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 the ordeal of change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the ordeal of change. Show all posts
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Tuesday, October 30, 2012
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Thursday, October 18, 2012
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
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, March 2, 2012
The Art Of Living
the text
The Art
of Living
can be puzzling.
Let's shed some lifht on life.
Control is an illusion.
Beware: you can't
take charge of your
extraordinary out of
control life.
You have had to del with heartache.
We shoud have
been more skeptical
What're you
gonna do?
It has
become increasingly
clear that imperfeftion is what makes us human/
Let's get practical: We live with what
happens to us
We jump
between the dim &
the dark.
We live with open
wounds.
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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.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Bogged down in Life
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Journey On
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Brain Push-ups
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Sunday, November 6, 2011
Your Voice
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Saturday, November 5, 2011
Sleep
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Embrace Fearlessness
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