Best Point Of Reference Poems

They call it shuffling of the mind
when other eyes are turned;
Other visions call upon the history 
that is their very own, allowing us
to see, to...

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Somehow, her eyes expand with the disobedient sky
and there, she senses urchins filling water on the lake
her feet and thighs slide up changing...

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When I was a child in Los Angeles, you could size up groups approaching by watching their movements.

I remember this gang of older kids approaching...

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I’ve been adrift on the sea, a lost soul of ideal inspiration
Tossed asunder amongst realities harsh waves of the incomplete,
A disembarked being, caught at the...

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Many of us search in religion a point of reference that is a spiritual course that direct all of  our life. As if we...

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I wonder how to understand
The journey finding the meaning
Of every day mundane living
Perpetual repetitiveness of cycles
That we are stuck in from the 
Moment of our...

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At a glance (glimpse) 

To the average tourist
the wall is (was) the divide
between east and west
Checkpoint Charlie
the obvious choice
point of reference
almost irreverent
in its poignancy

To see...

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perilous waters….

        first star of evening tide

           ...

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Time
  
Time is a measurement point of reference in our lives
It is measured in hours, minutes and seconds
We are in fact a slave to...

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Point of reference never came.
     I waited eons just to see
     The clever end of destiny.

To me...

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I feel the turn of fickle stars in my palms,
wrenching their way out,
challenging the ambition of a sinner's grasp.
 
It all falls loose;
sand at the...

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A sea of seething, frothing sky
Condensed, concluded by the night
No point of reference, and no self
Can lie undrowned in these soul-wells

A faded light
Yet fades from...

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If never your situation has resigned you to expiration
Then professing “What he should have done” is quite the meaningless declaration
So if never you’ve felt the...

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How deep into your psyche
do you dare peer?
How far are you willing to go
searching
into the darkest places of your deepest fears?
Are you afraid of being...

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the white language of snowfall lay
perfectly still where sunshine once warmed
a shaft of light pierces the evening tide of falling snowflakes
a point of reference for...

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