Also Known As Poems - Poems about Also Known As

When you're so low you have to reach up just to touch bottom. Then when you've reached the bottom you still have to climb higher to reach the top. This is what having depression feels like. You see no end, unless you end. There is no strength left within you to climb any higher, so you stay at the...

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In a sweet silence, I sit beside the elderly who have known time as an old friend, And I feel how their presence is like an open window to memories carefully wrapped, Their words flow slowly, like a river winding through the stones of a life lived, Their eyes wander between sky and earth, searching in worlds only...

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To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, The brightest light in every Room, Church, Hall and building That she Ever entered. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, You never knew How you lit up A room, people’s lives And their souls. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, You were strong till Your final days, Inspiring everyone whose Paths crossed with your own. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, I’m...

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You're the best friend I have I just want you to know You're the only best friend Whom I ever have known And all of my self To you freely give You're my best friend, I'll love you As long as I live...

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Flow of God’s life force, in this form of dust, enables us to ink the void with love, requiring but we discard deeds unjust, that boons of grace may in-pour from above. Innate joy of heart ushers bliss delight, that as we embark on a wingless flight, there is in us no fear, since God is near, speaking as conscience, whose whispers...

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in the silence of a rising sun i hear the echo of voices amid whispers and recognize old smiling faces in the hush of a frost laden morning i detect the hint of angelic glances while gently rocking the sleeping babe beneath the subdued moonlight i recognize the lingering perfume of love reclaimed in june AP: 1st place 2025...

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The Spiritual/Material Nexus is Biology and its material antithetical responses to "The Laws of Nature". That process is fundamentally "Cooperative"; a symbiosis based on "Trust". The successful Social Organism, "Civilization", operates the same way. President Trump never speaks "The Truth". A "Faithless" Government is a failure calling for immediate remediation or abolition to safeguard our Individual values. ...

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Every whisper fades to silence, Every touch a fleeting lie. I search for meaning in their gazes, But love has never met my eye. They take my trust, they take my kindness, Turn my soul into their game. A pawn upon their twisted chessboard, A heart consumed by...

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The wind knows the rider before the horse does. Long before sunup, boots scuff barnwood and the rawhide creaks with memory. A buckaroo doesn’t announce himself… he just is. A silhouette stitched into the mesa’s edge, hat pulled low not in mystery, but in reverence. Out here, to be known is not to be seen,...

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Once understanding truth, is when fiction becomes paramount. If not for fiction, truth would never expand, rather stay static. Without fiction, invention would not become possible, just a cosmetic. Without fiction, creativity would become impractical, in turn ceasing much doubt Without fiction, where's contradiction? Relying on fact alone creates a closed mind, Unwilling to learn or listen to opinion or...

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I am guilty for the nation I’ve no business to the world In a play of no sensation I’m a prompter of one word Who would share a consolation For the character of mine I’m a proof of antination Well disjointed from the time Mental tenant of the era Of the sixties – seventies I’m that boy who smashed the mirror It was...

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(A lone voice whispers) Dare you name them, or are they just fleeting memories or impressions? For muses come in many forms, and this relates to all those emotional tributaries. You consciously or unconsciously carry. In mental interdimensional abstracts Which waits patiently to flow rapidly, only to make you perspire when you dream. From fear, love, and all things broken,...

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Spring (also known as vernal) equinox arrives March 20th, 2025 at 5:01?AM in Northern Hemisphere out of hibernation, sans mancave, I will climb eastern standard time, when calendrical, celestial, and chronological prime airy factors mark onset of temperate clime mitt, also coincides with 'super worm equinox moon,' to this Earthling, would appear no larger than a dime though ironically enough, said satellite of Earth closest to this oblate spheroid whatever esoteric...

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“The Juniper Prize: Between the Known and the Unknown” That man built a house of straw and sticks and the stories that burned within - all consuming the titled prize; like a bird sings a song the metre repeats and sticks. yet, another banner, belies an untitled grimm feast for sore hungry eyes - ravenous writers devour their characters easily mindful, with or...

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Un-knowing i write..Of un-known plights..? On a pightle Of troth.' Against the bile.. Galling just those few.' Where I come across.' The law is dead.' Salvation is instead.' For A time such as now. He has fulfilled His vows.' Then a point Will be reached.' All will be taken' all the heavens then to be shaken.' Nations will be...

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