Poems About Evolution Seeking Honest Critique
#evolution
Christmas Day.
Plain play
On the way
Jack brings a
Berry
Jerry
On toy car colored mrown.
Mitchell
Cold from brown fox
He is waiting to devour
A cat.
Calling from the
Phone of lan.
Cable shows
Miss you guys
Have some more
Pepsi.
On the way
Jack brings a
Berry
Jerry
On toy car colored mrown.
Mitchell
Cold from brown fox
He is waiting to devour
A cat.
Calling from the
Phone of lan.
Cable shows
Miss you guys
Have some more
Pepsi.
#flowers
#evolution
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The evening.
Summer afternoon
We're hot so I sit
Under a cold
Moon of evening
Summer such that
My skirts
Doesn't have to be a
On good right reason
For the valley fair.
I sit amidst the
Morning
Roses
And rise up to
The valley flowers
Where the lurch
Of the graze
Is much smaller.
We're hot so I sit
Under a cold
Moon of evening
Summer such that
My skirts
Doesn't have to be a
On good right reason
For the valley fair.
I sit amidst the
Morning
Roses
And rise up to
The valley flowers
Where the lurch
Of the graze
Is much smaller.
#flowers
#evolution
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Grass is Dracula.
Once upon a rainy shore
There were grasses
Which formed the same beans
Of green in an emerald
Of green card and cartoons
Where Dracula bren been
With the fiestas
Of fields of hay
Gold. And the same time as a child
Been trying to get a school jobs
For crist and crust.
There were grasses
Which formed the same beans
Of green in an emerald
Of green card and cartoons
Where Dracula bren been
With the fiestas
Of fields of hay
Gold. And the same time as a child
Been trying to get a school jobs
For crist and crust.
#nature
#confessional
#evolution
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Hecatean Pursuits
#moon
#night
#TruthOfLife
#evolution
#witches
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Freedom.
The day dreams
And i keep sinking
Drew .
And i keep sinking
Drew .
#sun
#stars
#evolution
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Raw
What is it to be broken down, again?
Navigating with a Soul exposed
Uncorrupted, free of sin
It is the vague familiarity of having read this story from beginning to end, but losing the plot just as it twists
I am the story. I am here.
Standing in a field, with arms outstretched, I allow myself to be hugged by the encroaching, humid air
In the instant before my skin can bead with sweat, a breeze reaches out and runs its cool, spindly fingers through my hair
Unflinching, the breeze fills my nostrils and promptly steals a few of my...
Navigating with a Soul exposed
Uncorrupted, free of sin
It is the vague familiarity of having read this story from beginning to end, but losing the plot just as it twists
I am the story. I am here.
Standing in a field, with arms outstretched, I allow myself to be hugged by the encroaching, humid air
In the instant before my skin can bead with sweat, a breeze reaches out and runs its cool, spindly fingers through my hair
Unflinching, the breeze fills my nostrils and promptly steals a few of my...
#death
#earth
#evolution
#escape
#meditation
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The Symbiocene in Waiting
"A word is more than a mere combination of letters and sounds.
The potency of words reaches the substrata of all of us.
Words carry culture, carry history;
they form and confine our thoughts.
Words matter."
〰 Nora Bateson 〰
THE CHTHULUCENE & OTHER MINDBENDERS
"Diverse human and nonhuman players are necessary in every fiber of the tissues of the urgently needed Chthulucene story," says Donna Haraway, American historian of consciousness and feminist studies.
In her essay Tentacular...
The potency of words reaches the substrata of all of us.
Words carry culture, carry history;
they form and confine our thoughts.
Words matter."
〰 Nora Bateson 〰
THE CHTHULUCENE & OTHER MINDBENDERS
"Diverse human and nonhuman players are necessary in every fiber of the tissues of the urgently needed Chthulucene story," says Donna Haraway, American historian of consciousness and feminist studies.
In her essay Tentacular...
#evolution
#PowerOfWords
#mythology
#magic
#philosophical
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NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING
NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
Nothing is STATIC
Things are CHANGING
They'll continue to CHANGE
You may not LIKE it
But you should have to ACCEPT it.
Felix Idasimeokuma
September 2023
Nothing is STATIC
Things are CHANGING
They'll continue to CHANGE
You may not LIKE it
But you should have to ACCEPT it.
Felix Idasimeokuma
September 2023
#evolution
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Words from the Cracks
It seems like things want to fall apart.
It seems like we’ve been stolen from home.
Where do you go when things fall apart,
when home has been taken away from you,
when the cracks appear?
〰 Bayo Akomolafe 〰
ANTHROPOCENE
The current era of human history is sometimes called Anthropocene, the ‘Age of Man’. All previous word composition with -cene (from Greek kainos = era) 〰 like Miocene, when the Alps and Himalayas were formed, and Pleistocene, when glacial periods caused extinction of many...
It seems like we’ve been stolen from home.
Where do you go when things fall apart,
when home has been taken away from you,
when the cracks appear?
〰 Bayo Akomolafe 〰
ANTHROPOCENE
The current era of human history is sometimes called Anthropocene, the ‘Age of Man’. All previous word composition with -cene (from Greek kainos = era) 〰 like Miocene, when the Alps and Himalayas were formed, and Pleistocene, when glacial periods caused extinction of many...
#inspirational
#evolution
#PowerOfWords
#mythology
#philosophical
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Misplaced
Sometimes
I feel misplaced
like an orange peel upon an apple
or features without a face
I'm here but I'm erased
all floating spheres
have fell from grace
it's myself I fear
being in the human race
everything is clear
if it's opaque
I've too many questions
with answers I cannot take
lessening are the distinctions
between real and the fake
beckoning are the drownings
within an eternal lake.
I feel misplaced
like an orange peel upon an apple
or features without a face
I'm here but I'm erased
all floating spheres
have fell from grace
it's myself I fear
being in the human race
everything is clear
if it's opaque
I've too many questions
with answers I cannot take
lessening are the distinctions
between real and the fake
beckoning are the drownings
within an eternal lake.
#evolution
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Effects of war.
We look same but we
Aren't.
For that we are two families
Left in a loaf of Kolkata nights in a
Small building.
Dear Mistress of Kolkata.
I want just two of the families
Living in the new business
Me mother and1 Barman and the 3 kids of mine with
Religion intact.
Rahul has sailed a different shore
So let him stay out .
Because we don't want to have
Loss of lives and works.
Aren't.
For that we are two families
Left in a loaf of Kolkata nights in a
Small building.
Dear Mistress of Kolkata.
I want just two of the families
Living in the new business
Me mother and1 Barman and the 3 kids of mine with
Religion intact.
Rahul has sailed a different shore
So let him stay out .
Because we don't want to have
Loss of lives and works.
#evolution
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The Home lonesome.
She sees her silence
In windows glass
Where sun peaks
Where she cooks
Corn cheese
Fried
Crab burgers
With vin Gretta
And Mayo and lettuce
And a letter
and a cup of tea.
In windows glass
Where sun peaks
Where she cooks
Corn cheese
Fried
Crab burgers
With vin Gretta
And Mayo and lettuce
And a letter
and a cup of tea.
#sun
#moon
#evolution
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DU Poetry : Poems About Evolution Seeking Honest Critique