Best Mapped Poems

I am here now
Presence my companion
Rising I put my two feet
On the ground
I give thanks as I open my eyes
To this new day
A divine delicious...

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Crowned poet,
posthumous Queen 
of the private world, 
you explored
every subtlety of the soul
and mapped the wonder
of existence 
to its last drawn breath.

What price did you...

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An almost stillness came about
as she strode into my door,
like breath itself refused to move,
fearful of touching her mysterious beauty

But her obsidian eyes betrayed her....

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Stood I there, that last day,
On an iron bridge...
An aqueduct by design,
Where, looking dreamily out over
The Ernes Lower Lough,
My compressed shadow 
Momentarily paused -
To contently...

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When all of youth flees
and even the whitest eye reddens, rheums,
words, fair words, dispel the gloom.
When hands are mapped with age and knurled,
still, they transform...

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How did a decent lady like me end up here, anyway?
The only girl aboard a ship of unsavory men.
The last thing I remember was sipping...

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I met her in the wake of night.
A tiny flake of gold, 
traveling at the speed of light.

I dipped my plume, and 
used her bright...

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Strange this all falls on deaf ears 
a mockery of justice twist whichever way you wish 
people killed in a hospital act of terror yes...

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Live for the now
We need to embrace it
It is all part our journey
Somehow we all have a purpose

Or you would not be reading this

You were...

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Dedicated to my friend and fellow Souper, Jannie Breedt



Ocean-born wave rhythms rock their roll
    just as motions my own soul does extol
...

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This happened to me twenty-two years ago.  I thank God I am still alive.

I feel the ripple in my life's cycle,
impending risk that could...

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#68. MOON WINK 

I took a trip for fun, 
between the Earth and Sun, 
slid quietly between,
the star sun's scarlet sheen,
from its radiant show,
and in...

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I have always known, 
I was a slender 
pale vein beating
in the throat of the earth
feathering at its nape,
and that I was rarely
noticed


but the hand...

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*Image of Sailing Ship by Pixabay.

Course Of The Tradewinds

Fair winds nudge the sails, as thoughts wane the souls,
talks start out its trails, whilst the crest...

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Not long, but clear and strong, came Dad to me.
His death was tear-fresh grief most numbing new.
Dad's words steered me away from tragedy
And gave...

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