#reactions
Our brain, Our mind, our command center,
Without thinking, they control our breathing,
Heartbeat, while processing our vision, hearing,
So much more, always giving us signs.
We can look outside to rain, convincing ourselves,
It’s going to be a gloomy day, everything seems,
To go slow even the actual time.
Some people say no one can control them,
If we hear, read, see, somethings enough,
We even start doing them every day,
How did almost, everyone in the country,
All about the same time, decide they were,
Going to carry a bottle of water or something,
Every day even if not thirsty, habits born stay,
Cell phones the same, ever hear of people,
Leaving their kids in a car, their phone, no way.
The Original: Tom Maxwell© 3/16/22 A D
9:45 pm
Apr 4, 2022
Apr 4, 2022 at 10:17 AM UTC
Soon the sun will be out of sight,
As it falls to the west, we begin our night,
Then, the street lights will shine so bright,
Later as everyone starts yawning, they say good night.
We just lived through, another day,
Never knowing, how many more, may come our way.
There is no rhyme or reason,
We each have a different length, to our personal season.
In this life no one, forever stays,
We each have an unknown time, place, and way,
Our reservations have been made.
Think positive, learn, teach, help others, every day.
No need to complain about things,
You have no power to advise or change,
Many times, in this life, we will have to rearrange,
Be thankful for this life’s short stay,
In the morning, the sun will rise, in the eastern sky,
Shining bright, to light our way, another day.
The original: Tom Maxwell © 3/15/22 AD
Mar 16, 2022
Mar 16, 2022 at 4:28 AM UTC
Our attitude, and what we believe,
Is a big part of this life, every day,
How we react to certain situations,
Can lead us forward,
Or leave us where we are to stay,
It’s the same, for everyone,
No matter where you’re from, your work, or how you pray.
Our beliefs, will always change,
Examine both sides of each situation, every time,
Rules, laws, along with many other circumstances,
Were created, to keep negative thoughts and fear, within our mind,
We have to have trust and faith for ourselves,
Have confidence, and always watch for positive signs.
The Original: Tom Maxwell © 1/10/2022AD
7:45 PM
Jan 10, 2022
Jan 10, 2022 at 9:45 PM UTC
relationships
are water on the rock
erosion
rust on iron
corrosion
a match to nitroglycerin
explosions
it's love undeniable
minor indiscretions unbeknownst to you
picked apart
it's having someone reliable
to leave you stranded and alone in your moments dark
joy undescribable
when you're stabbed in the heart
May 23, 2021
May 23, 2021 at 8:04 PM UTC
to feel . . .
. . . is to incite reaction
and sometimes the **** you’re feeling
doesn’t deserve the energy
it takes to ignite it
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 11:28 PM UTC
We all have reactions
You see something scary you scream and run
You see someone you like and love your throat tightens and your heart beats with passion
You start a new game and start to play and the whole time you play you have fun
May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC
a fog of uncertainty
or mist of opportunity
discouragement of the fearful
passion of the pathfinders
boredom of the erudite
opportunity of the ready
despair of the overcome
pride of the calm conqueror
crumbling of the thoughtless
savvy of the thinker
rebellion of restless seas
wisdom of the calmer waters
coarseness of the unmodified rocks
refinement of a rare diamond sage
repeating dirge of the pessimists
excitement of the optimists
shock of the confronted
pragmatism of the realists
dissatisfaction of the takers
fulfillment's flame in the givers
empty shell of the ever selfish
and balm of those who
to the bewildered
smile kindness
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC
From a very early age we start to form some wrinkles in our mind
with all of those impressions we gather in life of an unusual kind.
It's those things we think, believe, say and do as we live and grow
that form the basis of our problems of which maturity does show.
Especially all of those wrong thoughts, beliefs, words and actions
indulged in that cause or bring about much of our dis-satisfactions.
Very often we don't really know or understand what's for own good
and hold onto those things that we need to let go of which we could.
We all become attached to certain things that so form our behaviour
which can cause all those problems we seek help for from a saviour.
Whether it's to do with some physical, emotional or mental distress
we often wonder how we find ourselves to be in such a current mess.
Too much of a good thing that seems to be alright for a period of time
may only start the ball rolling towards an unlikely or unhealthy clime.
And as we tend to give in to so many temptations each and every day
our mind develops wrinkles that over time come to plague us and stay.
We're all usually born with what is known as a clean slate of a mind
that's gradually filled up by things as we live, grow and learn we find;
particularly with regard to the circumstances that come with our birth
and family situations through our parents on this planet called Earth.
There are also things that come to us unexpectedly as we all live
which may cause various problems and even some setbacks give.
But it's really how we handle and cope with what life throws at us
and take advantage of any opportunities that will result in our plus.
The wrinkles in the mind which may form during the course of life
have the hidden or likely potential to cause someone a lot of strife.
Especially when they're formed in the mind of one at an early age
and aren't smoothed out by the one concerned at some later stage.
They resemble the grooves on a vinyl recording that are played with
a record player's needle passing over them producing the sound pith
of recorded music or song that have been damaged by some means
playing the same part over repeatedly and its progress contravenes.
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Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 2:15 AM UTC
She looks up
Blinking at the ringlets that suddenly flop into her curious gaze
Gazing down at the strange cracks in the bench in which one’s toes invariably find themselves wedged
Reaching out at the twitching nostril of my stunned ten year old brother
Pointing at the strange piece of white cheese in the sky whose name seems to imitate a cow
Knocking off the hat that seems to magically appear on one’s head and frowning at the peal of laughter following it
Calling out to her father and chewing on the hem of his trousers when he seems to find guests more interesting than his one year old daughter
My cousin is in her own little world
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
silence is all i’ve ever hoped for
the constant blaring drumming of my heart keeps my mind racing with each pitter patter it lets out
my brain buzzes with activities from
the moment it comes to each day
my stomach screams and falls into itself over and over and over with each rise and fall of excitement and loss
my body aches
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC
There something about remembering
The ripples in the current
The break in the silence
An ever ringing tone
that rebounds through the sea
and oh my nostalgia
How long has it been
Since you have left me
The center of that breaking wave
The remembrance of my longing heart
Long ago a core reminder
And now shallow pulls in a raging ocean
Take me back to that quiet breaking water
Where I was once a little fish
In a small pond
Yearning to be free
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
upon a hill with the birch and pine
into the shade of north mountain rain
past the foot-marks and berry bushes
i tear into the frame of what makes me.
i dig holes into dim reflections
and use and fuse the self shut.
tongue can taste the ripping of wounds
the sour and gluttonous spite
my greedy mouth chews and chews.
teeth tear the rusty bearings lose
and i sink in the swell of the sea
where the stinging is most.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
Call it experience, self-protection
Or even just "listening to their gut" -
But people can smell self-hatred
Like a pile of dog ****
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 5:56 AM UTC
I COMPOSE MY POEMS
ON TOPICS I SEE
HOW YOU REACT IS
TOTALLY UP TO THEE
THERE IS NO MALICE
OR HARM OR CONTEMPT
JUST INFORMATION I COLLECT
A POEM I ATTEMPT
THE WORDS EVOKE EMOTION
THE TYPE SET DOSE NOT MATTER
HOW YOU UNDERSTAND THE POEM
WILL START INTERNET CHATTER
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR COMMENTS
AND ALL THE INTEREST IN MY POEMS.
" THE TRUMP CHRONICLES " WILL DEFINITELY
CREATE EMOTIONS.
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 5:46 PM UTC
When I
Remembered
Your name
When I
Imagined
Your smile
Heart beat...
...Heart beat
When I
Received
A message
Containing
Some of
Your thoughts
Bright eyes...
Bright eyes...
When I saw
Your face
Blushing
From
Something
That I did
Say
Hot ears...
Hot ears...
When I listened
To your voice
Whispering
Something
So cute
Goose bumps...goose bumps...
When I
Noticed that
Your eyes
Started to
Tear from
My talk
Melt
Down
....
Melt
Down...
But since all
Is over
Now
Everything
Feels
So mundane
Silence.
Just.
Silence.
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
bodies are galaxies;
and within ours
constellations
go all rogue in seconds,
talking to each other
without
permission and consent;
without our knowledge;
there is a plot
behind our backs,
a conspiracy
of unexplored possibilities;
and like plastic dolls
at the hands of gods
we are drawn so close,
a clash ensues
of comfort zones
with the aid of gravity;
we'll regain control,
of course,
just before impact
Dec 21, 2016
Dec 21, 2016 at 8:44 AM UTC
I used to fall for her,
head over heels,
but somehow I let us,
get off on the wrong foot,
because I didn't put my best foot forward,
enough times to save face,
and it didn't take an army full of men and women,
in about face to know they set up there own fate.
but of all the wars best spy,
none have gotten the chance to spy on your eyes,
eyes of sparkles and love though light,
but you don't know that when I see you everything seems alright,
even though it will cost me an arm and a leg,
to get close to you and I'm greeted with a cold shoulder,
when I just want your open arms,
to be meant for me,
meant for just holding my body,
to hold not just our body's but souls closely,
but I have to keep my nose clean,
and stop my tears and sniffling,
I will start by keeping my chin up,
and playing my life by ear,
for I wasted all these years on you,
so I need to bid these thought of you "farewell"
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC
Initial reaction: open.
I’d do anything
to help you navigate
out of yourself.
Wrap you up, consume you, carry you
and your demons inside of me
until you are new again.
In that instant
squeezing so tight, in hopes
of putting all your pieces back together.
But that would take millions
of moments and we were only given one.
Processing reaction: closing.
Resorting to all I’ve ever known
helplessly watching from inside
locking myself behind the walls I build
to protect myself from harm, selfish.
Not wanting to lose what I’ve worked
so hard to construct.
Final reaction: I will not set
fire to myself
to keep you warm
but I will help you
find your own.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 6:39 PM UTC
She severed the head of love's complacency
covering all I thought I'd discovered with a vice
like grip on a puzzling figuring out of normalcy
refusing any defining by turning pose in a trice
into fusions of fiery burns of my assumptions
until she was nowhere but there at every turn
churning the pressure with neat beats of passions
with valves registering a blistering alarm
a companion unhinged by dimensions dark tinged
not a snake charming woman nor a venomous fang
yet poison was taken with a cringe and a change
into a Hyde or a Jekyll I cannot decide things
When my grasps fall between all her parts half revealed
I gasp out of hunger pang eagerness to feel
slender slinking through fingers and thumbs unsolved
as a friend or a foe I can't know if she's real
Beyond physical perception I cannot be certain
because of fantastical attractions in legion
gone viral in tongues insubstantial past vision
yet assembled in ways which portend a contagion
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC