Short Feeble Minded Poems

Breath in, Breath out, and let Knowlege take it's root and uproot feeble minded violence....

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Mentality

Feeble-minded
indecisive, brainless
vacillating, lacking, faltering
spineless, pathetic, self-assured, secure
imparting, convincing, unwavering
decisive, intelligent
confidence


© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 22, 2010

Poetic Form: Diamante...

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In need of socks on my feet
frantically I search the floor 
naked and depleted
feeble minded, missing home..

drowning on the surface
of black river, floating alone
she swallowed the stars
selfishly born, kingdom unworn

scattered pieces of intentions
fed with contempt
on a cold unused bed
kindled animation, moonless breath...

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My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted. 
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible. 
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.

http://lovestruehome.com/...

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In my bed, my childhood teddy layers next to me.
Absent mindedly I trace his now tattered seams,
And his matted brown fur from years of tears and hugs.

Even though I'm old and gray, privately we talk.
No, I'm not feeble-minded as some might think.
I talk to Teddy of my thoughts I had that day.

As long as I can speak, my Teddy is my guy.
He's my greatest listener where so many are not.
If he begins to talk, they'll surely take me away....

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BROKEN HOPELESSLY HEAL--

I come before you broken;
Where is my healer
Where are those hands,that molded me;
Broken hopelessly heal
It's hard for me feel
That there's a creator that will leave me broken
So in my feeble mind I find
That I'm hopelessly heal
Can't believe how I feel
Where's my happiness
I'm embarrass 
Sadness has me by my heels
Broken and sad feeble minded
I was broken some how now I'm
Hopelessly heal
2/1/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©...

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Remembering the past my mind become, 
	worst as if my love is dot,
to add the final touch as the, 
	flower that I lost.
To be feeble minded, thee I transferred, 
	to a second with my narrow ring, 
	often the points to be own or lost,
like "a new flaming dart"
but my past speaks something,
with its waves in my mind to be blast.

A praise for her may not be sufficient, 
	thee there is a double cross,
the moon and stars may help her 
not to remember the living past....

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The bulldog has been awakened
beware of what’s been told
For the weak and feeble minded
his wrath will soon unfold

Another woman basher 
has made his way onto the field
You simply are no match 
your fate has now been sealed

Men and Women are both equal 
don’t let your ego lead you astray
The cowards now show their colors 
they think the soup is a buffet

The bulldog strolls for justice 
he protects the women of PS
He’s coming now for you
he’ll stop your trolling and BS...

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