Category: Poetry
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The Poet Dreamer
The Poet Dreamer Our lives are nights bereft of cogent dreams, Sleep of light thought of lines of poems Forgotten upon rising. We are poets searching for truth in all dimensions Much less our own lives, Our greatest dream and illusion. The mind plays tricks as symbols contest each…
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Caught in the Headlights
As each day begins, nothing is given. The calendar states, No guarantees. But that’s in the fine print Obscured by our desires Or our tight hold on our destinies. We know what we are doing. The event planned is cancelled Due to bad weather. But we go anyway, Driving…
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Dolphin
Though the seas rage green, You breathe into each wave, Riding the vast, fearless, Sinking into the primordial dimensions Of creative surge With child-like wonder, Playful and joyous. Instinct seeks its tribe. Together, you are valiant in battle, Guarding and protecting Even the stranger. Your laughter, a lifeline For…
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My Eyes Bleed
My eyes bleed To the raw horror Of children cut down while fleeing The coward’s aim. When the one who would be His brother Lies dying, When the warm-hearted gather In trust and prayer, Defenseless to the monster, Who will be a victor only In his own Hell, For he…
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Rain Falls Steady
Rain falls steady As I serve the seeds For birds and squirrels. The grand Ash seems to lean Into my gaze. Her huge trunk and branches Betray her age. A cardinal cocks its head As a squirrel scurries to the bowl For the prize. And the wind chimes sound as…
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Dark Apostle
Rising shadows of flames, dressed in deep void, I arrive to burn the bramble of your complacent life. You hide inside this clay façade, live for self in idle pleasure, slumber in this carcass of addiction and desire. I hold you down as you writhe in agony, thrive on…
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Heartfelt
Heartfelt Love is sacred energy Shared for transmutation. Give so that you may receive; Receive so that you may give. Bounty has no dam. Kindness circles back to its source, for Its path is not that of an aimless arrow Slicing the air to hit an unseen target Into the…
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Rest in Your Being
Rest in your being. Your light is ever shifting its gaze to wholeness As moods can dim what’s inward To quarter light. One cannot judge the size of the heart From dawn to dusk. You are your own moon rising and setting Over the span of hours or days.…
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Mother-Father God
I wrote this poem to celebrate and bless the new home of some dear friends, the Hensley-Crouch family.
Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver 