Short Outgrow Poems

Why
We need sacraments 
 To Outgrow pretty human life
Become like Father Christ
Through Father Christ
Children of Eternal God
Freedom
Glory

YOUCAT 172...

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Must say my sweet charming friend Mo
Starts me off with love which I NEVER outgrow
Forever and ever
Forget her never
Takes my waning years to a loving plateau...

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He is my friend; I will never leave him.
We humored our puppy for a while,
thinking he would outgrow his love for his owl.
He never did.
They spend their days together 
On one dog bed....

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It can't be fooled, your old nose knows
If it smells like a rat it sure ain't no crow
So trust your snout
As an advanced scout
If it's in error, it's one you'll never outgrow...

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And before coming down even faceless,
God hails in jive knowing lots much,
not only picking quickly raw stardust,
to utter violent words: “Xmas, Yule, zzZZZ”.
Men naïvely outgrow Patriarch’s quotation....

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Her love of frogs borders on obsession, her relatives said.
Her mother nodded, unconcerned in her all-knowing head.
But when will she outgrow it? Her cousins asked kind of mean.
“I doubt if ever," said her mother, “She’s the frog-loving queen.”...

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at a certain age
grandchildren outgrow you
this speaks well of them
natural consequences of having peers and interests

at a certain age
you are given lots of extra time 
to develop your own hobbies and interests
enjoy this time, spend it wisely...

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When I was a child, I had a stuffed E.T. doll
Everything I did, he too would do it all

He was my constant companion
To the openess skies and the deepest canyons

I never did outgrow my best friend
Though his tattered arms and legs would join his end

I only wish I had him back
To quell my often anxiety attacks...

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Look in the mirror 
What do you see
A beautiful person
Don’t you agree?

Unless you don’t know
just how you bright you glow
Then Don't look at what you show
Eventually That we all will outgrow

Instead Check inside your heart 
For the bad or for the good
That's where it matters 
outside is simply just a hood....

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Speck  o' speck,
can you enlarge,
and grow,
raising all eyebrows,
you do,
and they do,
you envelope,
and they are engulfed,
then it all busts,
and you are back to million specks,
scattered and littered,
they are back to eyes screwed,
waiting for next speck to outgrow.


this is what happens with all fame and wealth....

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Last night
I was able
to outgrow myself …
again
for the very
first time

Life was unspun
in the moment
relayed
where tomorrow
and yesterday
rhyme

Competing with
the future
the sky
and the moon
my wandering
complete

Turning my
destiny
inside out
my nature
expanding
—replete

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
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The thing about bunnies
I find rather funny:
it’s hard to have only two.
You put them together 
in any old weather,
and one thing is certainly true:
that before you know it,
that cage? They’ll outgrow it,
and you’ll be cooking up stew.
But you’d best take care
to leave a matched pair,
Or your soup-making days will be through....

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You lie there frail and fractal
A shell battered against the shore
Polished and broken
Calm colors cloak extravagant design
Home to lost crabs
Who outgrow and abandon
Treasure to tourists and salesmen
Who display and forget
You twirl and contort your bold lines to please
One day you may break
Become a weapon
A thousand particles of sand...

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It's time for a poem
  Time to show 'em:
Sonnets, I can flow 'em
  Rhymes, I can grow 'em

Tricks, I've come to know 'em
  Haikus, I can rainbow 'em
Fibonaccis, I can forgo 'em
  Hidden meanings, I can stow 'em

Limericks, I'll never outgrow 'em
  Clerihews, I'll not let go of 'em
Images, I can Van Gogh 'em
  Monorhymes, I like to sow 'em...

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what do you do when forever splinters and tears?
and you are left with shadows and memories
that turn to vapor in the sun
what does forever bring that youth can't outgrow?
and the eraser will always be more powerful than the pencil
because time doesn't stop for love or grief
the only certainty in life is pain
and yet without the pain, where is the meaning?...

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Leaves of blood red and amber gold
Before we rake and bag this mess
We jump and roll and toss them high
Under October, Midwest skies

The air is crisp and smells of fall
Colder months are on their way
The days are shorter than before
What will winter have in store

But for now we enjoy this day
Playing the way kids always do
Not thinking about the tomorrows
Or this time we will soon outgrow...

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Reframe the vision they see of your life
make it seem real easy put on a show;
They tend to wield your past just like a knife; 
Selfies and status updates you outgrow 
reset the loop just let them think they know;
Create an illusion laced with control; 
Put those vacant views into a black hole,
walk away turn your back on what’s toxic; 
What is visible is never the whole;
Just stack that deck become a magic trick....

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1:

One day I'll go to college, but where will I go?
It seems so soon, but will my life move slow?

How do I apply, and show what I know?
Should I make a list of every con and pro?

What school am I above, where I am below?
Do I decide with my friends, who I may outgrow?

Do I go where I want, and follow the flow?
How do I say goodbye, much less hello?

I wish I could see the answer...
where will I go?


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Rare are those among us 
who gain wisdom 
without errors,

without overstepping a line 
we are not allowed 
to go beyond,

without daring to be different
from what we are
supposed be.

Yet, they're the ones who do 
the perilous trailblazing 
for all of us,

who map out the constraints 
that we can outgrow and 
must overcome,

who, in the frenzy of finding out 
what's beyond, must draw 
the first blood!...

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toys with thread
smiles- wide open plastic
eyes- cotton blood-
curled in the arms of
unknowns.
play with it- lay, don't
stay with it- crave its
compliant comfort- outgrow
it- don't know it at all.
sewn to be soft & ready-
picked from the shelf so
steady- warmed to sleep
unalone- torn, unravelled,
thrown.
toys- loved without language-
without reason- short lived
nonlives- unclosable wide
open eyes- disposable- no
goodbye....

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There are moments we wished had never ended
Memories that could linger on
Bring back those days when my heart was egulfed in so much laughter
The craziness of our youth we wished we would forever live in
An era I desired we shouldn't outgrow
Now my cheeks are filled with grey smiles
In the timidity of adolescence
We didn't realise we would grow old
Though my mind is filled with so much pain
I knew I could lean on the grips of happy times...

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Rare are those among us  who can learn
        without committing errors,
without daring to become a bit more
        than we are allowed to be,
without overstepping a line we are prohibited
        from going beyond.

But they're the ones who do the perilous
        trailblazing for most of us,
who map out the obstacles we can outgrow
        and must overcome,
who, in the frenzy of finding what's beyond,
        must draw the first blood!...

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The lights fade but my love stays

Waves flow as your beauty glows

When I stare into your eyes time slows
So I can enjoy the show
Reassuring the love will never go

Your smile must have been made by Vincent van Gogh
Cause it will never outgrow

It makes me warm inside from head to toe
You mean the world to me if you didn't already know
And I will never stop fighting for the gifts that you bestow


3/13/2017...

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In fall, Boomer Halloweens produce orange and black memories;
     will I ever outgrow treat-laden bags and glowing pumpkins? 
Van Gogh's flaming handiwork draws crowds in the Blue Ridge;
     he paints the trees, but God does the skies.
The slanting sunlight creeps up my back, 
     its lengthening rays whispering “snow.”
Manic animals off their meds gather food.
     Stashes forgotten, they must follow winter's diet.
Sleep comes early to me now.
In fall....

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When first asleep, my thoughts starts slow,
I hear your voice in my head so soft and low.

These fantasies I can't outgrow,
but I had started thinking about you a long ago. 

your hand are small, soo tiny you can come into my arms,
you are so beautiful and have that all charm.

your skin glazed with a shining glow,
looking at you my body tosses to and fro...

let us hold each other's hand and go with the flow,
and I like you very much, I think you know....

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