mkohnen - Hello Poetry

The love we share Gives us song at sunrise Peace at sunset Shelter in the storm Home whenever we’re together Yet all the joy and beauty our love has brought Is felt most deeply as when We share a lingering look Clasped hands slide down to fingertips As we part at the last dance

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4d ago

May 30, 2026 at 12:43 PM UTC

Last Dance

The love we share Gives us song at sunrise Peace at sunset Shelter in the storm Home whenever we’re together Yet all the joy and beauty our love has brought Is felt most deeply as when We share a lingering look Clasped hands slide down to fingertips As we part at the last dance

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Rising smoke from the embers of burning truths Stinging my teary eyes Communities splinter into individuals scurrying into Fortresses surrounded by fences of privacy A volley of beliefs fired across children’s heads Words are explosive, ideas dangerous The shepherds want a homogeneous flock of sheep Chewing our cud on the rhetoric we’re fed Thankful every Sunday Joyous each hawked holiday “We the people” The founding fathers assumed the rulers knew the context and the Populates wouldn’t matter Sometimes Herds will stampede

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May 24

May 24, 2026 at 6:13 PM UTC

Think

Rising smoke from the embers of burning truths Stinging my teary eyes Communities splinter into individuals scurrying into Fortresses surrounded by fences of privacy A volley of beliefs fired across children’s heads Words are explosive, ideas dangerous The shepherds want a homogeneous flock of sheep Chewing our cud on the rhetoric we’re fed Thankful every Sunday Joyous each hawked holiday “We the people” The founding fathers assumed the rulers knew the context and the Populates wouldn’t matter Sometimes Herds will stampede

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I see the zombies go down Devoured by the steel snake That slithers beneath the killers of souls

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May 24

May 24, 2026 at 7:14 AM UTC

Grind

I see the zombies go down Devoured by the steel snake That slithers beneath the killers of souls

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Philosophy Theology Spirituality Psychology Relativity Reality Beliefs spiraling absurdly My meaning is my poetry

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May 23

May 23, 2026 at 7:15 PM UTC

Idyllic

Philosophy Theology Spirituality Psychology Relativity Reality Beliefs spiraling absurdly My meaning is my poetry

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I was cheated at creation Not birth via conception Big bang or voice of God creation All came into existence In an instance Except for an instance Which is a measure of time Time does not exist No matter how much humans insist But it’s what we understand and in 13.8 billion years I appear A bit of a physical flaw but happy My family is not so happy So, I got unhappy 1950’s sensibilities had an ideal son I wasn’t one Not like my brother who was the sun. As for many, struggles and strife filled my life I don’t know why I began Part of an intelligent plan? I guess I’ll know in the end Which already happened

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May 11

May 11, 2026 at 7:30 PM UTC

What I Understand?

I was cheated at creation Not birth via conception Big bang or voice of God creation All came into existence In an instance Except for an instance Which is a measure of time Time does not exist No matter how much humans insist But it’s what we understand and in 13.8 billion years I appear A bit of a physical flaw but happy My family is not so happy So, I got unhappy 1950’s sensibilities had an ideal son I wasn’t one Not like my brother who was the sun. As for many, struggles and strife filled my life I don’t know why I began Part of an intelligent plan? I guess I’ll know in the end Which already happened

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Arthur and I sit and talk together I talk, Arthur ***** his head I need to anthropomorphize him He has no need to zoomorphize me. Our hubris causes us to label Condescendingly, we say animals act like us We could never act like an animal We would give up war, prejudice, greed, Loving with a price. Coveting all the earth can offer beyond our needs When it’s all gone too far We start to fix it all I’ve ridden that pendulum from its apex through positive change, Past a point of rest, rising into new problems. That is where I jumped off As I commiserate with Arthur seeking clarity and summation Arthur butts up against my leg and places his chin on my leg In his soulful eyes he gives me the answer We’re best friends in the simplest true sense with wisdom Of nature

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May 3

May 3, 2026 at 7:02 PM UTC

Talking with Arthur, an Evenings Reflection

Arthur and I sit and talk together I talk, Arthur ***** his head I need to anthropomorphize him He has no need to zoomorphize me. Our hubris causes us to label Condescendingly, we say animals act like us We could never act like an animal We would give up war, prejudice, greed, Loving with a price. Coveting all the earth can offer beyond our needs When it’s all gone too far We start to fix it all I’ve ridden that pendulum from its apex through positive change, Past a point of rest, rising into new problems. That is where I jumped off As I commiserate with Arthur seeking clarity and summation Arthur butts up against my leg and places his chin on my leg In his soulful eyes he gives me the answer We’re best friends in the simplest true sense with wisdom Of nature

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Your wings unfolded to let you fly Leaving me alone for years to wonder why Now my soul ripples beneath my skin Like a newborn’s life ready to begin I will fly the heavens though the twilight hue To find you Love we pledged with our hearts Knowing that with the end of mortal time we would not part No beginning, no ending physical coils dissolve There are no mysteries we need to solve Together again Complete again amen

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May 2

May 2, 2026 at 7:25 PM UTC

Never Ending

Your wings unfolded to let you fly Leaving me alone for years to wonder why Now my soul ripples beneath my skin Like a newborn’s life ready to begin I will fly the heavens though the twilight hue To find you Love we pledged with our hearts Knowing that with the end of mortal time we would not part No beginning, no ending physical coils dissolve There are no mysteries we need to solve Together again Complete again amen

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Back home I huddle away from life Wondering why it is so full of chaotic strife My thoughts maneuver a maze with promised miracles and morose memories Magnificent, merciless, meaningless, a mixed-up menagerie of moments Alone I feel surrounded Noisy silence leaves me confounded Paranoia grows unbounded The world is fluent Floorss, walls, everything become translucent Floating heads, faces are fuzzy Swirling around me making me dizzy They hold tablets, nodding to one another Could they be congratulating each other? Visit over, home alone, the allusion disappeared Or has it returned?

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Apr 25

Apr 25, 2026 at 1:14 PM UTC

Illusion

Back home I huddle away from life Wondering why it is so full of chaotic strife My thoughts maneuver a maze with promised miracles and morose memories Magnificent, merciless, meaningless, a mixed-up menagerie of moments Alone I feel surrounded Noisy silence leaves me confounded Paranoia grows unbounded The world is fluent Floorss, walls, everything become translucent Floating heads, faces are fuzzy Swirling around me making me dizzy They hold tablets, nodding to one another Could they be congratulating each other? Visit over, home alone, the allusion disappeared Or has it returned?

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Tell me what you’re thinking, love The thought that flits in your head like a dove You squint at me trying to remember Sometimes I’m Matt or husband or dad, never a stranger Your pretty face shows me you’re struggling Hesitating and stammering Worried you won't say what you want Relax dear and hold my hand, words are not Important Watching your face, the spark in your eyes, the gentle line of your lips is all that’s necessary More is revealed to me in silence than said with any verbose vocabulary Noise is anxiety Here quiet with you is serenity The body is weak, the mind vulnerable But our souls are both ethereal and tangible Enriched with love They rise over human strife to soar above

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Apr 10

Apr 10, 2026 at 11:22 AM UTC

Speaking in Silence

Tell me what you’re thinking, love The thought that flits in your head like a dove You squint at me trying to remember Sometimes I’m Matt or husband or dad, never a stranger Your pretty face shows me you’re struggling Hesitating and stammering Worried you won't say what you want Relax dear and hold my hand, words are not Important Watching your face, the spark in your eyes, the gentle line of your lips is all that’s necessary More is revealed to me in silence than said with any verbose vocabulary Noise is anxiety Here quiet with you is serenity The body is weak, the mind vulnerable But our souls are both ethereal and tangible Enriched with love They rise over human strife to soar above

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Neither more nor less Beautiful, unique, human Embrace difference

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Apr 6

Apr 6, 2026 at 5:36 AM UTC

Neurodiversity

Neither more nor less Beautiful, unique, human Embrace difference

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