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Seeking, Searching

We have strained the edges of the universe,
you and I together, seeking, searching
on cosmic trails for justice love and fear,
I loved thee then, as I love thee now, forever.

If I were but to die, it would be no great loss,
except for the loss of the sight of you.
Lost in eternity forever.  Ever abandoned!
Blinded forever to vision, sound and touch.

The essence of your smile, the treasure of your love
the beauty of your thought unsatisfied in me.
In a crowded room with you, I am filled with only you
absorbed in assimilating the wonder of you.

We live so briefly, chained to our earthly mortality;
our human love brittle, ductile, fragile.
This fleeting existence complicated with
bitterness, evil, anger, fear.

Mortality in the cosmic galaxy of immortality,
a grain of sand on the threshold of time.
Billions of souls struggling to live, breathe, survive,
inconceivable abducted from the dust of ancient galaxies.

Transitioning through ageless boundaries of infinity,
an infinitesimal spirit hurtling across ever expanding light years,
at meteoric velocity, captive only to gravitational sensitivities
ever vanishing, ardent in abandonment.

Lost in eternity.  Ever abandoned.
Seeking! Searching!
Spell bound in the eternal spell binder.
Seeking!  Searching!

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The Poet

To look and search for the elegant word.
Seeking an emotion never expressed.
Expressing a thought that cuts like a sword.
Conveying a concept that is suppressed.

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Bondage

How can I stand beneath a brilliant moon,
if it's reflections are for me alone?
Spend time to view a vivid morning sun,
if unable to share it with someone?
How enchanting is a flowered garden,
if you are not a part of its beauty?
The joyful walking in a woodland glen,
is wasted without your acuity.
Natures colors, hues, shades, raw and brilliant,
fade away into an insentient gleam.
Can I ride in the tail of a comet,
without you at my side urging us on?

Does the ocean's might waves surge and roar
when Poseidon's chariot comes ashore?

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High Country Vale

Lush vales wedged between rolling foot hills
rugged mountain streams course through ancient vales;
water rapids breach rocks down on the dells,
vagrant pools wander out through worn edges.

Vivid odors punctuate water veins,
ripe with fertile grass, fruit and berry bogs.
Pristine secluded swamps, log aquilines
echoing native sounds, murmuring frogs.

Katydids call out a lusty affair,
as dusk settles to a vibrating night.
Fireflies flicker perfuming the air;
wild eyes reflecting moon lit flight.

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Irony

sometimes sweet, mostly metaphor

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Cry of the Valkyries

Vallaha as Valkyries scream from
the depths of hell.
Charging out
into the vacuum 
of an unoccupied mind
deafening all who listen
to their monstrous cry
from the bleak wilderness 
called Vallaha.

Scream out to Odin
the scourger, charmer, enchanter.
Bewitched sinner sirens,
resonant, ensouling the strings
of unattended souls.
Lyrics whispered into
the trance of an ephemeral ballet
yet, appearing
epic in length and nature.

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Virtue

Our needs never supersede our greed

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Hospital Halls and Walls

I catch a fleeting glimpse of her room from the hall,
my back slams lightly against the wall,
slumping listlessly, my anger out of control.
As she lies in her hospital bed, tubes patrol
in and out of every conceivable opening,
with new vital bodily fluids dripping
monotonously, in time released droplets of life
through the needle pierced veins of my wife.

Abruptly, I feel the cold uncomforting
frigidness of this smooth wall unyielding,
pressing firm against my back, in this hospital hall.
Reality becomes my depression shawl,
covering and smothering all of my senses.
Angrily my muscles push and body tenses
rejecting the insensitivity of these unfriendly walls,
and began repetitious canticle paces
through the drab, inculpable, uncommitting hospital halls.

Tears rush to my eyes flowing furiously,
focused anger colors my face visibly
revealing the naked fury of my livid crimson brain.
My heart beats with the resounding of pouring rain.
Pounding with my self incrimination, as I seek others to blame.
Doctors, Surgeons, God, others must drown in this shame.
Anger rolls through my entire being, allowing no one to console.
This anger is pervasive, it permeates into my soul.

Our oneness is evident, she stirs and I know.
In another universe, I sense a furrow in her brow.
I turn swiftly, my pace quickening to a full stride
at her door and move quickly to her side.
A moan, a gasp, a sigh, a groan, a cough,
but, the medicated trauma flowing through
her inlet tubes, force her back into a heavenly sleep.
I breath a sigh of relief for her and weep.

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Convictions, Anyone?

Does it seem strange?
Men will sell their souls,
for votes.
Twisting their beliefs
into a rumpled heap.
Lubricated lies,
when they are greased,
slither and slide,
like a snake.

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Barren

Treeless horizons
in sepulcher aperture
sand dunes and dust