Short Paradigm Poems
Short Paradigm Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Paradigm by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Paradigm by length and keyword.
I vow to attain a conscious paradigm shift
Through manifesting love completely evolving,
So we may transcend, cosmically ascending.
The gray separating black and white
Wow
Read one way, an awe inspiring comment
Read another way, sarcasm
What color is your paradigm?
When lifting hair was not a crime
Tonto was ahead of his time
He saw a bald Ranger
Whose mask made him stranger
A real pandemic paradigm!
Fossil powered gas coal and crude
Got miners and some roughnecks screwed
With solar and wind
Their fate could be pinned
On working with fuel that's renewed
If doctrine and dogma
held a conference with reality
and an agreement was reached
on a common philosophy and set of tenants
Would that be a paradox or paradigm shift?
Let us with remaining time write new a paradigm
That we may believe what we do not know
Taste the honey we lick the sour lips of tart lime
Share fond memories we cannot show
Reality doesn’t come
with perfection
Its paradigm rooted
and flawed
To love an ideal
its fantasy sealed
The truth found in mores
—not law
(Dreamsleep: September, 2023)
Patience is a virtue when casting a line
One never know how many damn times
Fishing requires drinking
Sitting and thinking
Catching fish doesn't enter the paradigm
No matter how we achieve life's paradigm
A truism is foremost, in the mists of time
Love is the answer
It's life's enhancer
Like paintings by DaVinci or Monet sublime
Almost eighty-three and can't remember a time
When peace ruled the Earth when freedom bells chimed
Got ten years or so
Remaining but whoa
The odds are not promising for a different paradigm
Some say I am the queen of rhyme,
get meter perfect every time.
So these four lines to top should climb
if Bobby likes this paradigm.
March 1, 2019
Contest: I Am A Winner
Sponsor: Bobby May
LOVE AND HATE
I am listening to the song of love and hate
Are you listening to the hate of love
The poetry is nonsense and prorate
Everything is paradigm and berate
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando February 4, 2017
Dear someone,
there are no funerals
for the flesh
no hospitals
for the mind
no curtains and no cremations
for all out pretty words
paradigm,
you can't save every patient
sweet,
a corpse would warm your bed
Before you fall,
you’ve got to stand
Your voice once stalled,
no reprimand
The paradigm floats,
on swamps that drain
Where praise cries out,
false hope again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Crossing over
into the realm
of non-description
reference and paradigm
sleep alone
Borders falling inward
upon themselves
leaving only what
the mind forgoes
—and the soul forbids
(The New Room: 1-15-2025)
Before you fall,
you’ve got to stand
Your voice once stalled,
fates reprimand
The paradigm floats,
on swamps that drain
Where praise cries out
—false hope again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Not just a plastic peg
You reflect the light below
Born into a guiding template
Cast members for the show
We play until our light burns out
Game rules as old as time
Look within and find the source
A true self paradigm
Find me beneath the waves of time
Floating endlessly in the dark
I struggle with life's paradigm
Hear motion of its clock hands mark
This ticking of time I can't flee
In the end my death will find me
1/18/17
Find Me in Six
Sown by beings courageous
The seeds of unsayables
Streak across landscapes echoless,
Vast and conscious of our mindsets,
To sprout home a shift paradigm
That gives insights to the sightless, quake not,
And voices to the mute.
Eighty years old and can't remember a time
When peace ruled the Earth and freedom bells chimed
Maybe 10 years or so
Remaining but whoa
The odds are not promising for a different paradigm
© Jack Ellison 2015
A poppet swings upon a paradigm of flight.
Cruising at an altitude below the starry night.
Its wings made out of vines.
Its seat reverberates in oak.
A poppet’s pure airborne oxygen of sight.
3/14/2018
To hell and back I'd fight.
A small price to pay
For the euphoria you bring.
I shall never despair.
This quest I do embark
Is worth a million words.
Endless is my search.
We are the paradigm of forever
And together we shall be.
At 1st, Words On Words ...
Engage Exceptions,
Uncertainty Opened,
Tension, Thought,
Comprehension, Insights Discovered,
Fresh Paradigm Apprehension !
And All Started,
With the Ramchal's Call for Dialectic Investigation
A POINT TO MAKE
Points, to make a point expressions by impressions, lots and lots of dots a paradigm in paint, impressionist it ‘aint.Unique yes, inanimate I guess, poetic proportionate pictorial pointillistic perhaps, our eye fills in the gaps.
He had one goal, the "American dream" paradigm.
Giving his wife and kids everything but his time.
Working more and more to reach his perceived level of contentments.
He died alone, suffocating neath the weight of his "accomplishments."