Tag: competitive

When Come To Realize This

Sep 13, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in animals, Broken, Business, Conscious Death Anxiety, Earth, education, Enlightenment, family, gardening, Government, Gratitude, Health, Home, Horses, love, Media, Non-conscious death anxiety, Politics, relationships, Self Reflection

Poet Deb reflects on how understanding death anxiety can clarify human behaviors and reactions. By recognizing this common fear, we can gain deeper insights into ourselves and others. It’s a poignant reminder of our shared vulnerability and the love that can flourish even amidst our anxieties about mortality.
Competitive Weather

Aug 9, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Earth

The poem imagines weather as a competitive sport, where extreme conditions compete for dominance in the Earth’s atmosphere. It portrays captivating weather events like Heatstroke Hurdles and Downpour Derbies, highlighting their drama and unpredictability. The narrative invites readers to engage with the spectacle and choose their favorite weather teams.
Choose Love in a Blindspot

Jul 17, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Health, love, Non-conscious death anxiety

Good intentions are meant yet positive affirmations usually are not working. In blindspots, we miss messages we even give ourselves.
For the Love of Just Playing

Jul 17, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Non-conscious death anxiety, Self Reflection

What else is there in playing sports other than traditional awards? Plenty. How could it be a game if there aren’t winners and losers?”
The Extreme Bad Weather

Mar 22, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Broken, Business, Conscious Death Anxiety, Earth, Government, Healing, Health, Politics, Self Reflection

The poem poignantly reflects on the devastating impact of Trump’s and Billionaire’s invoked disasters on America as being like tornadoes and hurricanes, evoking fear and destruction to the democratic republic. It poses introspective questions about personal struggles and feelings of confinement right now, inviting readers to confront their own challenges. The underlying message is one…
The Don Administration aka The United State’s Rooster Corporation!

Mar 6, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Business, Conscious Death Anxiety, Gratitude, Healing, Health, humor, Media, Politics

In a world filled with overwhelming negativity, the poet finds solace in the authentic voice of Senator Bernie Sanders, emphasizing the importance of genuine leadership. A contrast is drawn between toxic discourse and the uplifting wisdom of true statesmanship, suggesting hope and inspiration can arise from embracing authenticity in politics.
Anti-Liberal? Anti-Conservative?

Mar 4, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Politics, Self Reflection

The content questions the effectiveness of targeting and attacking perceived inferiors, suggesting an internal conflict between liberal and conservative viewpoints. It invites self-reflection on personal behaviors and motivations, accompanied by the signature “Much Love, Deb Poems,” and a link to a relevant video.
Aspirin

Mar 3, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in animals, Health, relationships, Self Reflection

The poem explores the juxtaposition of professional wrestlers and boxers, highlighting their vulnerabilities and fears, particularly the fear of death. Despite their tough exterior, they are portrayed as children wrestling with their fears, engaging in violent competition as a means to confront and suppress these deep-seated anxieties.
Trolling Me?

Mar 2, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Self Reflection

This piece confronts the cowardice of adults tossing their unresolved guilt onto others instead of confronting their own mess. In a society rife with name-calling and procrastination, it challenges us to examine our cowardly tendencies and messy personal lives—
How True Wise

Mar 2, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in education, Self Reflection

The content questions the necessity of respect, loyalty, and consistency when loyalty can be misplaced. It critiques the harshness of enduring lies, the rigidity of unchanging perspectives, and the misinterpretation of honest disagreement as disrespect. The piece urges reflection on these complex dynamics in relationships.
Do The Right Thing

Feb 15, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Business, Conscious Death Anxiety, Enlightenment, Media, Politics, relationships, Self Reflection

The content emphasizes the importance of consistently doing the right thing amidst societal challenges presented by initiatives like Project 2025. It encourages individuals to engage in critical thinking and to let go of fears associated with control and dependency, advocating for a calm resilience while navigating uncertain times.
the Real Deep State

Feb 11, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Non-conscious death anxiety, Self Reflection

Nonconscious Death Anxiety lurks within our minds, causing us to perceive imagined threats. Instead of confronting this anxiety, many continue to battle these illusions, feeling unsatisfied and heroic. The struggle against these vague fears reflects our minds’ inadequacy in handling uncertainty and the unknown. Understanding this may lead to greater clarity.
Never Was An America

Jan 25, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Conscious Death Anxiety, Earth, education, Enlightenment, family, Home, humor, Media, Politics, relationships, Self Reflection

The post riffs on America’s MAGA movement, poking fun at its nostalgic and often unrealistic views, highlighting the absurdity of grown men whining for traditional roles. It’s about seeing the humor in the chaos of it all.
Loving the Helplessness

Jan 23, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Conscious Death Anxiety, Non-conscious death anxiety, Self Reflection

This poignant message encourages embracing love and vulnerability instead of resisting life’s challenges. It highlights how societal pressures to control can lead to suffering and disconnect, filling various spaces with pain. Rather than fearing helplessness, the piece advocates for acceptance and connection, fostering a more compassionate approach to existence.