These are original poems, but I didn't write them. I just cut words out of magazines, newspapers, junk mail, and save them. Then I start arranging them on a page until I sumble upone something I like. Amazingly there are themes and threads that come from my subconsious mind while I'm cutting out words. I wish I had a better pair of scissors. http://chickollage.blogspot.com/2007/04/365-collage-poetry-challenge-day-6.html
Showing posts with label changing the world.. Show all posts
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Friday, December 28, 2012
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Sunday, March 4, 2012
Revivify Life
the text
the most challenging ambition
is to revivify past experience
Let's get to the heart of the matter:
We know the importance of loafing
lies in how we measure ourselves.
Life
is either useful
or destructive.
Spot the difference.
Feel peaceful in a heartbeat.
Each morning
the day lies like a fresh shirt on our bed.
Enjoy.
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Sometimes
the text
Did
you
know sometimes you need to
deny that human life can be lived like
you can keep it going as you have?
You're telling yourself that maybe this time
it'll be different. Don't you know that's
dangerous?
"Wait-- what?"
Sometime the
tell-tell brain asks:
"How do you deal with this open wound?
These are perilous days
and lonely runs both ways?"
G
U Well, I guess I'd answer:
L "To make life better
P love your life,
because life is precious. Youhave to rethink everything you thought you knew.
There's more benefits of life in the slow lane.
Friday, February 3, 2012
The Shit List
The text of the poem
I
happen to be absolutely certain
the
shit list
can't
possibly be true.
Life
is an open
door
to all
that
is possible.
I
often student the joys and regrets of the ancient people,
the
bazaar
twisted
journey
the
great ideas of earthbound miscreants,
the
turmoil and instability
that's
going on.
This
is scary stuff, but
there's
nothing going on here
that
anyone should die for.
I
don't know why,
but
I have a feeling
that
suddenly all is
right
with the world.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Shape Up World
The text of the poem:
Now more than ever
the world needs
a wake up call.
I want to
help heal the world.
Everybody wants to be a hero.
So what! ...er, it's worth noting that
solutins
always arrive too late.
Know that no one and nothing is perfect.
You have the tools to be happy today. All it takes is changing
your attitudes toward yourself and your place in the world.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
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