Best Examines Poems

Dream schemes play across the screen
And third eye examines them,
Ever so closely; tonight,
Another etheric flight;
Will show me new horizons
And the beings that dwell there;
The archetypes and images.

Scenes play out in colors,
Shadows weave their magic;
I am inundated.
Visiting spirits came,
Just to bid me adieu;
My guides know what...

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For the third time Pandora stands before the box
Inlaid with jewels ivory and gold
In her hand is the key – she closely examines
Intrigued by its intricate patterns - so ancient- so old

Her Creator’s mandate she has obeyed
She won the love of Epimetheus and at her...

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Death to the mockingbird with one shot to the heart,
Crushing wings with desperation sings sorrow worlds apart.
Concrete tears from wasted eyes fall on a mossy burial ground,
Taste the regret as it is yet to expel a gasping sound.
And rise oh symphonic sun in my mourning...

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Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the water, her eyes
true glacier blue.

Part 2: APOCALYPSE

glacier blue eyes
thunder,
icy waves...

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A man examines his portrait in life
The life he leads ennui dulls his desires
A wanton spirit crying through his strife
Pity him not if of this life he tires

His life was short, he careth not its end
He lived it all, he dreams no more or will
No...

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I go to lovely school
teacher teaches me
only the back I see

He writes on chalkboard
words and figures
only shadows I see
He marks my books
red pen black pen
only crosses I see

And teacher examines me
tests, home work
only excellence I see...

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This happened to me twenty-two years ago.  I thank God I am still alive.

I feel the ripple in my life's cycle,
impending risk that could rape my soul.
I look in the mirror, but no tears flow.
A virus cramps my shallow feelings,
an ominous glare that obscures.
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If I have the time I’ll clean the kitchen
then tidy round the rest of the house,
I’m due to see the vet with my pet mouse ...
Ted’s lost his fur and he can’t stop itch’in!

My little pet mouse Ted I just adore
I’ve had him since I...

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As along our long life journey we sail
We all do encounter belied expectations 
Feeling of deep hurt results from betrayal 
Our shrivelled heart writhing in contractions 

The hurt needs healing so we go to a healer
Who examines blotches in our aura field
Looking grave is this...

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THE WAY HE LOOKED AT ME

The way he looked at me?
No particular expression
Strange dude
Strange only because of surroundings
We’d spoken before
A few words
Can’t recall what about

But now    just now
The way he looked at me?
At me    but right through me
One of...

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cluck! cluck!! cluck!!

He hammers a nail into the hardwood,
wiping sweat from his brow as the scorching sun prides itself in the middle of the sky.

He examines a curve on the casket he is making,
he is dissatisfied, he grabs a chisel and begins to chisel away...

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She writes some words 'pon the paper
Examines them
Then she writes one more word
Tears run down her cheeks
She crumples the paper
Letting it drop to the floor
With it the pen falls, ink spilling mixed with tears
Staining the paper upon the floor ...

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Your eyes a dark archipelago
Mysterious then exotic drifting across   
  my shore;
I perceive their warmth inviting
While those lips blow a tangy flavour-
Irresistible, poised to reach for a kiss
Brewed by the kiln of summer’s 
   ember…

Carefully, my logic examines the 
...

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NATURE OF HEART 

Dual curved carved
crystalline
earth pointed plasmic 
        Oneness 
quantum wave
particled 
allows Heart to heave
 
Heal with white light 
eagles 
on Tibetan height nights  
continuously crafted 
         ...

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The First Round

You are a pothole that I swerve not to hit.

But you follow my trail endlessly and the sniffing.

When I am cornered I lash and teeth bare menacingly.

We circle each other looking for an opening and claw.

The words make me bleed but ignoring the...

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