Poems About Choices Seeking Honest Critique
#choices
Sub-Strata: Episode One
tell me exactly when it happened
when the lies began to superimpose your reality
how they slithered into your comfort zones
sub-planting weeds into fertile garden
let's speak of Invites
what made you into the socially hardened
person that you are today?
trace your palms...see the fault lines
and ask yourself as you take inventory of the Soul
where did the whispers originate?
never mind the Law of Attraction ...
when the lies began to superimpose your reality
how they slithered into your comfort zones
sub-planting weeds into fertile garden
let's speak of Invites
what made you into the socially hardened
person that you are today?
trace your palms...see the fault lines
and ask yourself as you take inventory of the Soul
where did the whispers originate?
never mind the Law of Attraction ...
#dark
#humankind
#choices
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Yes and no
What would happen if my yes and no
Just come together
Like I'm naked still when dressed in clothes
Singing at the altar no matter if my chest so sore
learning real no matter how the lesson goes
And know I am with or without matter
Airy solid from my breath to bone
Star dusted heart no longer set in stone
What if my love was just a precious clove
Of garlic just so pungent for the lesser nose
But still so aromatic to some that find me similar to a vexing rose
Smooth as every petal but getting in you like you pressed the thorn
What...
Just come together
Like I'm naked still when dressed in clothes
Singing at the altar no matter if my chest so sore
learning real no matter how the lesson goes
And know I am with or without matter
Airy solid from my breath to bone
Star dusted heart no longer set in stone
What if my love was just a precious clove
Of garlic just so pungent for the lesser nose
But still so aromatic to some that find me similar to a vexing rose
Smooth as every petal but getting in you like you pressed the thorn
What...
#love
#choices
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a delicate balance
Talent is God-given: be humble. Fame is man-given: be grateful.
Conceit is self-given: be careful."―John Wooden
all's not fair in love and war;
each may leave a deadly scar.
even Christ, upon the Cross,
suffered, for His love, great loss.
tread with care in right and wrong;
you may sing a different song,
if the confidence you boast
finds you sleeping at your post.
let loud laughter and soft tears
never find you in arrears;
celebrate with those who joy,
shed a tear with those who cry....
Conceit is self-given: be careful."―John Wooden
all's not fair in love and war;
each may leave a deadly scar.
even Christ, upon the Cross,
suffered, for His love, great loss.
tread with care in right and wrong;
you may sing a different song,
if the confidence you boast
finds you sleeping at your post.
let loud laughter and soft tears
never find you in arrears;
celebrate with those who joy,
shed a tear with those who cry....
#kindness
#fate
#LifeChangingMoment
#wisdom
#choices
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White lines and asphalt
I felt it yesterday evening,
standing at the edge of the village.
No cars, no people, no sun -
no interesting clouds.
An empty chill
as creeps from Summer’s far edge,
when bonfires burn
and leaves turn to blue smoke curls.
A curlew call would not be out of place
in the wide, airy stillness,
magnified with the distant hushed rush
of unknown travellers.
It was like a condensation of forgotten memories
from long, long ago
superimposed on the road.
I felt a question, unspoken words
from...
standing at the edge of the village.
No cars, no people, no sun -
no interesting clouds.
An empty chill
as creeps from Summer’s far edge,
when bonfires burn
and leaves turn to blue smoke curls.
A curlew call would not be out of place
in the wide, airy stillness,
magnified with the distant hushed rush
of unknown travellers.
It was like a condensation of forgotten memories
from long, long ago
superimposed on the road.
I felt a question, unspoken words
from...
#memories
#emptiness
#SelfDiscovery #choices
#SelfDiscovery #choices
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Whispers of Strength: A Dream's Guidance
In the heart of my tale, a chapter unwritten,
Of shadows from kin and peers, harshly smitten.
Yet a dream, under moon’s gentle gleam,
Whispered wisdom, a flowing stream.
Hear your soul, its silent plea,
For in its whispers, you shall be free.
Challenge not the dreams that guide,
Lest harsh lessons in shadows hide.
No name shall I give, nor face single out,
For my strength, they do not hold, not a shred of doubt.
Time, the revealer, in its endless march,
Proves wrong the hate, under heaven's arch.
Gratitude fills me, for lessons...
Of shadows from kin and peers, harshly smitten.
Yet a dream, under moon’s gentle gleam,
Whispered wisdom, a flowing stream.
Hear your soul, its silent plea,
For in its whispers, you shall be free.
Challenge not the dreams that guide,
Lest harsh lessons in shadows hide.
No name shall I give, nor face single out,
For my strength, they do not hold, not a shred of doubt.
Time, the revealer, in its endless march,
Proves wrong the hate, under heaven's arch.
Gratitude fills me, for lessons...
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
#SelfWorth
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Equivalency
Everything bears a cost,
Not merely a price to be tossed.
For every gain we seek to host,
Something else must be lost.
To earn the coin, we toil,
Sweat upon the soil.
For respect to be our lot,
We must act in ways that are not forgot.
To hold goods within our grasp,
We part with coins that clasp.
When gains are made, yet nothing's spent,
The scale tips – it's not what nature meant.
For each thing gained without a toll,
Disrupts the balance of the whole.
We must reckon with the cost,
For nothing comes...
Not merely a price to be tossed.
For every gain we seek to host,
Something else must be lost.
To earn the coin, we toil,
Sweat upon the soil.
For respect to be our lot,
We must act in ways that are not forgot.
To hold goods within our grasp,
We part with coins that clasp.
When gains are made, yet nothing's spent,
The scale tips – it's not what nature meant.
For each thing gained without a toll,
Disrupts the balance of the whole.
We must reckon with the cost,
For nothing comes...
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
#emotional
#sacrifice
#choices
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Where dark lies
Where dark lies
I have gone so far
down at times that
despair has become
my focus and death
has looked like
paradise.
Why am I still
here? Because
I stared death
in its face and
met the challenge
it represented.
Knowing myself
was the challenge
and I realised in
the mirror was
myself looking back.
Overcoming me took
me to realise that
stopping me from
jumping into an
abyss only took
me.
I have gone so far
down at times that
despair has become
my focus and death
has looked like
paradise.
Why am I still
here? Because
I stared death
in its face and
met the challenge
it represented.
Knowing myself
was the challenge
and I realised in
the mirror was
myself looking back.
Overcoming me took
me to realise that
stopping me from
jumping into an
abyss only took
me.
#mirror
#myself
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
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Matchmaking
After Sarah and I shared our first kiss, we returned to The Professor (John) and continued to show him affection.
Feeling the mass of this man I’d once loved so deeply made me dizzy with desire, but a nagging sense of regret overcame me as I paused and bowed my head with John's cock resting against my lips. I knew what needed to happen. John should have Sarah and I knew she wanted him. Yes, they should have each other, and I should find Joseph as quickly as possible. The depth of my arousal would have to go somewhere!
I rose and let Sarah continue while I warmed my...
Feeling the mass of this man I’d once loved so deeply made me dizzy with desire, but a nagging sense of regret overcame me as I paused and bowed my head with John's cock resting against my lips. I knew what needed to happen. John should have Sarah and I knew she wanted him. Yes, they should have each other, and I should find Joseph as quickly as possible. The depth of my arousal would have to go somewhere!
I rose and let Sarah continue while I warmed my...
#love
#sex
#choices
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Unfate
Brain a little different
Sensitive and pimpin it
Ever since I limped in
And shouted, "Bring the gimp in
A little simple and
plain Jane's addiction
The claim that stains my diction
Remains that dude be fighting
All the moods that spite him
foolishly delighted
in the fact he's frightened
Unusually enlightened
The sort of sordid ordinance
That always moves to write them
But the blues be bright when
The fool is up inside them
The lightning from my lighter
Strikes the joint, then I be high again ...
Sensitive and pimpin it
Ever since I limped in
And shouted, "Bring the gimp in
A little simple and
plain Jane's addiction
The claim that stains my diction
Remains that dude be fighting
All the moods that spite him
foolishly delighted
in the fact he's frightened
Unusually enlightened
The sort of sordid ordinance
That always moves to write them
But the blues be bright when
The fool is up inside them
The lightning from my lighter
Strikes the joint, then I be high again ...
#fate
#LifeChangingMoment
#choices
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the belattitudes
your choices are your destiny
“The choice to make good choices is the best choice you can choose.
Fail to make that choice and on most choices you will lose.”―Ryan Lilly
you can't soar in a windless sky,
or summit-seek on smooth rocks;
your choices are your destiny,
your vices your in-trade stocks.
you can't see forward looking back,
or make advance retreating,
...
“The choice to make good choices is the best choice you can choose.
Fail to make that choice and on most choices you will lose.”―Ryan Lilly
you can't soar in a windless sky,
or summit-seek on smooth rocks;
your choices are your destiny,
your vices your in-trade stocks.
you can't see forward looking back,
or make advance retreating,
...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
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UNLIMITED BEING IN LIFE (morning reflections of self perception; 3-12-2007, Galveston Island, Texas)ll always
all I really
know for sure
at this point in my life
is no boundaries
laws nor rules
controls nor limitations
placed upon me
by government authorities
by neither church
nor state
by society family
friends peers or others
attempts and pressure
to impose or force upon me
can never hold me hostage
confine control
nor bind me
gag my voice
to silence
nor stop me
from being fully free
alive to choose
and make...
know for sure
at this point in my life
is no boundaries
laws nor rules
controls nor limitations
placed upon me
by government authorities
by neither church
nor state
by society family
friends peers or others
attempts and pressure
to impose or force upon me
can never hold me hostage
confine control
nor bind me
gag my voice
to silence
nor stop me
from being fully free
alive to choose
and make...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#choices
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Technical Difficulty
Straight to the brain making the memory reset
Stopping folks in mid-stroke from finishing sex,
“The performance delivered can be interpreted as good
That is why the masses chant ‘fuck Mr. Rogers Neighborhood’,
“With smooth beat downs and action that flow quick
Coming through the television like a hard-ass brick,
“Making the competition last stage Covid sick
Having motherfuckas run to the TV after they shit,
“So put the weak to bed or send them outside
This is some wicked shit and not for innocent eyes,
“If...
Stopping folks in mid-stroke from finishing sex,
“The performance delivered can be interpreted as good
That is why the masses chant ‘fuck Mr. Rogers Neighborhood’,
“With smooth beat downs and action that flow quick
Coming through the television like a hard-ass brick,
“Making the competition last stage Covid sick
Having motherfuckas run to the TV after they shit,
“So put the weak to bed or send them outside
This is some wicked shit and not for innocent eyes,
“If...
#fate
#choices
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