Unreflective Poems - Poems about Unreflective

... The light is on so now dance! No more living life in a nanby-pamby trance. You’re eighteen now boy no more. Man now you are, forget all those ‘lessons’ from before. Men are men and know t......

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...An unreflective bodhisattva nods to the unwashed dishes. Once again I seek a daily liberation from a chore long boondoggled. Next a phlegmy mantra gummed through spongy lips. I sleep, I wake.......

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...A day’s routine so easily holds me captive. I confess to mindless, museless departures, Brainless unpoetic habits so unreflective, That I cannot dwell in momentary textures. But January ripens......

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...EarthMother senses a difference between Political Correctness and everyday domestic political accuracy. Political accuracy grows best and sprouts up healthiest rooted in directly observed Eart......

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...It is harder for monoculturally divisive, win/lose tolerant, apartheid theological communities and un-ecological, ahistorical, unreflective bad faith denialistic dualistic partisan parties ......

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...An unreflective Bodhisattva nods to the unwashed dishes. Once again I seek my morning liberation by ways of a dark libation Next a phlegmy mantra gummed through spongy lips. “I sleep, I wake......

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...When disuniting yang's admittedly subjective supremacy debates against disforming yin's non-objective wimpiness, Then yin with yang, like right with left ego/eco-covenanting crisis wanderers s......

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... Come Back 2 God VBS 2003 A Right Seed Sown, Not Time, Changes A Child's Boundaries. By: Tom Wright 6/26/03 How oft is sacrificed the life of a child, by unreflective boundaries ......

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...Like a vampire in a hall of mirrors, She lacks reflection, so finds no escape. She stands alone, surrounded by her fears In an endlessly repeating landscape. She’s lost without an outside refer......

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...Blues in the Night. A malignant moon shines his metallic claws - combs my hair and brushes me forward. I am alone in the shadowy crooks of a poisoned metropolis. A clandestine garbage chut......

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...MY LOWEST EBB At my lowest ebb Trapped within life’s web The snares of li......

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...Maybe it was the way her lips pouted so - Full, inviting beneath vacant eyes; Perhaps it was the leonine way she strolled, Like a beast without mind, All power, proud but unreflective. More li......

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