Poems about Risk
#risk
Poems about risk, here you'll find poetry about taking risks and exposing ourselves to dangerous situations. Poems about risking danger or harm, along with poetry about putting our emotions on the line.
That's My Day
Get up in the morning
The alarm goes off
Eyes open
To catch up to my mind
City has gone wild
Armed with light
There are times
I trudge right through
Perfect target
Snatch, cut, or shoot
Walk from the train
Back through the door
That's my day
The alarm goes off
Eyes open
To catch up to my mind
City has gone wild
Armed with light
There are times
I trudge right through
Perfect target
Snatch, cut, or shoot
Walk from the train
Back through the door
That's my day
#risk
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Monty Burns
He's evil, and he's funny...
except evil isn't funny...
so what makes Mr. Burns so great?
It's because we inherently know
that evil is silly WHEN it isn't a threat...
due to gerontologic circumstance.
Let's keep it that way.
except evil isn't funny...
so what makes Mr. Burns so great?
It's because we inherently know
that evil is silly WHEN it isn't a threat...
due to gerontologic circumstance.
Let's keep it that way.
#culture
#freedom
#risk
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rewrite
you are allowed to rewrite
your story
no matter how sad, desperate
or wounded that story is now
there is nothing stopping you
expect your own imagination,
lack of free will and self
determination
the pages are blank once
more
history is
history
stay the victim if you
wish
but life really doesn't
keep accounts of
such
live with ghost in your
head if you
must
but remember
the sun has survived
millions of
years
...
your story
no matter how sad, desperate
or wounded that story is now
there is nothing stopping you
expect your own imagination,
lack of free will and self
determination
the pages are blank once
more
history is
history
stay the victim if you
wish
but life really doesn't
keep accounts of
such
live with ghost in your
head if you
must
but remember
the sun has survived
millions of
years
...
#acceptance
#determination
#FeelingTrapped
#redemption
#risk
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Aligning the Mimics
No clarity of conscience
to fill the void
with coherent musings
Just
a vast shading of a poise
that darkens
the stance of subjugation
O’ hath the shakers
encouraging the oath of idolatry
infecting the paths of our children
masterful leaders
intent
on manufacturing an illness
to challenge their views
Sedentary players
that measure their worth;
their grit
Aligning the mimics to accept
the roguery of an ill-managed ruse
In depth, they are the spinners of tales
illustrious ...
to fill the void
with coherent musings
Just
a vast shading of a poise
that darkens
the stance of subjugation
O’ hath the shakers
encouraging the oath of idolatry
infecting the paths of our children
masterful leaders
intent
on manufacturing an illness
to challenge their views
Sedentary players
that measure their worth;
their grit
Aligning the mimics to accept
the roguery of an ill-managed ruse
In depth, they are the spinners of tales
illustrious ...
#dark
#identity
#risk
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Silent - A Tragedy
Two Years Ago, Gavin
After that? Pretty blurred, really. Tragic, like a dying swan. All that beauty gone. Jace invited me back to his for a drink and a grill up, but I made a decision: get a train and return home early, enough of Philippa. Dawn went to fetch Paul, and Paul drove Dawn, Jace and me back to Lyme House to collect my stuff. Then on to the train station.
We didn't say much on the way to the station. Such an intensity of emotion, Jace and Dawn seemed upset by my departure, even though we hardly knew each other.
At the station, Dawn hugged me,...
After that? Pretty blurred, really. Tragic, like a dying swan. All that beauty gone. Jace invited me back to his for a drink and a grill up, but I made a decision: get a train and return home early, enough of Philippa. Dawn went to fetch Paul, and Paul drove Dawn, Jace and me back to Lyme House to collect my stuff. Then on to the train station.
We didn't say much on the way to the station. Such an intensity of emotion, Jace and Dawn seemed upset by my departure, even though we hardly knew each other.
At the station, Dawn hugged me,...
#mystery
#risk
#tragedy
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I Will
Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.”
- Edgar Allen Poe
I don’t need
Perfect
I need flawed
Like me
My
Unconditional
Messy
Broken
Sweaty
Crazy
Love
Demonstrated
Through
All my
Glorious
Fuck ups
Needs
You
Stumble
Through
This life
With me
Together
We make
Sense
Separate
It’s just
You
And me
In a cracked ...
- Edgar Allen Poe
I don’t need
Perfect
I need flawed
Like me
My
Unconditional
Messy
Broken
Sweaty
Crazy
Love
Demonstrated
Through
All my
Glorious
Fuck ups
Needs
You
Stumble
Through
This life
With me
Together
We make
Sense
Separate
It’s just
You
And me
In a cracked ...
#happiness
#hope
#love #risk
#love #risk
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Somewhere, SomeTime
I always find my alter ego, whenever i roam the rocky hills, or skipping right out from home, into
the pine forest on the village fringe, where the pure breeze inspires the pastoral themes..
where life in its prime tells the truth, the wisdom and the sincere feeling.There ! is my Home !
i sat on the hilltop watching the tiny village stretching below,"my bled" lost in a foggy silent indolence,
where carelessness and dark interests breed inside empty coffee shops, and shady nooks; and dark corners....
where kids in their blooming age reap what the bad...
the pine forest on the village fringe, where the pure breeze inspires the pastoral themes..
where life in its prime tells the truth, the wisdom and the sincere feeling.There ! is my Home !
i sat on the hilltop watching the tiny village stretching below,"my bled" lost in a foggy silent indolence,
where carelessness and dark interests breed inside empty coffee shops, and shady nooks; and dark corners....
where kids in their blooming age reap what the bad...
#consumerism
#identity
#politics
#responsibility
#risk
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Silent - The Concert
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Friday, day of the concert. Jace seemed jittery. Lucy still wasn't answering her phone, he told me. By now, she would be back in Yorkshire. At quarter to one, he took his seat in the audience and I went to sit in the Green Room behind the stage before my turn.
A couple of people performed before me. I was due on last. In the background, I heard applause, followed by mentor Dawn voice whispering my name, telling me to go on, wishing me the best. I opened the door and stepped out. Walked over to the grand piano and took a bow. Warmed up with a...
Friday, day of the concert. Jace seemed jittery. Lucy still wasn't answering her phone, he told me. By now, she would be back in Yorkshire. At quarter to one, he took his seat in the audience and I went to sit in the Green Room behind the stage before my turn.
A couple of people performed before me. I was due on last. In the background, I heard applause, followed by mentor Dawn voice whispering my name, telling me to go on, wishing me the best. I opened the door and stepped out. Walked over to the grand piano and took a bow. Warmed up with a...
#music
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Dauntless
Not here to charm you
life is stiff enough without
those expectations.
life is stiff enough without
those expectations.
#haiku
#determination
#risk #strength
#risk #strength
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Silent - Concerns
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Arthur Harlesden drove over about half an hour later to meet us in the Remembrance Garden at the rear of the House.
'Ah, yes,' he said, smiling away at the entrance to the wooden shelter where Lucy had first rested her head on my shoulder the other evening. 'I'm afraid, there was a little bit of trouble earlier, but it's all been sorted now and Lucy is quite safe. A member of the public contacted the police in a somewhat distressed manner this afternoon, describing a female who matched Lucy's description. When the police came, they found Lucy...
Arthur Harlesden drove over about half an hour later to meet us in the Remembrance Garden at the rear of the House.
'Ah, yes,' he said, smiling away at the entrance to the wooden shelter where Lucy had first rested her head on my shoulder the other evening. 'I'm afraid, there was a little bit of trouble earlier, but it's all been sorted now and Lucy is quite safe. A member of the public contacted the police in a somewhat distressed manner this afternoon, describing a female who matched Lucy's description. When the police came, they found Lucy...
#friendship
#mystery
#risk
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Silent - The Missing Friend
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I phoned Jace. No answer. Texted: are u around? Weird stuff going on. Call me NOW.
I went back upstairs again.
'Awww,' I screamed near the top of the stairs.
A pair of hands gripped me around the waist, travelling up to cover my eyes. A knee lodged in my kidney, forcing me back, and I found myself half-falling, half thrashing out in self-defence, certain that Steve was about to attack me.
Or Aidan.
I tried stamping on his foot, but he sensed the intended move and twisted his foot away from mine....
I phoned Jace. No answer. Texted: are u around? Weird stuff going on. Call me NOW.
I went back upstairs again.
'Awww,' I screamed near the top of the stairs.
A pair of hands gripped me around the waist, travelling up to cover my eyes. A knee lodged in my kidney, forcing me back, and I found myself half-falling, half thrashing out in self-defence, certain that Steve was about to attack me.
Or Aidan.
I tried stamping on his foot, but he sensed the intended move and twisted his foot away from mine....
#friendship
#mystery
#risk
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Void
pitch black senryu
poetry without a sound
empty envelope
poetry without a sound
empty envelope
#risk
#senryu
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