Long Poems About Choices
#choices
I hope to see you there
Gentle air fills dying lungs
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
#choices
#hope
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection
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Just shut up and listen
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ We all have been in a situation for one reason or another, 🤨 that we let what we say cause you to act a certain way not be heard. 🤔 Whether you are wrong or right in what you think and say to someone else, I say that to say this which ever the way you may take what it is I'm about to say to you. 🤨 When you don't agree with what someone say to you, how do you respond for do you begin yelling and cursing, 😠 yet you still not listening and thinking that they are wrong, for speaking to you in a calm...
#choices
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Crawl, Stand, Walk
Hi World, I've realized that I'm content/ I use to fight my reality and didn't relent/ but the more I changed the more I began to resent/ My recent changes/ my personal changing stages/ only brought me back to the place of lack/ almost like I'm only able to stack and or perpetuate the problems in my life/ Frustration grew and I thought my means of salvation is through the barrel of a gun or knife/ My personal Strife kept me at a low state/ However I'm not mad/ I guess you can say I'm glad/ it seemed so bad and I was at a place where I kept saying I wish things were different or I wish I had/...
#choices
#LifeGoals
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The Dreaded Question
The Swedish man knew me as a dog lover
though I happily took over the job of feeding the stray kitties
gathered by his country house door every evening
But yeah,
dogs.
I loved my beagle, Brandy Joy
and Swedish man's Rottweiler, Daisy
and his friends' dogs
and my friends' dogs
and strangers' dogs
and dogs on TV
and the dog I met once
who had a perfect German shepherd head
on a corgi body.
The only dog I can think of,
that I couldn't quite bring myself to love,
was a friend's...
though I happily took over the job of feeding the stray kitties
gathered by his country house door every evening
But yeah,
dogs.
I loved my beagle, Brandy Joy
and Swedish man's Rottweiler, Daisy
and his friends' dogs
and my friends' dogs
and strangers' dogs
and dogs on TV
and the dog I met once
who had a perfect German shepherd head
on a corgi body.
The only dog I can think of,
that I couldn't quite bring myself to love,
was a friend's...
#animals
#anxiety
#choices
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torn between two choices
Your choices are made in a moment, and yet their
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
#choices
#faith
#LifeCycle #wisdom
#LifeCycle #wisdom
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QUESTIONS ? (8-9-1996; Galveston Island Texas)
questions
it s time for action
last chance
for my strength and hope
have already flown
where is the energy
to move my good
out into this much greater
larger world around
and beyond me here
where i am presently
puzzling over vehicles
in which i can either choose
or not
to continue using
my same old shame and fear based
dysfunctional discretion
or maybe now at much too long last
try something else
all together
completely different
something much more spirit driven ...
it s time for action
last chance
for my strength and hope
have already flown
where is the energy
to move my good
out into this much greater
larger world around
and beyond me here
where i am presently
puzzling over vehicles
in which i can either choose
or not
to continue using
my same old shame and fear based
dysfunctional discretion
or maybe now at much too long last
try something else
all together
completely different
something much more spirit driven ...
#choices
#death
#identity
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
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Bryce
Bryce's favorite color is green. Do not even think of implying that green is a Crayola eight pack color. Bryce knows dozens of shades and hues -hundreds- ranging from emerald to chartreuse, with responses to them ranging from wincing in distaste (deep teal) to taciturn approval (pistachio).
Bryce likes to think he isn't picky. Didn't he microwave a leftover Whopper last night and enjoy it just fine? Yes, he did. But color is fundamental to his wellbeing. Bryce harbors no compunction over breaking up with Lisa. Beautiful, brilliant Lisa who knew her oak furniture and...
Bryce likes to think he isn't picky. Didn't he microwave a leftover Whopper last night and enjoy it just fine? Yes, he did. But color is fundamental to his wellbeing. Bryce harbors no compunction over breaking up with Lisa. Beautiful, brilliant Lisa who knew her oak furniture and...
#choices
#home
#relationships
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house of cards
it all crashed down with 4 short words
echo reverberating in my ears
shattering every fragile illusion
destroying all hope of a life never had
dreams of an idyllic childhood
left in the past
...gone...
point of no turning back
...
& I couldn't tell you who said them
only remember dropping the phone
going out into darkness
utterly alone
left my baby in her cradle
& simply walked away
goddess forgive me...
...it was necessary
too raw yet to weep
standing beneath a darkened sky ...
echo reverberating in my ears
shattering every fragile illusion
destroying all hope of a life never had
dreams of an idyllic childhood
left in the past
...gone...
point of no turning back
...
& I couldn't tell you who said them
only remember dropping the phone
going out into darkness
utterly alone
left my baby in her cradle
& simply walked away
goddess forgive me...
...it was necessary
too raw yet to weep
standing beneath a darkened sky ...
#choices
#confessional
#healing
#shame
#strength
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THIS SLEEPING WORLD'S STILL UNAWAKENED SPIRIT GUIDED DANCE (8-10-2010; Palm Springs, California)
gently astir
up from my dreams
i briefly breech the surface veil
upon this calm black sea s
inner screen
of night s sweet silent
ancient lingering spell
adrift in weightless
formless peace
within the zen like
inward sunken
primal stillness
of it s timeless infinite flow
with all thoughts turned off
like sleeping fish
both here but not
still alive yet somewhat presently
only...
up from my dreams
i briefly breech the surface veil
upon this calm black sea s
inner screen
of night s sweet silent
ancient lingering spell
adrift in weightless
formless peace
within the zen like
inward sunken
primal stillness
of it s timeless infinite flow
with all thoughts turned off
like sleeping fish
both here but not
still alive yet somewhat presently
only...
#choices
#humankind
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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THIRD EYE'S THIRD PHASE GAZE OF THREE IN ONE (Fri., May 17th, 2024, Palm Springs, California)
third eye s
third phase gaze
of me in me
third eye s
third phase gaze
of three in one
third eye s
third phase gaze
of me
now so long
hid away
uninspired
disconnected
self suppressed
undone broken
vanished gone
third eye s
third phase gaze
of me
as one
all one
sensed and felt
by some
but seen lived
and truly known
by me...
third phase gaze
of me in me
third eye s
third phase gaze
of three in one
third eye s
third phase gaze
of me
now so long
hid away
uninspired
disconnected
self suppressed
undone broken
vanished gone
third eye s
third phase gaze
of me
as one
all one
sensed and felt
by some
but seen lived
and truly known
by me...
#acceptance
#choices
#confusion
#identity
#SelfReflection
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Queen of My Garden
In the garden of life, I once danced to tunes not my own,
Twirling for smiles, for applause, bending till I broke.
I wore a cloak woven from threads of your expectations,
Colorful yet suffocating, pleasing yet so hollow.
I walked a path where the two-faced Joker shows,
Their smile, a twisted serenade of deceit,
Their hands, shuffling lies like cards under the stage light's beat.
But in my hand, a card more fierce, more stark
The Queen of Spades, she rules the dark.
Her edges sharp, her bearing regal and composed,
Amid the thorns, her...
Twirling for smiles, for applause, bending till I broke.
I wore a cloak woven from threads of your expectations,
Colorful yet suffocating, pleasing yet so hollow.
I walked a path where the two-faced Joker shows,
Their smile, a twisted serenade of deceit,
Their hands, shuffling lies like cards under the stage light's beat.
But in my hand, a card more fierce, more stark
The Queen of Spades, she rules the dark.
Her edges sharp, her bearing regal and composed,
Amid the thorns, her...
#choices
#MyInspiration
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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'The Selfish Man's ADHD"
It’s raining…
The smell is one of the best aromas. I can feel the coolness in the air.
I’m in a desolate land where no one, not even my past, can get near.
The voices are gone, and all that’s left is you.
You, who I’ve put to the side, while I try to learn how to arise to the task I can’t seem to fully satisfy,.
I feel like Hellen Keller because, as much as I see and hear it, it never gets through, and I can’t see it clearly.
In your eyes, I see the tears. Flood gates that are about to burst from the pressure.
Once, these eyes were so full of love. Are...
The smell is one of the best aromas. I can feel the coolness in the air.
I’m in a desolate land where no one, not even my past, can get near.
The voices are gone, and all that’s left is you.
You, who I’ve put to the side, while I try to learn how to arise to the task I can’t seem to fully satisfy,.
I feel like Hellen Keller because, as much as I see and hear it, it never gets through, and I can’t see it clearly.
In your eyes, I see the tears. Flood gates that are about to burst from the pressure.
Once, these eyes were so full of love. Are...
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#choices
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Choices