Best Awakening Poems

POTD 5th Feb 18

Dedicated to Ken, a good friend of mine who had to give up a brilliant ballet, ballroom dancing and stage career when he was injured after a fall while performing a complicated dance routine maneuver on stage. I hope you will enjoy...

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Springtime rain brings fresh array 
of flowers east to west.
The Rockies’ red and purple tufts
of mountain pride are best. 
And mats of foliage named moss pink face south to get the sun
while buttercups put forth large blooms
so not to be outdone.

Then comes the rain to...

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if you follow borealis,
you might hear children's laughter

innocence brings us closer,
our darkest corners can find light

the laws of man    have not changed

do not travel into the valley of the snakes
do not travel      into the valley
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II. Nature's Cyclical Dance

End is not death. Changing into something new is good.
A leaf falls, then goes back into the dark soil.
Next year's flowers sleep under winter's quiet.
We fear the end, but nature shows us it's not bad.
Death is a new start.

My Anishinaabe mentor Little...

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Upon Awakening

I see you morning,
curling down into
my front yard
like a big golden cat
come to play.

your paws ruffle the trees 
but they are only bones 
clacking noisily like 
.geese squabbling 
making your ears twitch.

you snuffle the dried beds 
wanting to rub against the lilacs
but they are...

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Kiss by the Passing Breeze of Awakening

Dust of divine whimsy
Flutters softly on unconscious cheeks
With ephemeral dawning
Fleeting like the flash of silver sandals
In moonlight - here then hidden -
Stepping out of the opaque
Soul stirring from oblivious daydreams
Stepping into moments of classical
 Lavender-rose moments.

The leaven of breezes...

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III. Ecological Awareness 

In this fragile eggshell
I will call life
for security's a mirage
I chase.
Existence is a gamble I take
a wild and
desperate gamble.
Not a problem –
to dissect, I say
but an eagle’s call
heard.
A life joy-filled
sorrow
I feel every single day.

When illness
descends a chilling hand on my
fevered brow.
We should...

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Another impoverished evening
draped so strangely harsh,  the moon weeps
for one more burning a soul must retain...
And she clings among lost stars
with frozen heartbeat thawing   minutes
weighed on jagged sounds of owl's play.

Yet,  an intercepted light begins to kindle
as she gazes at an...

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As the snow melts and winter passes away.
On bare twigs, emerald buds start to display.
Set on trees with gem-glazed blooms evincing through.
A sight to behold, a promise of something true.

With each passing day, signs of life grow stronger.
Birds chirp and sing; their melodies are longer.
The...

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A lone candle light in the abyss of darkness 
Yet words are woven in creations of your smile, 
The sweetest words are those not said intense timeless 
When in your embrace one melts to your unique style. 

Your flame renewed kindle in sweet resurrection 
Emerald...

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The inn of my Heart 
has many rooms;
I thought I knew them all.
They were peopled with 
husband, children,
  family and friends.
    Even God had a room,
      and I visited them all frequently.
I really didn't think
there were...

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Awakened by the creaking of the dying trees 
In this barren land devoid of a breeze
Imprisoned dreams in a land of unpicked seams
Endless chasms of regrets in which no sunlight beams

Broken chords strumming tunelessly in solitude
Of songs of praises by an adoring multitude
Intruding reflections oppress...

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In loving warm tenderness
outside crystalised dew 
reflecting rainbow colors shine
shining frosted glitter sparkling love
beautiful upon the ground 

Looking towards a blue sky
brushed with pearl white clouds 
Dreaming in a plane's vapor trail
destiny calling within a path 
golden sun warm smiles touching deep
mixed with bird songs...

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Captive
Grinning coyly 
She feigns timidity
Cunningly knowing fools become
Ensnared...

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Abigail’s Spring  

Beneath the shelter of winter’s barren arbor
My winter abused heart
Watches the day’s light linger in the sky resisting darkness -
Begging to play a little longer every day –
Pushing twilight away at arm’s length with pink and brilliant orange
Leaving wispy trails of color...

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