human behavior poems

The Office – A Poem by Stan Morrison

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My wall calendar is still set on last May
I have redefined the word disarray
The desk is the final resting place for the unresolved
the past due, the neglected and the uninvolved
the unopened, the marked urgent and never done
a sea of pamphlets, journals and manila envelopes
it’s all waiting patiently to see what develops
I know exactly where everything is that I need
And I can lay my hands on it in lightning speed
so, all you obsessive, organized, neatnik types can go to hell
because when you guys straighten up, NO ONE CAN TELL!

Truth Is Not Always in the Pudding – A Poem by Roy Pullam

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Reputations are built
In blocks
Credits piled
In a delicate balance
Over a lifetime
How liars
Love to kick
Them over
Leaving a life’s work
Like scattered child toys
But it is not a plaything
The malicious intent
As senseless
As the bite
Of a mad dog
Striking out
At anything standing
And it being so hard
To reclaim honor
To build up
What was knocked down
For gossip is juicier
Than the taste
Of truth
And even the truth
Sometimes will not
Set you free

Creative Discipline – A Poem by JD DeHart

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Prism of behavior
action always seeking
satisfaction of some hidden
unexpressed need

Why not ask Why not
Respond in unexpected
ways, find consequences
that work

Instead of shutting ourselves
up in a locked prison
of rigid expectations.

Gear Up – A Poem by JD DeHart

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The way he says
get ready, gear up
makes me imagine
an internal clock

cog kicking against cog,
a furry creature
turning a wheel
at the center of him

smell of rubber
and onions

fueled by the gas
station cappuccino
and constant soda
streaming into him.

As If Type 1 Wasn't Enough – A Poem by Wanda Morrow Clevenger

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borderline Randle
McMurphy-ism
drew me to the online
diabetes groups

those needle gurus
were veterans,
some since childhood

they were spouting
percentages
and number slash numbers
glucose levels
MDI
BGL
ketones
bolus
lantus loading
– before or after sex? –
subtracting fiber
from carb
and pumps and
brands–glitches–cost–
warranty expectancy

there was moaning and
wailing about something
or something else
that no one had a
universal answer for
or ever would

and no one dared speak
of recipes or food per se,
food oddly verboten

when I mentioned
I was enjoying
some success
with inhaled insulin
some helpful Type 2
said using that stuff
would give me
cancer

More at http://wlc-wlcblog.blogspot.com/.

Resurrection Tuesday | Judge Santiago Burdon

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The subversive scheme
of benevolent intention
Fades with the last smile of summer
Sounding an aluminum voice
With an echo of fragile breath
Silence interrupts the
Applause of thunder
Sentiments of affection
Now a crippling disability
Unable to outrun the future
Your long ago in pursuit
On the heels of memory’s shadow.
Littering an already tortured landscape
with leaves of a weathered reputation
The forecast calling for a season of scandal
Created on this resurrection Tuesday.

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Deception | JayM

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To End The Day:

What is joy
Asked the bee,
Anything that can enchant my soul
The flower replied.

The abandoned petal laughed
Said,
Brutus was his happiness
He was Caesar.

At Dusk | Kerrie Salem

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Look behind you,
Look in front.

You don’t hear
What I do.

You don’t feel
What they do.

On the periphery
Of the scene.

Just out of reach
At dusk.

A Dialogue with My Soul | Durgesh Verma

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“I’ve faith in my feathers
which give the ability to fly worldwide
with my 6/6 eyesight.

My light weighted skeleton helps me to hop-
to plash in the cool shallow river
and to prance on the tree top.

Our species live in the flock
which is considered a form of culture.
I’m completely shocked to see man’s nature like the vulture.

I migrate on great distance
without having any hindrance.
But you’ve merely made range.

I have a toothless beak to chirp and to sing.
But you harshly cut down
my wings in a single blink!

You’ve put me in the cage
& have snatched my part of sunshine.
May I know the reason for such heinous crime!”

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