We travel and see through the shallows and depths of many. Poetry is the Poet's shared ark of survival and discovery.
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Never give up whatever it takes just stand tall because you yes only you can improve yourself be a friend of yours not foe help yourself don't deceive and belive in process because great things take time just like you take nine Months to enter in this world
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"A Cemetery Can Take Your Breath Away. Watch Out Where You Walk." By Poet
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- What people think about you does not define you. Get on your feet and move on!
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“The soul doesn’t shout — it writes in metaphors.”
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Nothing comes to mind the moment your mind tries to remember, no matter how hard you squeeze your eyes or twitch your nose, but exactly how a random word pops into your mind to magically fit the line in your poem, who knows.
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"How you look at people sometimes doesn't determine how you see them."
I'm looking at you, meaning I'm observing you. I can see you meaning I have a deeper understanding of what I have been looking at. How you present yourself doesn't always show your true nature, character, and intention
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Poetry 'DUMP', is that a Verb?
-Gray Squirrel
05-20-2025
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Although perfection doesn’t exist, some people still have that mindset. And with that mindset, comes immense pressure and stress. Perfection doesn’t exist. It is only a self destruction mindset.
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Children's Books Can Have A Shared Relationship Of Objects And Colors, Enlightening The Syntax Of Poetic Possibility.
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"The poem is shaped my the magic of the writer to their reader."
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In this age of Grace
(which doesn't mean we abrogate
but fulfill the law) we are to be:
A prophet by encouraging what God's Word says, and by warning of what God's Word says (Ezekiel 3:21)
we are to be a priest by ministering to others to serve others graciously
(2 Cor. 9:7)
and we are to be kings as we rule our lives according to godly living (1 Peter 2)
1 Peter 4:11c "that God in all things may be glorified through Jesus Christ"
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I call my random scribbles 'poems'
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Truth doesn’t descend from above; it unfolds from below.
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Form alone does not make poetry.... Passion is poetry.
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Dancing never makes you sad. Even slips and stepped on toe-tips.
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Spend money as if its monopoly money!
Poems of life Leah Downey Amazon
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Live like you have one life, dream like you live 1000!
Poems of life Leah Downey Amazon
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The one who wrote, Truth is self-evident, was correct...profoundly in touch with spiritual Truth. I have said this before, but I will say it again, if I have to convince myself, as to whether something is right or wrong, go though a litany of gymnastic thought -- it is probably wrong! Truth doesn't require knowledge...it does not require proving -- it is like God's presence -- we just know...and that fact is unshakable, regardless of the profound consequences.
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Where does evil lie? If not the heart then some inscrutable place that bears silent witness to everything we aren't but wish to be.
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"Teaching isn't livelihood - it's the ascent to guruhood."
"Protest selflessly. Self-interested rebels become tomorrow's tyrants."
"Rotten seeds can't grow virtuous trees."
Life's an ocean - give fully, receive fully."
"No bloody revolution transforms society. Only revolution of consciousness does."
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Technology doesn't make us any stronger, faster, or smarter, it only affords us the opportunity to screw up in ever more spectacular and less obscure ways.
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Glories quill scribes odes in the blood of friend and foe alike
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No one does anything without an ulterior motive.
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Feelings are the octane
of words...they drive our
poetry: A skip and a jump,
tripping the imagination
fantastic!
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Escape from personality, into personality -- a poem, in one way or another, is always personality -- If it comes out of us, it is personality -- either near-local...nearer God...or the Devil.
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For a poem to have sharing power, it must first tingle a reader's curiosity, greet on a soul level, and then unite somewhere-somehow with unity spirit.
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We seek for rest, but we forget that rest does not come without the wrestle
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Spirit alone can lift us. Let us pray, if not spiritual heroes, we have lived, at least, as honest spirits. And hopefully, that will have been enough.
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Free verse might be defined as a poem designed to encapsulate a person’s musings in a personal, stylised format—serendipity of thoughts meandering towards a decisive conclusion or left unresolved for the reader to mull over.
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