Themselves Poems - Poems about Themselves

Lot’s wife Abraham’s wife Studebaker’s wife First lady, no name Women are chattel To be owned and toyed with Really? Is that what we want our daughters and granddaughters to know? Is this how we want them to feel about themselves? That they could be put into box cars with pigs by their men? I roll my eyes at the stupidity of history. Let’s make the...

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They Can have Weapons, Protect themselves, but We cannot..? With all you know and all you suppose, It stands to reason then, does it not, Our innate ability, although predisposed.. To suffering and our tragic lot To protect one's family against all foes.. They have armies guns and worse, Humanity now perceives it has lost, To gain insight...

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Sometimes I go on a weird out-of-my-head writing spree Devouring crazy insane ideas Spitting them up onto a page This morning is one of those maniacal times Thoughts are flinging themselves at me Demanding to be not only heard, but shared I feel it would be dangerous to ignore them...

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There is within people a desire to lose themselves alone in the shadow, To change what they have, viewing their life as a glass half full, We beg to fill it with any essence we find — poison, beer, nectar, sour, Now you are whole. You have built a kingdom from the stones that were a grave, Why then...

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"BIRDS GATHER ON ELECTRIC LINES KEEPING THEMSELVES WARM Terzanelle " Those the little birds warming themselves warmth on standing electrical and telephone lines together side by side one by one doth--- ~ The bird’s stance summer breathless leaves adjoining, aligned, snuggle so steadily gathering amidst buildings homes, and eaves-- ~ Giant rush of big galling winds so gust soar ever so high above skies...

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Do what I must, To keep him happy, To please him, Feed his hunger, Don’t mess up, Don’t flinch, Let him touch me, Smile now, Hold back your tears, It’s just once, Right? Maybe just once ...

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While sleeping or dreaming they have a tendency to forget everything; Is it because they like evenings and hate mornings?...

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I hesitated And the world collapsed under my supervision Some people rip open scars for romance But I'm sweating like a sprinkler head at the chance Is it time to wear a cape and save the day? Or are the only images I could conjure, the TV waves? Besides, watching someone be a hero is almost as good...

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elves wanted to dress the snowman Rudolph had left. We need to stack high said the bossy one, Cleft. They stood shoulder to shoulder until they could reach. Putting a scarf on the snowman; it was orange, yellow and peach. Rudolph came back and said “Wow! You guys are fast!” None of them told him why Snow Flake was wearing...

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In the cages at the zoo they crowded around each other A million milling from father to brother All speaking in a babel a million languages From clicks and keyboard clacks to switches and bandages A group is seen on a higher levee They understand all, the interpreters you see While some lower below compiles the dictionary That translates to what...

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Nothing can be further from the truth Just look at religion which provides proof This is a truth we need to scream from the rooftop: People only label themselves blessed when money is involved! “What does it profit a man if he gains the entire world but loses his soul” Don’t be fooled Money is needed But the cemetery holds none of...

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words give a lively dance not staying on the lines of the paper or in left to right order or even down the page order letters are flinging onto the page in every direction I just saw a crazed T jump onto a Z's back C stuck out her tongue and two ran off to tattle the verbs decide to outdazzle the...

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They call themselves the Blues Brothers This does not sound bad said GeeWilliger’s mothers He had two, a regular one and a step. They liked the idea of two dogs with pep. The Blues Brothers came in wearing shades and strumming. One began on the bongos, it was rather loud drumming. “hit it!” yelled one, and they began a wild boogie...

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words give a lively dance not staying on the lines of the paper or in left to right order or even down the page order letters are flinging onto the page in every direction I just saw a crazed T jump onto a Z's back C stuck out her tongue and two ran off to tattle the verbs decide to outdazzle the...

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Will the sky topple inward or the hills heap upwards it I do not make these symbols upon a snow-white field? Will a poet turn to stone before my eyes or will a jackdaw caw pointlessly into a gale? And now the thin thread thickens becomes a full gutted snake laying across a dusty road or is it a rope knotted and curling as obtuse as any imponderable...

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