When does a breeze become a blow a single flake a storm of snow
A psychopath lovingly petting a dog, an honest banker altering his log
What's too hot or too cold, when is one too young or too old
Boundary between sad and glad, good or bad, happy or mad
How fine a line before it disappears, when does a passing glance become leers
A straight line at close vicinity will form a circle growing to infinity
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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- Published: September 24th, 2025 03:12
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, Friendship, Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice, RSM0812
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As bob said, the times they are a changing.
Two seconds is a glance, 5 seconds is leering the judge informed him, jailing him for ten years.
When did the world go mad.
Thank you so much Paul for the read and understanding interpretation. Yes talking to someone that can not be seen or heard warrants commitment and medication but talking to an unseen heavenly being is considered normal and praiseworthy. How much obsessiveness is neatness and how much a disorder.
Soren, this spins with sharp tension…the questions stack until they blur, and you’re left holding the edge of it all. Stark and thought-provoking. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so much for your review Tristan. I do not see categorizations of labels as an adequate measure of something in science, medicine, or mental health they only create discrimination leading to poor and inaccurate treatment. We are on a spectrum and should be treated such. Your words are most appreciated my friend.
To infinity and beyond!!!! My dear Soren 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻🥂✨
Thank you so much for the review and kind words they are most appreciated
Your most welcome my dear Soren ✨✨✨ I appreciate you and your words you know you always write with drip 💧 you stays in the zone 🥂
You are very kind
" A psychopath lovingly petting a dog ? '' This sentence intrigues me because it resonates with my text of today !
Thank you Lorenz yes I have found that contrary to common opinion some psychopaths feel compassion and love for animals others may not torturing them but the idea that a psychopath has no feelings is not always true and illustrates why I don't believe that categorization is valid or helpful in the long run. A spectrum should be used not a label
A hair's breadth between normality and insanity? I cross the line (or that hair's breadth) each day, married to KP! heehee. It's only Fido that keeps me sane. lol
Thanks Orchi for the read and understanding. I have little hair to cross.
The poem “Degrees” explores the nuances of perception and the ambiguity of definitions in human behavior and experiences. It challenges the reader to consider the fluidity of concepts such as emotions, actions, and states of being, suggesting that many things exist on a spectrum rather than in binary categories.
Thank you Friendship for your read and review. Your last sentence pretty much sums it up. Most appreciated my friend.
Wow love this one.. beautifully written.
Thank you so much Petra I appreciate your read and comment
Fantastic.
Thanks so much Thomas it is appreciated
A good play with words here. A fav for sure
Thanks so much for the read and kind words of support they are most appreciated
Clever words soren making us think.
Andy
Thank you so much Andy it is most appreciated
so sad and yet so true!!!
Thank you Nafisa for your review and understanding words of comment they are appreciated
you are always welcome!
have a great week
This poem reminded me of quantum physics where our usual expectations of definitives get defeated. Beautifully rendered- non deterministic yet not ambiguous.
Thank you so much Rebellion again I appreciate your read and interpretation, your words are most valued
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