Tag Archives: spiritual

Scribed & emptied

As apoet,you needto find a balance between creativity &clarity,the slate scribed &emptied,mindfulness& mindlessness.

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Heart of hearts

The subtle dialect of each heartbeat, speaking for my emotional state before I’m aware, a foreign language  endemic to my body.

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Climbing this mountain

I understand what I feel through poetry & Nature, my memory retroactively decaying like heartwood surrounded by the undead. Storm clouds unburden themselves, letting go of the world’s weighty water, billions of tears drowning in their soliloquies. Outside, fog floats … Continue reading

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The fine print (& other nonsense)

We must be aware enough to not only see the bigger picture but recognize distractions that keep us from reading the fine print. Music slices thru my brain at supersonic speed, booming & pulsating like an amplified heartbeat. My brain … Continue reading

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A universe inside

Distant light echoes fromthe darkness of your mind,beckoning a universe inside.

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Micropoetic positive feedback (& static)

Poets are positive feedback loops amplifying endless streams of raw emotion. I’ve been here                     before                          at autumn’s door, … Continue reading

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High hopes

The highest of hopes will  incinerate a shred of doubt as it exits  earth’s atmosphere and orbits in unwavering ellipses.

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Universal shrinkage

Perhaps  the universe  is shrinking  & we are  closer to  infinity.

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Waiting for an echo

We harbor a deep fear of being forgotten — that our life isn’t even on the radar of someone. So we write to the world, waiting for an echo.

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The half-life of poems

Metaphors shed new light on life, they restore vibrant colors dulled by dust, adding depth to our frame of reference. Poets are knee-jerk puppets at the strings of their words, ventriloquist voices thrown to embody any emotion. The finesse of progress … Continue reading

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