Category: Poetry [2014]
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The Creative Heart-Mind, The Soul Quivers.
The creative heart-Mind, the soul quivers. I quiver in acceptance of energetic shifting. The strings of desires can be seen as light twisting into a different rope. I know when I am unwanted. A silent companion, I know when I am watching a closed circuit television show. Cable: I was floating in space looking, looking. …
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I Fell In Love W/ A Mathematician.
I think cuddling with you, as a concept constructed in relativity, would be interesting. We could talk about life and drink wine in the warmth of an intellectually stimulating conversational flow laced with laughter, mouths stained purple and smiles wide as miles flashing by like thoughts (lightning that never strikes again in the same way,…
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i rage b/c i love
i rage because i love and this love this ocean these waves that rock but other times we are still we are swooshing lightly cave under the sea floor no body knows us but us we are but we are whirl pool wind we are crashing against the shore we are salt as pain as…
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in the water we have no names w/ love
in the beginning i am writhing ocean, exploding waters, deep bubbling wellspring simmering, reservoir dam breaking under pressure now i am processing, pennies and mirrors, smaller and recycling, reflective reflecting, a copper bowl with cooler contemplations and i strive to keep what i am and what i know to be to be anchored to be…
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name me
your name is like a verbal tattoo for your identity. it’s permanent but it’s not permanent. it’s a poem with infinite intersections of meanings. it can be a loaded gun and a field of blooming flowers, separately & simultaneously. your name is a powerful statement, an incantation. your name is a prayer, a blessing, an…
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