Subliminal Poems - Poems about Subliminal

I rose through the ranks ready to rumble Panama is ours! I yelled into a jumble Are you delirious asked a mob of thirty-three? Guess I am for I just had my Fox News lobotomy....

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Sending, receiving, a day-to-day living With all bits and pieces that look quite alike Once you step back, there’s no sign of retrieving As if your body and mind went on strike It isn’t much different kind of existence Everything goes, as it used to, although Something is missing, or put on a distance Which is in practice the same, as you...

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Helium filled balloons Rose above the weary Casket impaled with in The crevice onlooker’s teary Dressed in black No one bright Send off to the dead No dry eye in sight There is always A story to be told Car crash death Young or old Sickness and disease All ends the same Heart stops beating Soul loss is to blame Adieu...

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I thought she knew She thought he knew We thought they knew They thought we knew So not knowing No one knew We all knew But weren’t sure Of what it was We knew ...

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light, laughter, love distilled, chilled into thought; and there is no above, as this is brought to ourselves, as a rain disproportionate to any expectation before birth. more was never an answer for all our unasked questions subliminally, we knew it all came with us that forever it is the heart of all we shall become....

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Stimulus excreted Sinuously invades Subconsciously corrupts Suggestive images Seeded, sneakily sown Sacrificial victim Satiability owns Pleiades S Contest Date 4/21/21...

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I refuse to remember what I can never forget Words lost to my memory, lined deep with regret The faster I write, the deeper I hide A reckoning hovers —forgiveness denied (Dreamsleep: February, 2021)...

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Studious at the desk, disinclination to speak, Solid state of matter, I find impossible to pique, Engrossed in esoteric lingo, but all in his mind, Nonsensical gibberish, of language undefined, Attempting to engage, shows no interest in me, This room is totally empty, so far as he can see, Abstract images, behind eyes bereft of stares, I flick a torchlight, responsive...

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Prejudice is subliminal. We all have it, even those of us who think we do not. Let’s say…. Carl is humiliated and embarrassed in a bedroom with yellow flowers. From now until he reworks the script, all bedrooms with yellow flowers are the enemy. We loathe yellow flowers his brain tells him, not knowing why. He never gives a yellow flower...

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Quietly streaming through the breath of dreams in clouds the whispers came in colors from scarlet to midnight with secrets known in our deepest places where sacred words disappear in measureless time Words that speak in amaranthine languages of persona and subliminal origins and ancestry inexhaustible and ever present For the leaves were talking in their green shimmer and shake and sway with words grounded to trees spreading in patterns on currents of chaos in...

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Birds cackle overhead in the grey mews as wind lisps around the dead children held in the arms of ancient wisened trees Whispers jump from raindrops while my eyes flirt with imagination © 41 minutes ago...

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Two little girls on their way home One got caught by a grin The rejected, walked home, alone While pretty and fast entered sin A father and son sit at a table Son is drinking his steal When confronted with the fact Money couldn't fix the "reel" Never home to take up slack Always at work, serving time The family fears that the pull of...

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alpine peaks a guitar body a Colombian sink hole a waxed surf board fertile crescent silt a half cut fig an asterix Orion's Belt sun rise rays rising Pisa's leaning tower a rollercoaster zipping down a dog drooling Apollo 11 on the pad an icicle dripping two pair of eyes staring cherry topped ice cream dollops rapid hovering hummingbird wings time lapse glacial floe flowing sweat on the brow of Rodin's "Thinker" Moses'...

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Only if you knew that you live like a God in a place my heart has found you fit to rule only if you knew that I would be the opposite of what God would cal one of his own if I Were to find out that not only I Can make you smile and...

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Was it some kind of a subliminal perception? Confusing my interpretations of a misconception. Was it you that pulled an affectionate deception? Forcing me into a fake deflection. A maneuver of the circumstance selections. A ruse, a scheme, a hoodwinked hoax. Walking around in your personality cloaks. Hidden persuasions, caused my mental imagery to blurry. "Why you dodging me now? Sit down, there's no hurry". I...

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