Philosophy Stress Poems

I see them on the internet,
women complain, haven’t stopped yet,
rail on about their college debt;
we told you, you were warned.

your teachers told you: “Get a...

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                   Those Days of Covid and...

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Faceless head of coal
Below him arms swing legs steam
Over the apex of a highway bridge

The spooky figure
Cross-country skis on the concrete
Glides right to left across...

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Even
though
everything 
has 
changed


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As I lay in the dark, accompanied by only my thoughts
and memories.
   I can feel the grip of the night, clutching with its...

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Why are you crying?
Has anyone died?
Or did someone hurt you?

I think both, right?

You cry angrily, punching your chest.
You try to remember the heart that you're...

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A Shadorma

My soul has
earth roots tunneling
down into
earth’s belly,
swirling, curling round about,
among creatures there.

My heart rides
their elevator
going down;
deep into
mother’s sheltering, calm womb
and drinks eagerly.

I have swum
womb...

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It is a fact that before I wrote True Colours,
I was stuck in a world of black and white bipolar,
encaged in my seat on a...

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I am nothing in this life
but a tool to be used when ever you like
I feel nothing but shame but I only have myself to...

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Riding the bus for the first time in kindergarten is a stressful endeavor.
There are so many faces and so many confusing words flying through the...

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Some people say we must be at peace
within ourselves and with the world,
as if we should all become Zen monks,
with serenity our precious pearl.
But folks...

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They laugh and roll their eyes when I
stand up for heroic western types,
for pulp-adventure, and old-school action,
they say this shouldn’t bring satisfaction.
With a haughty air...

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I remove my glasses to blur my view, 
of my disgraceful face, that’s painted a strange hue.
Reality peers back at me, from the bottomless
shallow mirror,...

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Yellow is air, but not with flowers, 
Particles in wind, but not dandelions, 
The nature is taking over this place I live, 
But not in...

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like a boat parked in a garage
or a kite lost in space
I feel different today,
both captive and free,
but definitely out of place....

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