Best Energizing Poems

When imbalance of life churns hapless poignancy
And the zephyr of inequities breezes melancholy
Dissonance reverberates echoing pathos of grief
Seeking exaltation within metaphysical profundity
As hushed posture conjures up humbling catharsis,
Leaning in quietude, questing paranormal vitality,
Liberating from bounds of mundane, the ordinary,
Energizing calming bliss of unfamiliar, extrasensory.

Mortal soul...

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Like fallen warriors, 
we collapse side by side, 
glistening in the sweaty afterglow.  

Limbs still entangled, 
too exhausted to sing the other’s praise,
we stare at the blades of the bedroom fan 
slowly circling above.

A lone, 
satisfying sigh 
escapes in between your deep, 
cleansing breathes.

Your...

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Upon rising, awakened by 
ripening scent teasing my nose, 
trilling my lips and tongue, – my taste buds opening
to bird-like songs as dawn's light breathes new life
and hope into my journey, so begins
a fresh flutter of time, an extending 
run of exclamatory chirps and wing-full
stretching...

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Summer is here with its extended day light
Mountains are giving up on their accumulated stock of snow piles
The river is gushing with vigor carrying fresh cold water supply
Its dancing bubbly liquid is glittering in the sun’s sparkly stimuli
She comes meandering through luscious mountain valleys
Making the...

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I sit by the river
In that spot where we sat
Together
One night, just us two
Lingering kisses
And gentle affections
Welcoming breathes of acceptance

I sit beside the water
Watching it move in silence
Still yet inspiring
Healing even my thoughts
As they miss you
Wish for your presence

Still waters
Bless me with sprays
Caressing my naked...

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Arising to exuberant sunshine, I put on my ugly warm-ups amended for 
exercise.  Today I plan on moving until dusk, adapting my essence to ideal 
form; offering healthy unit.   Anticipation confines eagerness to impress 
myself over total upset, achieving the expectations I...

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Her supple and shapely silhouette rests submissively
as the luster upon the soft satin sheets arouses
sensual images of salaciousness beneath the sheen surface

My empty yet enduring eyes slowly engage the darkness
eager to embark upon the elusive lines energizing the elation
as a sojourning moon entices her to...

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Glowing like a hot fire
Any shade of red just won't do;
Renegade shadows 
Nearly misread as blood; 
Energizing the cold 
The flame of January....

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Metropolis…
a cackling cacophony of confusion
energizing some and enrages others.
Concrete and steel giants,
loom forebodingly over the masses;
blocking out gifts of the sun.

The maze that tires me from constant searching; 
why am I here in this overcrowded and hopeless abyss?
The bang-clang trucks and trolleys, 
beat out their...

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Angrily, rain enfolds the insular rise of lawn undulating. 
Anglers dream, envious fishermen, inside looking out urging 

apostles, who elope within imaginary onslaughts, hooked unburdening's.
Aloft, thunder encounters lightening's insistent taunt, oracles fearsome uttering's.

And still, each fisherman's innermost summoning orchestrates this untoward
atmospheric downfall, each drop induced,...

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A damp, dank odour pervades the saturated forest; pungent. acrid;
The stench an assault on the human senses:
Working subtly, slowly permeating every pore until it compromises the very heart of the forest.

Seeping easily between the debris; the residue of countless winters past; 
adhering each to the...

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Keep Me Good Company…

TODAY MY MATE SAVES MY DAY... 
From spiraling into unconstructive decay, 
Plugging my volcano of negative gossip & hearsay, 
Planting productive advice to direct my way,
Removes pokey cacti from under my feet, 
Which would have my sole torn & frayed, 
She weeds...

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The King is dead and Malcolm too;
Those who are left include me and you.
Now is the time brother, what shall we do?

The Black Power Stokley left behind
Is gone into decline; faded away—
No one remembers Kwame Toure.

Pass the White House today.
You know what they say:
“The more...

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As my soul nears it's journeyed winter resting place
memories of past seasons are thoughtfully traced
footpaths that were traveled which gladdened my heart
grateful of the spring which gave me my start

Honeyed by the bee's attracted too sweet nectar
strengthened by the breeze of Nature's mentor
sweet song of...

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When I was in grade school
I was, already, 
on my leftbrain dominant path
toward acting the intellectual snob.

This, in large part
my best offense,
my trump card, sadly,
against marginalizing prejudice
of our community's non-farmer economic
and political Elite;

The few kids
whose parents went to college
and/or inherited some above-the-norm property
business, preferably not...

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