Category: Broken
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Adam Britton
Among a few of Deb Poets protest poems, this poem is another one for those who can stomach shocking death anxiety triggering truths – this one is about dog torturer and dog murderer Adam Britton, and what other sadists did to vulnerable and helpless animals.
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Gerrymandering Slimes Democracy
The poem critiques gerrymandering in the USA and its negative impact on American democracy, likening it to slippery salamanders creating toxic environments. Redistricting manipulates voting districts, forcing Americans to confront the consequences of this political maneuvering amidst global water scarcity due to global warming. The metaphor highlights systemic issues in governance and resource allocation.
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Your Youtube
The poem dives into the quirks of tech like web browsers and search engines, calling them creative yet tricky tools. In a fun twist, it compares the human brain to having its own chaotic digital world.
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Home Sweet Solar Home
Broken Homes divorced from a grid, transitioned to solar independence, thriving away from traditional energy marriages. Embracing uncertain changes, they found empowerment in self-reliance, navigating challenges along the solar road. This journey revealed a deeper connection to Earth, ultimately fostering a more enduring and loving sense of Home. Much Love, Deb Poems.
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The Limp Is a Reminder
In this poignant reflection, the poet describes the struggle through a barren landscape, seeking solace and beauty amidst pain. The limp symbolizes the misconception that strength lies in relentless motion, revealing that true heroism often involves confronting our vulnerabilities and acknowledging the wisdom in being still and in self-reflection.
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The Fiendish Endish
The poem reflects on the struggles of aging and the relentless challenges it brings. It laments the exhaustion of fighting against life’s adversities, capturing the emotional and physical toll of facing losses and disappointments. Despite the dark realities, a sense of resilience through humor emerges, highlighting the bittersweet nature of growing older.
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Let Life Down
The piece dives into the struggle of letting go and dealing with self-imposed disappointments. It reflects on the idea that clinging to certain beliefs can be tough but acknowledges that embracing life’s flow is essential. In the end, it’s about finding peace with what is.
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Melania’s SOS
So, during her first term, Melania Trump was about tackling cyberbullying. Now, in her second term, she’s taking on deepfake porn too. But honestly, does she realize she vibes like she’s got issues with her husband? Just a thought from Deb Poems, March 2025.
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Death is not the Devil
The poem expresses a struggle with internal beliefs and fears, questioning the origins of these thoughts. The poet confronts their brain for instilling fear, likening it to bullying and expressing a desire for empathy instead of fear. It emphasizes the emotional turmoil caused by these frightening narratives.
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Did your Dad, Uncle, Cousin, Brother, Neighbor, TV Actor, Sister, Aunt, Mother, Teacher, Grand Dad, Grand Mother
This piece invites introspection about how childhood experiences shape political views and fears. It encourages readers to reflect on past traumas and their emotional impact, prompting questions about current beliefs and voting behaviors. By examining these connections, individuals can gain clarity and understanding of their motivations in a compassionate manner.
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Not Listened to Enough
When words fail, try a hug, or help a lost soul find their way home—like yourself! Maybe ditch the dissertation and hum in the shower instead. Let’s face it, who wants to hear your endless complaints? Just watch your own mouth rant in the mirror, soon even your gut’ll get bored!
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The Cut Diamonds of Grief
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in Broken, education, family, gardening, Healing, Health, Home, Organic, relationships, Self ReflectionGrief is a complex, multifaceted emotion that can evolve and affect our lives in profound ways. Instead of striving for a polished, socially acceptable form of grief, we should embrace its raw state, recognizing its unique beauty and value. It’s essential to honor our feelings authentically rather than comparing them to societal expectations.
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A Terrified Hat
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In a world overwhelmed by chaos and endless struggles for supremacy, the content reflects a poignant disillusionment. The poet questions the cyclical nature of violence. Drawing inspiration from MAD Magazine, the poem expresses a sense of boredom and resignation. The plea “Why-O-Why?” underscores a longing for understanding amidst chaos. Ultimately, this is a heartfelt commentary…
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Inspect & Protect Daily
the straps of your body and life that hold you together. Don’t let poverty, being a child, a young male, and an elder loosen a firm and snug grip on your body. https://www.who.int/news-room/fact-sheets/detail/injuries-and-violence#:~:text=Injuries%20and%20violence%20are%20a,risk%20of%20injury%20and%20violence. Run your hands over your head face mouth neck chest legs, check for damage. Do what you can control. Hang out, Store…
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The Internet Can’t
In a heartfelt plea, the author reminds us that genuine connection and a fulfilling life extend beyond the limitations of the internet. Emphasizing the importance of real experiences, they reflect on the inability of digital interactions to provide comfort, safety, or emotional connection, urging us to prioritize our relationships with one another.
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I Trapped Myself
In a poignant reflection, the author shares their father’s last moments in the hospital, marked by denial of his impending death. The piece explores themes of death and capitalism, revealing the father’s struggle with financial burdens and missed conversations about life and death. Regret permeates the narrative, emphasizing the need for open dialogue.
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I Hate My Bad Boss
Bad bosses thrive on control and humiliation, inflicting pain and despair while their victims languish in silence. Escape seems impossible in this toxic hierarchy.
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Listen
I am wondering what we sound like – out in space. What with the bombings, we must appear to be noisy angry neighbors – to the stars. But maybe no one is listening – out there. The violent shrapnel is useless, when it comes to being heard. Maybe we all can for just one day,…
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Fragile Hugs
There are hugs made at arms length, no bossums touching where the heart lay. Afraid of breaking a heart that is cracked, and glued, fragile hugs are taken and given like a fair exchange of goods. ©️2008 Much Love, Deb Poems http://www.muchlovedebpoems.com
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