Sameness Poems - Poems about Sameness

it is such as shame when 'it's all the same to you' for same is tame, lame when I want to play the game two-up in a frame aflame...Read the rest...

Variety is the spice of life At least that's what they say.. We celebrate different colours Yet the world still chooses grey There's room for different flavours Whether green leaf, pulse or grain Banana loaf or carrot cake? Nutrition stays...Read the rest...

Mere readers and writers we are, Tell me, who’s found a new letter? Seers as if of same stars in sky, As same water’s recycled nigh, Vibes of the same waves on us vie. To learn same things we’ve strived...Read the rest...

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Armor By Sy Roth Not a knight But suited in armor nonetheless. Right now, I am night, Shrouded in a darkness. They see me Or perhaps just look at me Hidden in shade. A shade adorned in blue and gold Messenger of nothing. But what...Read the rest...

Hemmed in on each side by pier post And rope that holds no hope. But in the East the sun everyday rises Assurance in sameness there's no need to grope Date: 04/21/2021 Contest: Liberum Divisa 5 Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden From my...Read the rest...

It cocks an eye at me. I recall, as a boy, I stood by a window looking at a sparrow just like this one. Every feather could be the same, even the mien and stance of the bird – the same. I...Read the rest...

We have much in common, the same number of limbs organs, D.N.A., frailties. Yet there’s still a smidgen, a pinch of disparity, just enough difference for a disagreement. Enough to possibly instigate an insoluble conflict, or a religious feud between one moron and another. Given time,...Read the rest...

A scrimmage A scrummage A squeamage A dirvage A political tryst Dividing up sides Slapping too easy Assault rifles on The reds The blues The greens The yellows A scrimmage A scrummage A squeamage A dirvage We laugh at our diversity Knowing our sameness Is what really matters The media wins. And we sit...Read the rest...

our unique Sameness be who you are we are taught.. those who know who they are and are who they are: these are teachers temporary teachers who offer a word or a brushstroke or a glance wiping clean our cloudy perceptions.. allowing then our perceiving to shine with our very own unique...Read the rest...

Many are gabbing, like magpies on steroids. As if we are getting away with something. Our big chance to speak to adults, and we are taking it. Teachers at a faculty meeting. I distance myself in...Read the rest...

We are all going to wear khaki pants to the parade. What’s khaki? I ask, knowing, but wanting to see his reaction. He is new, and I love to toy with the new guy. “You know,” he says,...Read the rest...

Some people find comfort in living the same day Every day doing what they did yesterday in the same way. I know a man who ate a ham sandwich with cheese plain No condiments every...Read the rest...

Track this light through my always And this fact to our never... Thrust this test into wonder, And fracture away from this ...this sameness of us, with hearts in too deep...Read the rest...

When life slips into sameness And the days go drifting by, Those who shuffle, feeling aimless, Should find other fish to fry. For the bored are never blameless Since there’s so much they can do Without being bold or shameless In the...Read the rest...