Anima Poems - Poems about Anima

ANIMA MUNDI

we walk alone as the time commends
as the need arises as the love fulfills
mother of each day’s world

I have engaged in intimacies before
holding a cat as he died
a child with a sore throat
sitting in court beside a scared twenty year old
going to jail for freeing a pig

what seems to be a mistake is often
a brave

Exploring Midterm Mindbodies

Our minds play
an eisegetical game
transubstantiating our debating minds
translating our felt bodies
embodied contexts

Natural/Spiritual environments
felt yet untouched messages
spoken through ancient metaphoric narratives
polypathic tales
multiculturing mysteries
sacred polytheistic histories

Felt 
egocentrically thoughtful
inside

Touched
exterior-invested
sacred trans-pantheistic skin
outside transparent reverence
for all born vulnerably holy
within and without.

Secular
colonizing
patriarchal 1 above
beyond

Sacred ecopolitical
root chakra 
sensory co-empathic
compassion circling 0
inside/outside communion

Below 
the capitalized One neck 
lies polynomially nervous lands
and polyphonic sensate

De Anima

ON THE SOUL

My personality has begun a crossing 
a crossroad that will open up the truth; 
it will link the past to the future. 
A voyage that will lead me to a very dark place!…..
…...of my must be forgotten youth! 
A deceptive tranquillity is falling upon me deeply; 
The dawn will appear very soon;
bringing the

Animusing Anima

Animus, LeftBrain's ego seduction
invites Anima 
for RightMind ecosystemic induction.

Together,
a spirited tragic-deductive/comedic-inductive
WinWin soul-production.

Anima

what to do for spilt blood,
naught else but to write,
urgently before it dries,
dies, these words,
would produce little affect,
had they been vein written,
draw red out from the surface,
blue or black,
as stilled waters they run,
deeper, drowning in depths opaque,
ink this is my blood,
 
perception and repetition,
the unwelcome servants of time,
suffer through reliving,
side effect of the subjective,
 
by

The Rebel No Anima No Animus

Archetypes flash straight from a pack of Tarot cards
anti-terror Jing Jang synthesis with neuro-spiritual precision
implants explosive animation from the deep unknown
like a taro rootstock growing wings to fly with found suspension

Stereotactic stereotypes archetypes semi-circling soothing storm clouds
thunderbolts and enlightening darkness are my enema of anxious anger critique
of the mono-morph collision of the scalpel shadow ‘Prozacian’

My Anima

I carry an effeminate soul, yearning for ladylike answers in the night.
   I carry the reason to be whole, learning delight comes within my fight.
      I carry the baggage you stole, turning my sight from a womanly right.
         I carry

Anima

tender side of me
lets me to love and be loved
with grace and honor;
trait  that emanates both strength
and fear of being exploited.


Date:13.5.2016

Simone Legree: Anima

Frowning at my desires, and the knowledge I acquire.

Disguising them as shame, pain, and misery.

Scorning me in front of company, but he lives with me.

His lashes wait for me to surface from the dark corners that harbor me.

With him I'm on a leash, in the dark I find peace.

We share the same space, even the

Anima Mirror

When was the last time I looked in the mirror
   only to look into eyes that I felt were not mine?

  They were two dark dots which held a glimmer
   of an empathy and caring which is unlike my nature.

  Looking more closely at that glimmer staring back at

Honoring the Anima

She rises above a pool of twilight blue,
The water glimmering liquid crystal
Fluid as an oiled navel which brightens her flesh,
That inside pure  eyes, mist  radiates
On her curve, and frost trickles heavily across
 Dampened lips …blending with manly scent.

A gush shudders at the rhythm of her depth
While  the anima of his  raw

Anima Mystique

A requiem can faintly be heard 
     in the springtime breeze
as dandelion's morph from gold 
     blossoms to a crown of 
seeds in downy tufts to begin their 
     airborne journey to
germinate and recreate with a drive 
     to

Anima

ANIMA 

                                        Each
             

Butterflies and the Sunrise--Anima

Becoming one with this watercolor painting
of butterflies and the sunrise
Stepping out of my bedroom and onto the canvas
Touching baby blue powdered skies

Violet, lilac, orchid majesty
three purple hills across the horizon
And rising just above
Good morning blazing butterscotch sun

Can't believe I'm standing below in the meadow
Emerald grass so thick it cushions bare toes
Dozens of butterflies aflutter, welcoming

Enlightened By Anima

I bridged the chasm and entered ambiguous halls
Climbed over barbed fences inside my mind's walls
To glimpse the core of how men and women relate
Among flowering vines behind the garden gate.

Within a flower is both gamete and stigma
As semen to ovary   -   what an enigma!
Nestled deep in my breast, I hear a

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