Best Chalice Poems

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I drink from the chalice
in light of the day,
a goblet of crystal
on endless display

Where amethyst rainbows
sing songs in the sand
and sunflower fragrances
walk hand in hand

When...

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I want to place my final prayer
upon your plush velvet neck
murmuring my needs warmly
on that expressway where the crossroads of love and lust unite
focusing the...

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I think I know the Name of Purity,
It is Your Name -- it holds clear water well!
A Chalice carved almost to shattering,
A white rose, that...

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(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought,
Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes, a...

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HER

               the chains —
roses tied ‘round hands and feet,
apple-scented la forza...

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Cathedral woods.
Sunlight streams
through stained glass windows—
mosaic of yellow and red.

Tree pillars
hold up the sky dome,
wind organ whispers.

Orange and crimson,
sassafras and sumac
light the path.

On the altar...

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Love is a swooshing whirlpool,
swirling, twirling and whirling -
intensifying porcelain emotions.

Floating helplessly,
like bubbles in a tepid breeze.

There are still flashbacks

an unforgettable memory,
where poets, painters and...

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With enlightenment, not inhalation, 
drawn from Jefferson Airplane's (Starship?) 'White Rabbit.' 
(written by Grace Slick)

A Monotetra ~

Don't be drawn into that fairytale
with the Cheshire Cat's...

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he crafted word ...
all plucked delicately
like the petals pulled for a vinok
precious and pink and pulpy
wove them, giv'n a similar grace
not for vanity, mind you...

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“Let me be strong, for to be anything else is to languish in the abyss of compromise and to descend to places of impoverishment so...

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“I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.”
Chuck Palahniuk


Is there such a metaphor as...

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Is there an eternal metaphor for love?
Is forever a sinful oath abandoned in
an archive of poems with alienated alliteration.
Hidden behind simile and ironic verses?

Why does...

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Line of enquiry:
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of...

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Halloween’s Evil Visage Cometh

Halloween’s Evil Visage Cometh now alive in this famous predestined time
Where dubious shadow shades run a riot as the ghastly ghosts of...

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Medicine of this soul faraway with a dream seventh Heaven looking across a sea
the other night went for a walk strolling against a cold wind...

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