Best Interiors Poems

...Darkness descends,
And the destination lies far behind
God! Let the fire that burns in you eternal ,
Which is the only true fire, 
Light up my eyes to perceive the right from the wrong, 
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Back then,
backyards were big enough
to nurture a growing soul
and provide a space
for the earth to play out
its seasons in full rehearsal.
There were wide tracks 
of grass, trees to climb......

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...Winter has cast its strangling hold inside and outside.
The joys I have known are gone.
Cold winds blow bleak and harsh.
The flowers in my garden have wilted and withered.
All things ......

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...*Hot & Cold*

“The Professional.”
only in my eyes
supports
the temperature.
Mercury, rising above:

Boiling point of no return,
Injection,
Rejection,
like heartfelt tears
on the surface,
......

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...I had seen - her calm, cool, composed - like a soft soothing breeze,
Though she could turn tempest or tornado or weakly wheeze;
Like a formless cherub in an endless garden of love,
She covered the......

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...Line of inquiry:
“Yes, I affirm, I have seen God
But He appeared and then disappeared
This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed
But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared”......

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...Nuancing Andrew Cohen

"If we are interested in learning how to engage with consciousness
at higher and higher levels,
to consciously facilitate its evolution within us
and between us,
we need ......

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...Each flame 
elegantly weaves in waves
flowing up from resources red cinder hot,
similar in warm color
temperature decrees
of beauty as integrity's truth
trust each surrounding flame.

Each fl......

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...Barking dogs echo beyond the doors of the pitch black night.Mysteries of the anxious dark buried deep in the heart of villains playing rock and roll at the poker table, coughing and spitting, feastin......

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...In one sense,
the Cafe CoOp
started as my therapeutic retirement dream.

But,
in quite another
the CoOp goes back to when I was eight,
and I thought,
assumed really,
everyone indulged in Tho......

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...They suggested that I was just a toddler moving fast.
As they wine and dined, I heard all of them say
She will be sent to the best schools.
I was only three.

The living room was elegant.
Expen......

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...Under mountains of coal and ash 
two, cold, porcelain figurines withstand
the years, as they grind away slowly
their lines and composition turning 
to dust.

I was the culprit, tearing down the
house......

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“When all you thought was true, isn’t ...” 


When all you thought 
was true,
isn’t

an interesting 
conversation
sashays in 

opening
channels
has begun 

quite ......

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"Slow Gin and Astral Conversations"



A maze me?

I’m the architect 
of my own destiny
he beguiled her 
incessantly 
from the depths of 
his bottled up Carceri
she ......

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...Devouring, destroying, decaying. For your eyes only.
Inside, interiors, innermost. Then reflects on the outside.
Eaten, eager, eroding. Tap it, let it pour.
Disdain, disease, departure. 'Twas been......

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