Best Ingrains Poems

The Raven and the Bard
-Daniel Henry Rodgers

The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night,
Its haunting words, a melody of fright.
The Bard's natural lines, like "Evangeline's" fair hair,
Shed history's warm light to chase away all care .
From shadowed chambers where dark ravens shriek,
To hearthside tales that...

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When the dusk bleeds 
                     epitaph roses,
and the blackbird sings
               ...

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My Head has rivers of thoughts through out the day and most of them will flow on 
down my river of thoughts with no impact what so ever sometimes one gets stuck in 
a yeti and it starts to bite my mine yet the bite...

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The panels faded o'er time earlier creativity constrains
Yet the material value of past visions maintains
Canvas now tinted with darker hues; youthful vigor restrains
But each, underlying tone, burnished with yesterday's dreams, remains
Once gilded strokes now meaningless, paternalistic strains
Yet the meandering pattern an innocent quality still contains
Each,...

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Death - the still air stagnant with his death 
I see the lady, shattered on the floor, no breath. 

Dare I touch her, reach out? I can’t - I do, 
Cold eyes, a blank stare, soul flown, the ghost of you. 

She halts, the ingrains...

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It could deplete you after a lengthy trip and oneness.
And I am yet lingering cruel by contemplating bliss.
You've defied steadily and excelled in thriving.
As you're tiresome, illustrate it muses everything.
Aside from any explicit cure, along these lines,

Is much being done to shape the planet more...

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We are happy to have a good mother,
she's the only one who has taught us
to take a path where stumbling stones are many
and they'll make us wiser learning about life.

We are lucky to have a good mother
who watches the spectacle of stars above
and explains with...

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out of the frying pan, we plunge into the fire
succumbing thus to ego spawned desire
ephemeral objects, our ego aspires

where are we headed, oh hermit
our deluded cravings have no merit
fallen from grace, head and heart split

bewildered we are, amidst myriad external illusions
blown away like a leaf,...

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When subject and objects merge, what remains,
save breathing pulsation of unity,
as all-ness in separateness ingrains
wholeness of creation in certainty,
throbbing within in continuity?
Essence of presence, in continuance,
feels each nuance through inner sentience,
radiant in the vibrant bliss current,
in playful, joyous dance of innocence,
manifesting the hitherto latent.

25-April-2021...

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Singing our song, let us take all along
Gods pranic force flows through each beings veins
Love and light within, amplifies Ohm gong
Purity of heart, cleansing erst soul stains

Let us break free of delusional chains
Amidst hues of love, is where we belong
Head melded with heart reduces our...

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Save our hearts burning yearning to connect,
our doing and striving is all in vain.
Magnetic pull, wherein we stand erect,
draws love by resonation, heart ingrains,
shining within soul, free from ego stains.
Game divine, conceals and reveals in tease,
soft, soothing caress, like the morning breeze,
filling our voids, with...

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The migrant mind ingrains innate impulsive expression, 
wherein my muse blossoms like the flower of passion. 
The patina exudes the excitement I’ve so long preferred, 
transforming it into transfixed tapestry of weaved words.  

The pent-up mind spreads ingenious wings to soar high,
my muse follows...

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Thy self a grand impostor,
what other people see

A bark that hides what fate ingrains,
a cover that deceives

It’s others held opinion,
that pulp you hide behind

Till lightning splits your trunk in two
—the roots left undefined

(Ronald McDonald House: February, 2020)...

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Thought cessation, with desires to rest lain 
With no ego to size, we vaporise
Inner self shines forth, cleansed of feral stains
Thought cessation, with desires to rest lain
Boundless bliss in renewal, soul ingrains 
Magnetism rise, heart beholds in surprise 
Thought cessation, with desires to rest lain...

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Source of our will, is but God’s breath
Infusing life in form
Stop desires, approaching in stealth
Not quite the divine norm

When thoughts cease, who remains
Save presence, free of chains
God’s wisdom thus ingrains

Hermit, be still
Source of our will

05-December-2021
Quietus ...

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