Edlah was a walking apology. You knew he was coming by his stance. Shoulders slumped, head down. Insecurities pre-announced him a block before his arrival. Someone had done a great job convinci......Read the rest...

...I felt your aura arrive days before you did; the sun shone brighter than she ever had. She pranced in the garden, streaking the flowers, adoring the faeries, lifting my soul. Something is about......Read the rest...

...Whirling comprehensions Swirled into dendrite paths Confusing me greatly Shook my schemata Woods and wind blowing through brain Howling at me, challenging beliefs Not ready Who would be?......Read the rest...

...She floated into my dreams that day, Stealing my wealth, Shaking my roots, ignoring my prior convictions. She had a different opinion, Determined to shake me and shine me. I was a boot, toss......Read the rest...

...It is difficult to believe others when they are saying something that is beyond our comprehensive boundaries of truth. It is hard to take them seriously when what they said they saw or heard or ......Read the rest...

...We live in our houses Cocooned in our ways, Agreeing In the correctness of ourselves. Sure we are Right. Seeing the world through our one point of view. ......Read the rest...

...angel glorious spiritual self helps only when summoned angel but ghost creepily contributes how? reason is self-serving ghost soul self part that lives perpetual guided by schemata ......Read the rest...