Best Diviners Poems

The Time of the Summer Solstice
 
Drums pulsing solemnly presage the break of dawn,
bonfires ablaze dot this auspicious June morn.
On the shores of Albion, Druid priests converge,
as Earth, Sea, and Sky do mystically merge.
 
A circle of white-robed diviners and bards all a-chant, 
amidst sacred...

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In a chariot of fire in the sun
  blew a pale horse and pale rider’s last breath,
and on your grave sings a boding raven
  in the shadows of the valley of death.
Where no graven image rise from its bones,
  only a cold...

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~Amor Fati~

Justin Richter

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It is no wonder, looking up at the cosmos,
That they worshipped the Gods -
The diviners of Reason
And the theologians of old.

But how devout were they?
Even then, in their temples of devotion,
Searching for answers
Where truth be told.

And what would their pantheon say?
As we now...

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Legally Addicted
Legally Addicted 

I'm a slave a prisoner to its sweet nectar. 

It calls to me like human flesh calls to Hannibal Lecter.

My lips need its sweet syrup to quench their desert dryness, 

Without this elixir i cannot live my life to its fullest and...

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Hold each utopia minute close
Kiss them with lingering repose,
Tell someone you love them,
Leave the imprint to sink deep within.  
For their deeds could soon be gone,
The conscience of the past come undone.
See the future and let the future includes you,
of anticipation of absolutes and...

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I'm listening to soft music through earplugs,
the strong stimuli of relaxation enter lungs... 
they stifle the external sounds 
and deepen my consciousness.

The invariant analogy
between time and clock has a steady
rhythm and ticks enough to frighten 
thoughts of a serene mood arising
from secluded meditation
that replaces a...

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…undeniably tattered and shredded
my itinerary compromised by being
considered as prey and being
expected as a masochistic self-flagellator
losing revenue to the big gun’s atrocious tillage of the mind’s phosphorescence
I bagged the boy’s brigade for being bridges
and then being able to be
nearly my own cerebracy and again
appreciating my...

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Once upon a life time
When the flowing streams were
Caged behind the backs of steep mountains
Where brothers and sisters perished
Because of rebellion to slavery
There was heard from a distance
a sound so profound it released
Certain demons through it's melody

Dedicating humble spirits to servitude in an island of...

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If Envy was a king,
               he would kill everyone in his kingdom.

He would kill the cooks,
             for he can’t...

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My dreams became galling
To my fratricidal brothers
My father's favor appalling
Birthed from different mothers

"The master of dreams is coming."
Down the cistern they tossed me
Their plan to kill me numbing
My dreams engulfed in irony

Reuben discouraged their plan
They sold me to a caravan
My father instead reaps deceit
"Wild beasts...

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This is what the God of Israel, the Lord Almgihty declares
Unto all of you who have been carried away in to exile...
In the land of your captivity until the day i reconcile
You to your Motherland and answer everyone of your prayers,
Build yourselves houses and dwell...

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Oh, what a beautiful tree
With glistening leaves
I wonder if it has fruit
That will cause me to believe
...again

Wow! What a tall building
It ascends into the sky
I wonder if it contains answers
That will tell my why information flies
...upward

What on earth is that
What is that thing man is...

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1 Samuel 5:8-  part seven God's judgment upon the Philistines and Dagon, their
false god, for their oppression of Israel continued.

So they moved the ark of the God of Israel.  But after they had moved it, the LORD's
hand was against that city, throwing it...

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Women —
we are the fault lines of the world.
Every shudder,
every quake,
every heartbreak —
we hold it.
We turn pain into knowing.
We carry weight like it’s woven into us.
We feel everything,
everywhere,
eternally.

We are tuning forks for feeling,
diviners of grief,
antennae tuned to ache —
drawn to the buried,
the overlooked,
the lost loves...

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