Best Psychic Poems

I once heard the whisper of falling snow,
saw a spark in the eye of a coal-black crow,
felt the power and awe of a swift river's...

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A Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates...

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Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates a murder time and time again, 
As the...

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I’ve received an incredible gift 
It has given my heart such a lift 
But the date that I see 
Is what now concerns me ...

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Poem to Myself

You ask to be birthed,
when you know I have passed
the age of passion to sing anything
sweeter than a harmonious hymn.
My taste for life...

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A Dylan Thomas State of Mind

It’s precisely 2:45am...the time when
~ if I’ve fallen asleep ~
I always awake to find
Myself drenched in sweat.

I lie here beside...

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The Mind’s Cornfield

Dreaming deeply on this dark, dank, frigid-cold night,
My spirit-body walks freely in this place of solitude—
The Mind’s Cornfield, where fantasy and reality are...

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I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future;
And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner.

I had learnt to talk...

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Through the shallows,
Through the depths,
The muck and the mire,
With trembling limbs
I succor the dying,

Strip the layers naked...
A conceit of consciousness
In psychic awareness,
I repute the repudiated
Caught...

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The Holy Dust of Creation’s Seed Sown

Born from this ancient dust of creation's seed sown now so true,
Whilst sparkling inside a mystical divine light on...

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Whiskey Lips So Sublime

Whiskey Lips step now over the line of true fire-water,
As a warm-burning brings forward one glowing sign.
The golden mead of sweet mountain...

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Turmoil
God awful gut wrenching 
nightmare riding
turmoil.

Throat clenching
acid rising murder of crows,
False importance on the trivial grows.

A gag reflex of learned fear
turmoil roils hurricane high
calms counterweight...

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I Am Who I Am

Date: Wed, Dec 23 2015 at 8:11 PM

I don't wear no disguise
My True Self I can't hide
Without God I don't want...

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Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber,
Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number.

I sense that a wince doth...

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Man of melancholy - memories ashen and shadow gray,
heart harrowed, solicits solace from her psychic energy.
An offering, his woebegone weeping wildflower bouquet,
teardrops titian, sorrow scintillant,...

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