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The Mind is Lumber: Twenty Five Words Away from Truth

I climbed the highest tree within the forest of my mind… only to look down to find my heart at it’s base, holding an axe. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Divine Inkling: Twenty Five Words Away from Truth

We were given but a divine inkling of what lies beyond mystery so that our minds might imagine what only our hearts know for sure. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Who is Poet: Twenty Five Words Away from Truth

Some of us just write the poems we hear in the hearts of others, so tell me then, who is poet and who is listener? tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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The Writing Hand is Raised a Slave

“Such tiny hands,” he said shoving elephantine thoughts Into them wielding such power – knife clutching, caressing, pen. He took his eyes off the screen for a moment, to watch them go. He pondered, “Long is the journey along nerves … Continue reading

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Heart becomes the sun

Heart becomes a blood dense sun Consuming all of anyone come to take a seat beside or to sacrifice their burdens. Goes the ghosts into the pyre soften, silent from the ire consuming even their own ashes magnesium memories in … Continue reading

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Into the Company of Shadows

Educate our hearts before we speak our minds. For it is we who keep our shadow company, not our shadow ours. I try to catch the latest news, Lest otherwise, I become rolled over by it. And I heard the … Continue reading

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Into the Vacant

God undoes everything From interstellar crystalline To keep a distance in between Each fair feather in gusting flocks in shifting weaves with sequenced wings numbered bezels of the clock ripples role in circles, serpentine spilt in pools of synchrony beneath … Continue reading

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Smithereens

Love’s mystery unraveling is a star burning out… Naught but a flame without its coal; a constellation sans axis to circle about. When its meaning exceeds the object of dreams, Let it go, let it go to be loved to … Continue reading

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#TAG Poetry: Hello Poetry’s Top Ten #Tags 5/10/14 (converted to poetry)

#love takes a #life, but be not #sad for, #pain gives #depression respite, but more that #death, gives life #poetry, so that in times of trouble it’s #you I see, as a #heart in a lighthouse for a #poem lost … Continue reading

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Iqra!

“What if the first command were ‘Write!’ not ‘Read!’” (intended and received as a deeply introspective and profound posit by Maha) What of the pristine experience Of pure meaning before the knowledge of word, it’s metaphor. Even this pondering without … Continue reading

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