Best Communion Poems

The powdery snow gloves the fingers 
of maple forest, protecting barren bark 
with the expectation of rose tipped bloom.

A meeting point between pristine
innocence and the veiled promise of spring
ripening. Each trunk and limb mirrors 

the action of man. Reaching, arching, 
swaying, creating aisles of church-like...

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"COMMUNION"



You speak to me in tongues
I  hear you with my heart
I feel you with my mind
Like a Spring bloom, I am slowly unfurling
Like a ripe plum, you taste me in my rhymes
You touch me black ink injected drug potent
Red Poppies between lines
I sense you...

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The vibes we ride
the highs, the lows
conversations with
conclusive innuendos
Hypotheticals and 
experiments
we engage in
acrobatics of
noun and verb duels
Your en garde
I fall hard
Butter knife
tongues
Eucharistic bread
the uncovering
of your body
unravels my
mentality
Intoxicatingly
sipping your
Lord have mercies
Amen and Amen...

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Soft whispers spoken under silken sheets 
Promises made when strangers meet 

Worlds apart yet hearts entwined 
Through poetry their love enshrined 

Souls joined with soft embrace 
Emotions flow and interlace 

Shadows flicker in candle light 
Two poets lost in sheer delight 
...

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In the stillness of the early morn 
When nature shakes off the remnants of slumber 
Leaves stretching, flowers opening 
I sit quietly with my cup of tea in reflection.

Gazing at the first visages of dawn 
As the sun lazily climbs into the heavens 
Gradually dressing...

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leave yourself so free
that God will dwell in you long
and you live in him

15 June 2021...

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Live through my rear view mirror
Just hankering for the time
When you were there before me
And all my stars aligned 
Time we spent together
Removed dark from my day
But you loved me and you left me
Stuck in the moment you went away

Longing for the past
Onwards to the...

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I sit in upright chair feet firm on ground
Hands held in form of prayer as I intone
Phrase taken from the Psalms, without a sound
‘My soul, wait silently for God alone.’ 


‘Communion’ here meaning ‘an act of sharing’...

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Tonight I drink the ruby wine
of God’s sublime name
my rosewood mala dangling
alluringly over my fingers
each bead calling Him
each sip of His precious
name a holy grail
a divine elixir
brewed in Heaven’s
vineyard


Drunk on a love
that the world can never
understand
I sing His name
and dance through the
moonlit streets  
with...

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Young as just a week,
He was wrapped in a flannel.
His tender feet were shoeless -
Today was his appointed time;
 His feet must dialogue with gods.

The frontage was kind
To the pews and table.
The priest stood before the gods,
His grey hairs vouched for his age.
He opened the...

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Luminous
lights appear
in my long dreams,
as my soul, so it seems, holds high
a periscope
for my heart and mind to see
every surrounding scene

beyond the heavy, seamed quilt of history
laid over my long sleep,
my long night — as deeply
black as the pupils of my eyes
mirroring a moonless, starless...

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food, god, and the universe as you
You are the universe (I insist and will prove it)
So say grace before you eat ...
You agree we are stardust, the stuff of the Universe
So say grace before you eat, but think productively ...
If stars & humans are stardust,...

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*** SIMPLY ***


Simply

The elements unite
Linked and willing,
    In no prescribed order

The route’s lay swirls
Through 
Our simple souls,
Appearing still
    But
Bleeding subtly
Along the outstretched
Fibers of the cosmic fabric

God breathes ~
His effects
In seemingly
Simple 
Measures
  — His music and mathematics —
Annotate
The dances...

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A society
culture
religion
humane species
forgetting,
or more likely under-valuing,
how to unitedly suffer loss
may never have learned to face our universal fear 
of dissociative ego-death
as a badge of Earth-systemic re-cognition,
dignity through suffering 
sacred Ego's over-capitalized absence
where once we knew natural life
and indigenously spiritual death
together in- and ex-carnating.

In response to...

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My car-ride silence
is not judging you;
maybe me,
but certainly
and more generously
unconditionally not angry
or shaming
or blaming
you for unpardonable sins
against sainted me.

With you in a powerless passenger seat
and me in a self-punishing driver's
need to alone defeat
our unshared lonely demons
darkly frightened and angry
terrified silo trauma 
repeat
repeat
repeat

Frozen in this mystical...

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