Seminar Poems - Poems about Seminar

I asked my Sacred Arts and Science professor why seminars work and play better in feminist circles than claustrophobic minion lines of lectured from teacher's desk above S/he sings in rings of paradox, "When you ask about warm creative safe-feeling circles and not defensive feeling lines of waiting for your ego-identified return, You also speak of integral compassion and not disintegrative dispassion, of pleasure and not pain and loss and suffering Deeply listening and...

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In schools' time tables better stay, In conversations have its way, Of hope offers a genuine ray: The sex act not a thing of play... Children could themselves with sex slay, For its sought chance fervently pray, No longer for Fried-Rice filled tray; Fried Rice thrash with fun far from gay... In schools' time tables won't hatch fray; Cases high who has gone astray: Big...

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The seminar guy is yelling at the teachers. They are doing their best to ignore him. He is twelve, and yelling without realizing How irritating his voice is or how many he has already lost. I know teachers. They do not enjoy wasting their time. They are doing many things, showing him the tops of their heads. It matters not. He...

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When put into groups I know that I never have to worry or step up because there is always an A1. Arrogant One reaches for the group paper And the one blue marker, because She or he knows that no one can do anything as well as she or he can. It is supposed to be...

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In an age of great techniques aplenty there is one that’s many centuries old for this one is so full of godly wisdom take it on learn well what has been told The Bible’s book of godly wisdom in Proverbs chapter 22 verse six it tells how a child be taught well keeping them in wisdom no quick fix This early age training...

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