Best Ignition Poems

In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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I wait—

here I wait
for white magic reverie
to embrace me   free me

here I wait—
an hourglass full
of leopard-print thoughts 
sugar-granular-musings spill
the beginning to the end...

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Ghosts of the Sun Dance

1. The Path

A quest dating back through our history
Surpassing the flesh, a spiritual path
Human endurance, road to mystery
Dark trail winding through...

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The unlikely alliance

for me you need not be clothed
I understand your fragility
of which the edges are like krill
To you I disclose my being,
for only you...

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"Closer"



There is a light 
hidden in the heart of man
deeply embedded it summons ignition 
each day the portal opens further
something beckons

come closer 
come closer

the door...

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...the birds having nothing on you   

each tasty morsel drips   
deflowering of night
and day 
where sun has chose to stay
 ...

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Once I had harbored complexes many.
I thought I wasn’t beautiful or wise.
With my spluttering tone and broken speech,
I feared, my words fell flat,
Never leaving an...

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There is a moment that stalks my solitude
the one where my soul breaks from your absence,
it lurks with the confidence of apocalyptic attitude,
from my fortitude...

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The Capitalist


It was dark out
winds from the north
branches swaying over granite graves
The night seemed ominous

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	Have been thinking about a funeral...

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Admittedly a little bit of me can see I have an ability
missing ambition to mission living submissively in submission,

If I believe built into me 
a...

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I watched them go to work each morning
A kid growing up in the coal regions
Remembering the dirt and the pride
The self respect that came from...

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The clock was ticking and the countdown had begun, the moment had now arrived  when myself and six other astronauts would blast off from...

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“Blue Sky Eye and The Hope Angels”



It came to be 
that many forgot
the messages imparted 

prior to arrival
instructions were encoded 
inside all our vessels 

we...

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Beginning with what it is not
Being certainly not transience we can slot

Calling a spade a spade
Love not an exchange or trade
‘I love you provided you...

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"The Syballine"



Behind closed eyelids
the curtains of the mind
open to silent applause
Sun screens are slick and applied 
shining bright Ultra Violet
a violent Light
all over a body
of...

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