Best Exterior Poems
Exterior GarmentPhysical is the coat I wear-out
in the elements – the ephemeral
shell of me, and not the yoke, man's
embryo of spiritual wealth...longevity of
experience and immortal growth –
True! -- of the Eternal Now in my
biological years not one has convincingly
surfaced, risen above the...
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Categories:
exterior, atheist, christian, feelings, growth,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Fall the Exterior DecoratorScissoring branches cut ribbons of wind
As the wall of the distant dawn
Paints itself gold
A few fugitive leaves scurry away
While their fellows cling to the bough
And whisper papery lament
Fingers of frost cake the roots beneath
And trapped in the stiff ground
Lonely seeds await
Cold and steady beneath...
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Categories:
exterior, autumn, earth, life, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Exterior Design ChoicesIn Permaculture Design,
and in Restorative Justice,
and in resonant Systemic Theology
for good WinWin faith
in healthy polycultural futures
rooted in wealthy past regeneration
more than degeneration,
Our Design goals
for ego's ZeroZone habitat
have multicultural resilient self-nurturing intent
to balance diverse mutually nutritional-relational flow streams
while conserving as much of individual monocultural ego-strengths
as AxisMundi...
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Categories:
exterior, destiny, earth, environment, green,
Form:
Political Verse
Translucid ExteriorShine that translucid your exterior
Peace the almighty concede
Living in the present...
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Categories:
exterior, feelings,
Form:
Kimo
The exterior mirrors from within reflectThe exterior mirrors from within reflect
Saddened universes, known only to their shadows.
Not in the fears of the night, nor in the day’s bright gleam,
But in the diffuse light where silence blossoms, drowsy.
"Not are," echoes whisper for those who refuse to listen,
"The so-called deeds of evil...
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Categories:
exterior, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Abandoned HopeGraciousness forms
the apparel of the meek,
tempered in blistering
hues of aura crafted
with the breath of
exhaustion sinking
deep into the soul
of the soulless,
there it wanders
with eyes open wide,
a pop of life silenced
by its surroundings,
forsaken lands filled
with despotic nature,
crucified
their interior along
with their exterior,
proceeding...
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Categories:
exterior, birth, corruption, fate, introspection,
Form:
Prose