Long Poems About Learning
#learning
Long poems about learning. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Reflections of the Summoned
The world of man is a canvas of paradoxes filled with absurdity and contradiction, stretched apart taut between light and shadow, the known and the unknown.
There are those who walk in this mundane world, this reality might seems as solid as stone, but in truth, it is porous.
Unseen to mortal eyes, the spirits of the Goetia roamed the peripheries of existence, their essence seeping into the cracks of human desire, fear, and ambition.
In the chambers of their ethereal court, the 72 gathered as the...
There are those who walk in this mundane world, this reality might seems as solid as stone, but in truth, it is porous.
Unseen to mortal eyes, the spirits of the Goetia roamed the peripheries of existence, their essence seeping into the cracks of human desire, fear, and ambition.
In the chambers of their ethereal court, the 72 gathered as the...
#learning
#SelfDiscovery
#wisdom
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Warhol of Love
Warhol of Love
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
#art
#books
#funny
#learning
#romantic
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Miss understood (Part 1)
I’m not for [everybody]
not everyone comprehends innuendo [here]
In hindsight I wrote intuition in [frustration]
let me speak to be absolutely [clear:]
Don’t just listen for How in my [words]
listen close to What intellect is in its [meaning]
I don’t speak circles to [entertain]
I speak in Braille for the [gleaning]
Envision in binary patterns as felt [repetition]
rationalize bumps and breaks to [devour]
You heard 50 shades of [grey]
I discern sweet from [sour]
Its difficult to be...
not everyone comprehends innuendo [here]
In hindsight I wrote intuition in [frustration]
let me speak to be absolutely [clear:]
Don’t just listen for How in my [words]
listen close to What intellect is in its [meaning]
I don’t speak circles to [entertain]
I speak in Braille for the [gleaning]
Envision in binary patterns as felt [repetition]
rationalize bumps and breaks to [devour]
You heard 50 shades of [grey]
I discern sweet from [sour]
Its difficult to be...
#confusion
#frustration
#learning
#misunderstood
#wisdom
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Mood Swing #22: Craven
..if I ate your pussy
What kind of web would you spin around my tongue?
How thick would you make my hung jury...dangling with pent up fury
Bumping clumsily between my thighs
...when I milk you and slurp up your silk road?
What would your Storytime taste like?
I'm in a mood woman....beast mode
Tread lightly...as I travel nightly...in the shadows of your mind
Got no patience for lies...
So when I pry open your legs
And smudge my face all up in your pheromones...
What kind of web would you spin around my tongue?
How thick would you make my hung jury...dangling with pent up fury
Bumping clumsily between my thighs
...when I milk you and slurp up your silk road?
What would your Storytime taste like?
I'm in a mood woman....beast mode
Tread lightly...as I travel nightly...in the shadows of your mind
Got no patience for lies...
So when I pry open your legs
And smudge my face all up in your pheromones...
#acceptance
#learning
#wisdom
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This old guitar
He said he had it Back when
he was just a little kid.
Way back in 56
This old guitar..
Yeah I was given to
by the toughest man
I almost never knew
Cuz he put up with the struggles
and alone raised up his rebel son
Ya my dear ol onery dad
was the only kid
grandpa had
Oh this ol guitar
it just does
some-thing To me
cracks me open
like an ice cold
Bud light
N I starting pouring out
all the things on tap ,
that I feel inside
It...
he was just a little kid.
Way back in 56
This old guitar..
Yeah I was given to
by the toughest man
I almost never knew
Cuz he put up with the struggles
and alone raised up his rebel son
Ya my dear ol onery dad
was the only kid
grandpa had
Oh this ol guitar
it just does
some-thing To me
cracks me open
like an ice cold
Bud light
N I starting pouring out
all the things on tap ,
that I feel inside
It...
#family
#guitars
#learning #LifeChangingMoment
#learning #LifeChangingMoment
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The Thinker
Did you ever seen that statue, of a man sitting with his chin resting upon his fist
Sometimes I wonder what he is thinking about
As the world moves around him, he seems so calm as people pass him by.
Birds landing atop his head, dogs barking, babies crying, while music is blaring around him
Yet he sits there unmoved, as cold rain runs down his face
He doesn't even shiver in the cold winter weather
Yes, I wonder about what goes on in that stone head of his
So, I use my imagination and I become that guy
I am sitting motionless, with my...
Sometimes I wonder what he is thinking about
As the world moves around him, he seems so calm as people pass him by.
Birds landing atop his head, dogs barking, babies crying, while music is blaring around him
Yet he sits there unmoved, as cold rain runs down his face
He doesn't even shiver in the cold winter weather
Yes, I wonder about what goes on in that stone head of his
So, I use my imagination and I become that guy
I am sitting motionless, with my...
#hope
#learning
#wisdom
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Vomit
Words are such disgusting little things
I hate how I vomit them
How painful it is to retch them onto the page
Pages upon pages of useless words
How they clump and chunk themselves together so randomly
I wish my words were water drops
Could drip down the page
To find each other, swallow, become one
Instead, these nasty words
Sit like sick
Viscous and chunked in the bowl of my skull
I can feel them even now
Little whiskers brushing against the bones of my forehead
Bouncing around the bony plates and sutures ...
I hate how I vomit them
How painful it is to retch them onto the page
Pages upon pages of useless words
How they clump and chunk themselves together so randomly
I wish my words were water drops
Could drip down the page
To find each other, swallow, become one
Instead, these nasty words
Sit like sick
Viscous and chunked in the bowl of my skull
I can feel them even now
Little whiskers brushing against the bones of my forehead
Bouncing around the bony plates and sutures ...
#confessional
#illness
#learning
#LifeStruggles
#PersonalGrowth
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thirty-won
is this a birthday,
or the reminder of an impending anniversary?
does it bring to mind that near fatal January day?
are you happy you ultimately stayed?
you were 17,
you had been adopted at 2,
you moved every 4 years,
you were recently diagnosed with bipolar.
stability and consistency were long gone concepts,
drugs found you along the way,
loneliness was the only view,
you felt pathetic while your mother wept.
you were 20,
you had the girl and lost her,
you dropped out of college,
your...
or the reminder of an impending anniversary?
does it bring to mind that near fatal January day?
are you happy you ultimately stayed?
you were 17,
you had been adopted at 2,
you moved every 4 years,
you were recently diagnosed with bipolar.
stability and consistency were long gone concepts,
drugs found you along the way,
loneliness was the only view,
you felt pathetic while your mother wept.
you were 20,
you had the girl and lost her,
you dropped out of college,
your...
#courage
#determination
#inspirational
#learning
#strength
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MY DEAR BLIND FRIEND
The sun is so immense
You can feel its greeting
As you look up to the warmth sense
That you feel on your face, so pretty...
The world is grateful for its presence
The sun also known as a star
Imagine it, as what shape or color?
The way it solely sits on the sky
It's amazing its existence, more during summer
Looking down on you to just say hi.
"That's right", just wave at it and smile like never.
Many shapes happening up there
Do you feel that breeze?
"Ah"... So heavenly, sniff its...
You can feel its greeting
As you look up to the warmth sense
That you feel on your face, so pretty...
The world is grateful for its presence
The sun also known as a star
Imagine it, as what shape or color?
The way it solely sits on the sky
It's amazing its existence, more during summer
Looking down on you to just say hi.
"That's right", just wave at it and smile like never.
Many shapes happening up there
Do you feel that breeze?
"Ah"... So heavenly, sniff its...
#strength
#inspirational
#uplifting
#learning
#escape
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Next Steps to Growth.
Next steps to growth.
Constance came back from her excursion having found another two Vampires that would need accommodating for a daily feed when they finished the completion phase.
She had already called Ryan to use Penny until we could find another donor to assist with our growing tribe.
She had already got them to agree that coming to the mansion for a short while would be preferable, as while we had space, there was a concern that they lived within a couple of miles of a vampire hunter and leaving them with no support would not be anything more than a...
Constance came back from her excursion having found another two Vampires that would need accommodating for a daily feed when they finished the completion phase.
She had already called Ryan to use Penny until we could find another donor to assist with our growing tribe.
She had already got them to agree that coming to the mansion for a short while would be preferable, as while we had space, there was a concern that they lived within a couple of miles of a vampire hunter and leaving them with no support would not be anything more than a...
#BDSM
#vampires
#learning
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disposable...
he...a euphemism for one...& then another...& another
came into her life with a vengeance
his attentions bringing glowing smiles & eliciting sighs
making her days magically shiny & beautifully bright
so many hours spent together
taking long walks in the park
sharing picnics beneath trees
holding hands in the car...
driving leisurely down gravel coated country roads
...just for the chance to be together
and the way his eyes always sought her out in a crowd
lighting up & immediately filling with love ...
came into her life with a vengeance
his attentions bringing glowing smiles & eliciting sighs
making her days magically shiny & beautifully bright
so many hours spent together
taking long walks in the park
sharing picnics beneath trees
holding hands in the car...
driving leisurely down gravel coated country roads
...just for the chance to be together
and the way his eyes always sought her out in a crowd
lighting up & immediately filling with love ...
#love
#learning
#SelfReflection #healing
#SelfReflection #healing
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Woman To Woman...
#lesbian
#lover
#learning #romantic
#learning #romantic
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