Short Unexamined Poems
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I write, my heart spilling onto the page, for the alternative is the quiet death of unexamined days.
You wanted
a knight in shining armor
that I could never be
but you were too shortsighted
to realize that I knew the path
to your liberation
and you turned a blind eye
when I tried
to point out the road home
ignored my every whisper
as the clues
went blindly unexamined
chrysalis tears
meconium oozes
soft wings cling
butterfly’s
pupal fluid
red like blood
caterpillar and chrysalis
combine to change
ugly duckling to swan
first flight
like a falling forest tree
without sound
without witnesses
beauty unexamined
unmounted
If it is that there is luck,
fortune, flower and boom,
tell how,
for then would be peace of mind,
if not the sense is just,
an adventure of vile,
the same thing last year seeken love,
ere case still is a calamity,
ere from a different angle,
the worst are such waves and night
mare sighs,
perhaps, it cannot be so unexamined.
An ancient Greek named Socrates
Once said, "The unexamined life
Is not a life worth living."
He might also have gone on to say
That the unexamined heart
Is not a heart worth giving.
Old Soc was right, of course, I guess,
But he forgot to mention
That you can only examine
Small chunks at a time,
Because life, as a whole,
Never gets anyone's full attention.
Beings in Imagination
By Mark Miller
Brazen colors dance suspended,
Over time's delay of existence.
Frozen stills by photographs gravitate
By a grounded descent in cognitive dissonance.
Emotions explored yet unexamined.
Sentry ghost crawls through holes silent facticity
Thrown down the relative subjective
As our pendulum stands over the meek blue of blind devotion.
can it be, equanimity the antidote
a life unexamined, is a life not worth living
self-absorption hears the drum of one
it an ego-driven malfunction
wrong reality rapt in silent adagio
the sponge soaks the water and cannot desiccate
your desires alone illusory, arrogance
leading to aversion, not to confuse with self-love
Oyez soliloquy! (gavel strikes) so hence
primal love you claim to defend—a chimera
Voir Dire on Love
I Am Anaya
2/21/26