Best Dusking Poems

The hyacinth stood on the dusking rise,
cerulean the waters did traverse,
the reeds consenting daylight to the skies
as pewter stones recited lapis verse.

The burning pyres of sunlight floated west
untouched by orchid mountains in the mist,
the periwinkle shadows did invest
in rising to the lingering deep kiss

by weeping...

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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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I have swept the sidewalk and watered the flowers- the yard is perfect you see
Afforded the time to swing in the rocker and drink southern sweet tea
As I sip from my favorite old fruit jar- a steady northern breeze accommodates
 My thoughts wonders back to...

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BORROW MY FINGERS’ VOICE
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From the rhapsody  of  your mythic lyre
to the haunting verses written on flame,
I shall but remember our dusking trysts
as nightfall slips, then, we are done…again.
How the lamentation of our  breath 
is  once more ever held in, held out
when daybreak calls for...

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What might be your perfect way
to awake with joy and gratitude each morning
within this new day
old way
of opportunity and mourning?

This morning's epiphonic awakening
into Beloved Paradise
opens humor eyes to a full bright winter moon
shining through my bedroom window
greeting pale yellow dawn
fading starlit sky of not quite...

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"Here Runneth the Path of Fairy Feet"
by Rachel Heffington

Where childhood fancy and twilight meet
Here runneth the path of fairy-feet;
On shadowed road and misty bend
Here coldsome facts of "real life" end,
And the simplest thing on earth would be
To find a dryad 'neath her tree.
She'd comb her...

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Moon Maiden a-setting, enveloping Solaris;
Crater's a-sealing in the signing Polaris.
Aphrodite's Celeste from Alpha to Omega;
Zeus arriving in the beauty of Vega.
Flowing champagne, supernova musters;
Jupiters' becoming inside universal clusters.
Riding upon The Big Dipper's gravitation;
Luminous Milky way's guiding navigation.
Meteorite colliding into Saturn's rings;
A passionate showering, shooting comet...

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Far away, over the monstrous gray summits
As dusking shadows crept stealthily on,
When night had turned more stygian
And glow worms had begun throwing flickers of light
Like sequins stitched onto a flowing velvet gown,
When night sky had turned
Into a rare configuration of light and shade
When in the...

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In our Physics Departments
our most salient awareness
grows
of those nature-spirit entities
most easily seen
and heard
and smelled
as animated and animating,
sometimes more,
sometimes less,
in our daily ritualistic lives
of solids
and liquids
and gases
and plasma
and bilateral neural pathways
of interdependent communication.

In our MetaPhysics Department,
still moldering behind neglected ivied walls,
emerges a nondual Universe of deductive...

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"Alone, Alone"
           By Rachel Heffington

Often, often I have wondered
At the dusking of the night
Where my love is wand'ring, wand'ring
While I stand in shimm'ring light.

Standing, standing, waiting only
For the day God brings him here,
He to view...

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Being is becoming
Coming is going
Going is being

Start is dawning
Dawning is living
Living is dying

End is dusking
Dusking is dying
Dying is living

Style is smiling
Smiling is crying
Crying is styling

Listen to the wind
Winding down here
Here silence listens

Do with feeling
Feeling is knowing
Knowing is doing

Listen to stillness
Stillness creates all
All comes from a...

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Tonight I heard a terminally cancered 
yet not cancelled
singer songwriter say
"I can't wait for life to not be hard
before choosing to be happy."

She spoke well from her own experience
and I remain moved,
but also curiously confused
about physical v mental
hardness.

For someone with chronic depression
or suffering from loneliness,
chronic...

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You were part of me 
But never free
Something that I couldn't see
I fooled the world 
For the longest time
One I couldn't fool was I 
I go back and forth some days
Thinking bout us parting ways
Never saw that side of you
Only when I lost you


Don't look...

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The Defiance

I feel this night to be stolen from me
This endless night when I’m sitting lone
Day by day, the ever quest is ever harder to see
Of a life to belong never mine… to own

From several weeks ago to only seem too soon
Were my days a...

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