Best Awaking Poems

When the enchanted 
jailors of life, 
siezed my soul 
and those
sepals unfurling
manipulative
manuscripts 
ceased to 
script a twinkle 
above screams, 
I became a 
slave to my 
own silence, 
chained by 
granite wings of 
masked butterflies, 
who have been 
bewitched by 
the first rays of the
maleficent moon....

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Like a rafter that broke under the weight it bore
Like a pupa, wound hard in a tight bind,
Like the torn pages of a book thrown into waste,
I felt trapped and broken and my life seemed a hard grind.

But when I discovered truths as life passed...

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Line of enquiry.
It’s not desire per say but the clinging ~
that stifles soul and stops heart from singing 
enlivening silence sets our soul free ~
vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree”

Phantoms of constant fog create a zombie state of existence,
feeling worthless, your barriers offer demons no...

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Awaking from Stupor 1-16-24

It's not desire per say but the clinging
That stifles soul and stops heart from singing
Enlivening silence sets our souls free
Vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree.
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Awaking from Stupor

Winter haze beats upon the door,
Drunken dreams cling to bitter cherries of midnight,
Before night sashays...

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Eyes
twinkle
at the sight
of his approach
But her instincts tell a different story

Why do such feelings
exist in a broken frame
opening the book 
of scrolls
Gallantly polishing armor
knees upon emotion
hands out
for a gesture

Her iridescent hands reach out to his
blowing blessings
to his soul
and his
horse

Breathing your air
holding such beauty
existing in fairytales
Drawing...

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I find waking up a challenging, time consuming chore 
As I rather enjoy cavorting with kings, queens and wanton whores. 

I admit I’m drawn to royalty and “Riff-raff” now and then
Even Jesus used to hang around with the likes of us and them.  ...

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There is a language barrier being created
adopted and fostered by social media
controlling certain dialect from surfacing
kept down with bad manners treasonous acts with character
Governing bodies has signed the soul of democracy away
to address another human life form rubbished neologism
Firstly a status of hate filled pride...

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I sat at a table
It was a table for one;
There was a mirror
And a pay phone

Seated at the head,
They had all brazenly said:
"This, is ahead of its time"
- Then someone with an agenda 
Started forming the lines,
Behind ulterior motives 
To be the first to capitalize.

And...

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awaking a thirst, filling me from above
     with whispers of unforgotten love;

the pounding of drums as your name lingers
     on mine own lips displacing rainbow sweet hues.
          most...

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I look straight through the pane,
and see the floating veins of branches, naked and sometimes in full bloom.

Behind this the national flag flaps away, raised by the good vicar's son, he used to be a lawyer, by the way, he likes to preach.

Always a jumbo...

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August 21 Scripture Meditations Based on Joel 1-2

Key Verses– Joel 1:5 Awake… Joel 2:26 And ye shall eat in plenty, and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, that hath dealt wondrously with you: and my people shall never be ashamed.”

MY...

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Somewhere within me there were seeds I'd planted,
lying dormant within fallow fields of another time ~
A Sonnet once started until it lost rhythm and rhyme.
For years I'd been chained to shadows that never faded
and I'd traded nights without sleep for blurry visions ~
as if wool...

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I'll sit by you at early morn
and watch the world awaking
dark clouds slumber in columns of sun
as the world begins awaking

the rain smells sweet at early dawn
as we watch the world awaking
breezes twine through blades of grass
and the world begins awaking

everything seems brushed with gold...

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His wise council and kind patience bolstered my resolve
to overcome my youthful woes and nightmarish troubles solve.
His humanity may have saved my life. His memory I hold dear.
But whenever the name Mister James arose—
Other kids just called him q****—By Poet


It’s May of 1966.  Mr....

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"Gardens must now go to sleep until spring comes back around." Quote By Poet

Springtime is coming with the sleepy flowers awaking....

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