Best Misperceptions Poems

Upon waking up this day, a single tear
Father your eternal immortality 
Still proves wise and gracious
I haven’t been misled by popular opinion
Which should be taken with a grain of salt
You showed me how to expose the counterfeits 
who foster misperceptions,
Which have shaped our faith
How to...

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Once within eternal time
of pre-LeftBrain domination,
I recall breathing in 
EarthMother's richly hued nutrition,
and this Other inhaling me,
purging lungs of misperceptions
that I was Her
any more or less than S/he was me.

We owned this communion together,
sacred breath co-arising
back and forth,
in and out.

It could not yet occur to...

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“SUMMER”



Where 
has Summer 
gone?

The world 
has lost 
Summer

Sweet 
little 
dream

missing 

all those other 
beautiful  
small dreams 

seen as toys
small and 
inconsequential 

casually tossed aside, 
disposable play,
things

pure shining lights
smiling eyes once so bright, 
switched off,

'neath 
smothering
blankets of frost

no tinkling remnants
of mischievous giggles, 
nor echo of...

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On his robe and his thigh he has this name written:
 King of kings and Lord of lords.
Revelation 19:16
You shall have no other gods before Me.
"You shall not make for yourself a carved image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or...

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Avast emotional gulf manifested; courtesy
series of unfortunate events; sundered
biologically accorded, cherished, enshrined
paternal bond; resultant dereliction defies,
justifies, ratifies...dissonance; unbearable
hindsight excoriates impropriety reviewing

dirty deeds done dirt cheap; impossible mission
to excise indelibly etched psychological
impacted repercussions upon mine fountainhead;
weighing excruciating deserved self loathing;
permanently deplorable depravity yoked;
unyielding choke hold, no...

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Predictions work in twists of what makes life workable
High and often misconstrued by the dogma of science
Lies and damned lies and statistics for the insecure
Foes foretold surprise when the blindfolds shed masks
In the light of darkness mascara and games people play

Tim’s Persona crumbles in silent...

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What is time? 
But a rotation of the planets, 
A love gone to the wind, 
Or a setting of the sun? 

Sometimes we can’t tell the day, 
But by the bottle we drink. 
Or the books I read, 
…Plato, Steinbeck, and old Walts leaves. 

What...

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I present unto you 
Unsub one and unsub two
Each looks as I do 
They think like me too
Unsub one will have some fun
Killing everyone that survived
Unsub two will handle the cops and news
As soon as they arrive
A cover up is under way
Another tragic terrorist attack
On...

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‘Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces’
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Angels observe our unfolding galaxy
Seemingly eternal to the human mind
Misperceptions they are superior in nature
For them like a temporary blink of a firefly
Their understanding of the prison we have created
And our ‘reality’ submerged in the limits of linear time
They whisper sweet reminders that we will...

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MENTAL ILLNESS
Darker clouds appear more so near,
spirit sympathy and mind in empathy ponder,
thoughts a haze of past future days,
a mental candle aura, flickers 'n' wilts in wonder.

This shadowy sickness,
creep 'n' seep,
seeking capture, no rest nor sleep,
until it claims it's mentory.

Tick clock a sick daze in...

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If we are not,
is this always the opposite of
when we are?

If we are negative,
is this sometimes appositionally
in creative tension with
when we are becoming more positive?

If we are a noticed absence
is this sometimes appositional
to we are not yet fully perceived?

And is this more oppositional
when we are...

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dust had gathered on her many memories in outlines and heaps

had sheltered her from full on attacks of pain and self lacerations

the broom with razors attached right next to the end of the stick


inside lay a mind full of fantasy promise intelligence and feelings

reason and...

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the personification hurts the reasoning of an untrained apophenic

cacography ensues as the computer throws a spell check wobbly

the poet scribes on because everything is not what it seems to be

clouds become animals spirits aspirations and nebulous signs

and I am the object and subject of mind...

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And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
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