Best Healer Poems

Here, I scribble a letter 
to the rhapsodical rose, 
dipping my quill in 
stardust that slips 
like a violet waterfall 
from the tips of 
white...

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In A Sad Blindness, One May Yet Find Hope
           (The Solemn Prayer)

Raining splashing, fierce winds...

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Do you know what it is like to be an untouchable?
To be so filthy and disgusting
That people shrink away from you
Do you know how it...

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Soul progress
     back field in motion
The guff
     Chose, chose, live grow leave!  GO!

Leapt from heaven's gold
Jump...

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Aloha Spirit

Sol, with his golden crown, greets me each morning
within divine rays extending out over emerald hills
and valleys that absorb his warmth of abiding light.

View...

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Their candles burnt brightly long ago
Providing for us and watching us grow
But the years passed by and took their toll
And left behind gaps in our...

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When the 
glacial sun slips 
in softened womb 
of the scarlet 
spheres at dusk, 
yearning for 
hibernal rebirth 
as a lustrous 
morning star, 
it radiates...

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I am given to you by Creator Himself
My Limbs long to grow straight and tall
Bathed in sunlight from above, paying homage
Fulfilling my God given task
From...

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I grew up shooting pool and dancing on the bar
 Mama said with enough buise anyone could be a star
 Daddy was in the back...

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OMNIPOTENT: HE KNOWS ALL


I know today, at this time
You... my son(man), may not wholly know me. 
but, may I ask you...

Have you   taken...

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you choose amnesia
self inflicted malady
I am the healer

term of endearment
now given to another
you try to forget

my fragrance lingers
love fights for recognition
sweet awakening

Eileen Manassian...

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I am not who you call me if that's what you mean
I do not flatter egos
With glitz and glamor of words while the obscene
Condition of...

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Now is the summer of our discontent
Made glorious opportunity for change
And all the clouds that lower on our land
In the bosom of the media rearranged

While...

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I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the...

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            Belladonnic poison seeps from your eyes, 
      ...

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