Ingrained
memory ingrained in the memory,
faces ingrained in the wood.
light ingrained in the darkness,
evil ingrained in the good.
poor man ingrained in the bricks
that built the rich man's home.
father ingrained in the child,
his destination, gone...
freedom ingrained in oppression,
moth ingrained in the flame.
tomorrow ingrained in today,
the nameless ingrained in the name.
courage ingrained in the fears
that determination overcomes.
God ingrained in the human,
left standing when all is done!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A stone is ingrained with geological and historical memories.
quote by Andy Goldsworthy
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If you already have a piece of music ingrained in your body, why would you not play it?
quote by Keith Jarrett
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Isn't it amazing how celebrity status preempts even the most ingrained hatreds?
quote by Camryn Manheim
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Equal? ?
Ingrained, broken glass
scattered on every surface
my childhood playground
poem by His Homeynence Sir Peckerwood Ali III
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People usually think according to their inclinations, speak according to their learning and ingrained opinions, but generally act according to custom.
quote by Francis Bacon
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This Old Body
another log
...on the fire,
every
...tree
.....has
.......a
......story,
ingrained deeply
...into the wood!
wonder whose fire
..this
...old
.....body
...w ill feed?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Violence and irrationality were so long and thoroughly cultivated among the Irish, and so perfectly ingrained into their nature, that modern civilization has as yet been unable to extract the virus.
quote by Thomas Mellon
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Clinton's fakery was so deft and deeply ingrained that it was impossible to tell where it ended and the real Bill Clinton began. This constituted a kind of political genius.
quote by Rich Lowry
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Transparent Energies
burnt into your memory
the cascading paths of two seperate lifes
One so rich colourful and ambient
the other feels such emotion
whenever the distant memory ingrained
is unleashed to rome like a pagan
in this life it feels so powerful
a robust energy, it opens her soul
the transparent energies
build her up like a roming gypsy
two perceptions become like a whole
a new understanding is rewritten
poem by Rachelerika Henderson
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Seventy-Four And Twenty
Here goes a man of seventy-four,
Who sees not what life means for him,
And here another in years a score
Who reads its very figure and trim.
The one who shall walk to-day with me
Is not the youth who gazes far,
But the breezy wight who cannot see
What Earth's ingrained conditions are.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Most of the time common stocks are subject to irrational and excessive price fluctuations in both directions as the consequence of the ingrained tendency of most people to speculate or gamble... to give way to hope, fear and greed.
quote by Benjamin Graham
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Written on the Wang River Scroll
No urge now to write poems.
Old age is my companion.
In error they made me a poet in a past life.
Some lost existence had me as a painter.
Unable to get rid of ingrained habits,
The world has come to know me by them.
My name, my style, they may grasp, it’s true.
But my mind and heart they’ll never know.
poem by Wang Wei
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Discipline is based on pride, on meticulous attention to details, and on mutual respect and confidence. Discipline must be a habit so ingrained that it is stronger than the excitement of the goal or the fear of failure.
quote by Gary Ryan Blair
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Shades Of Gray
Black is black and white is white
A pragmatist most likely to insist
Ignoring shades of gray he might
For ingrained is a nature to resist
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Travellers gallery
Travellers gallery
~
welcome to the travellers gallery
the windows frame a world
from water coloured rivers
to pastel forests and fields
sketched out towns spread out
between charcoal cities
nameless people, faces
all passing in a hurry
the travellers gallery presents
a life in motion exhibition
all in natural hue colour
by bus, train or car
the landscape and portraits
become ingrained in memory
welcome to the travellers gallery
poem by Matthew Holloway
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How thoroughly it is ingrained in mathematical science that every real advance goes hand in hand with the invention of sharper tools and simpler methods which, at the same time, assist in understanding earlier theories and in casting aside some more complicated developments.
quote by David Hilbert
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I was influenced when I was younger by the cartoon movies that Disney put out, like Cinderella and what not. I watched those movies over and over when I was younger and the music is ingrained into my head. Nowadays, I'm still humming the tunes. It taught me the fundamentals.
Intoxicating
my eyes are heavy
wanting to sleep but can't
for the memory of yo is intoxicating
ingrained in my mind
the way your breath
(hot on my neck)
gave me chills
the way your hands
(iceicles on my flesh)
burned me
our secret sighs wispered into the air around us
as our bodies, pressed together
screamed for more
so now when my heavy eyes droop
the memory of losing myself
in your eyes
is intoxicating
poem by Mackenzie Scholte
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Poetical Rules
Poetical forms
should serve, and not be served,
what, deserved, conforms?
Muse poetical
mocks lock's lined paradox box, shocks
re...role versicle
Poetical rules
should be ingrained then ignored,
only the heart schools
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Evolving, Constantly Changing (For Jan)
i look deep
into the depths
of my soul...
behind the doors
long closed,
darkness layered
in darkness...
before there were words!
i see stones, wind,
and great bent trees.
and their voices sound
like mine!
evolving,
constantly changing,
molded by light
and desire.
what have i become?
what will i become?
time,
an illusion,
drops of water
clinging to the leaf.
evolving,
the hand unseen,
the face deeply ingrained!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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