Short Disregards Poems

The more Man disregards nature's immutable laws the closer his demise brings!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
       18 August 2018...

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Profit means profit		
                                     shows intention and motive 		
                                            Dog disregards gems...

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Bear Grylls
warns us not to brave the ice.
That is until
he quickly disregards his own advice.



NOTE: For those that don't know, Bear Grylls is the host of Man vs. Wild. It's a show that teaches you how to survive in the wilderness......

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Ambition hits her normally at wee hours
But effort is all so useless
She disregards every door with unstrained rudeness

People advice for a mechanical practice 
But force brings internal cheapness
She wiggles spitting at people's foolishness...

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Truth can be found in the Bible
if one disregards the minister
and accepts the heart

Interpretation is just that
more fiction than fact--
to stop a living word
is to define it

Love needs only freedom
and not chants and icons

Christ never left us...

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So she just pushes up her glasses,
And tucks back a piece of hair. 
She puts her bloody hands underneath the desk,
And straightens up in her chair.

She has to be there for her friends,
And of course, she knows.
Her feelings aren't those that matter,
She must fight bother her own and others' foes....

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A winter's walk
on Commonwealth Avenue
Kathy I said 
this reminds me of 1992
I dreamed of Harvard then
and Catcher in the Rye
I am a rock
I could see Boston from my mind's eye
Now I have patches on my sleeves like
I passed some kind of test
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
and disregards the rest...

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Indian say white man speak with forked' tongue

     He took land kill buffalo and my young

          Great Spirit hear entreaty

               White man disregards treaty

                    Me think he talk heap of buffalo dung

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Entry for PDs "Indian Giver" Contest...

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my heart aches past breaking
I have to hunch to breathe
my ribs are sore from crying
no tears left 
more sorrow than can be counted
more fear 
that you are at the hands of a monster
who beats you
and disregards your sobriety
and you go back
go back for more
exchanging faces, still the same man
how did you come to have so little
love for yourself
when I love you so?
I always always loved you so....

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Lot of things are being disregarded
Which doesn't meant what being ignored
But why it is 
Even the fact, truth , source...

Even though the reality been ignored
Facts are getting disappear
Truth's are drowning in the depth
What about the reason for those disregards?

Whether because of what they were ignored?
Even the care have been in the state of disregard
Reasons too.
Still "Being Ignored" without reasons....

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If we could be hero's,
On one given day,
Who would you pray for,
And who would you save...?
How could you choose,
Just who to forgive,
When life's still deciding,
The ones to let live...
A hero is someone,
Who disregards life,
Not that of others,
So they sacrifice....
Who knowingly willingly,
Comes in harms way,
Just so another,
Can live one more day...
If ever a time came,
And I got the call,
I'm saving the life of one,
Who'd save us all......

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Love is insatiable, it is imperious.
Love is unchangeable, it is poisonous.
Love is beckoning, and it disregards.
Love is questioning, and it mars.
Love is strenuous, it is invaluable.
Love is relentless, it is ever fallible.
Love is deceitful, and it damages.
Love is feasible, and it bandages.
Love is everything, for it is advantage.
Love through anything, for it manages.
Love gets testing, and always imperfect.
Love is contesting, and always worth it....

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She moves to kiss me from above, 
her body over mine, 
moves to brush back her hair, 
to keep it from my face, 
when, 
stopping her hand I draw her closer,
and, nearing me, 
her hair falls around my head.
A curtain, golden, for us, 
just her and me, 
intensifying intimacy, 
and concealing us, 
just her and me, 
in a golden dusk 
that, as it closes, 
disregards all the world, 
but her and me. 
Her eyes, 
her lips, 
her breath, 
her mouth.
And me....

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As the spirit and the flesh,
juxtaposed and jostling,
against each other,
the essence and the letter of the law,
so tussle.

Alas, when in application,
the letter of the law, 
disregards the spirit of the law;
lawfully, the law becomes libelous,
operatively, the law becomes oppressive,
willfully, those who wield the might of the law, 
become agents of oppression.

Unintentionally, the intent of the law is interred,
essentially, the essence of the law is tarnished....

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A snarly-mouthed, cross-eyed, pessimist with an attitude toward mean.
Ann Marie disregards opinions that are not her own.
The town has ignored her for so long, few people remember her name.
She speaks in a pirate’s brogue when she speaks, which is not often.
Mostly to a newcomer who is brave enough to say “hello” to her.
Her relatives parted ways long ago, even though she still lives here.
She is satisfied with their arrangement.
So are the other six thousand and twenty-two residents....

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