Best Reawaken Poems

When the Goddess of aroma
graces my caffeinated soul, 
her milky quartz crown 
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At
winter’s 
departure -
though I feel glad -
I must remember
that like human beings,
Mother Nature needs a rest
from her growing season; she will
reawaken at spring equinox,
shaking off...

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Primal, basal, beyond my awareness
How could I have been so careless
I let the line between real and fantasy
Become clouded through my jealousy
The fire rose, consumed,...

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  I'm tired of singing to the moon, 
as ink flows in bruised hues, 
within my fragmented heart, 
used and shattered by censorious eyes~
ever...

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These steep hills are part of me
Where I learned to ride a bike
And gazed over the industrial haze
And ice-dammed the steep melting  streets
So the...

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Stop resenting me
For the way I shop
The things I do 
To make sure 
My  food is fresh

I confess I feel blueberries
In my fingers
To make...

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A rhapsody of sounds, smells, and colors,
Spring fills the canvas of my mind
with Her stoic beauty.
And once more, Her fabulous frescos
reawaken my taste for impressionism,
as...

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Leaves of orange, red and gold
Dance happily through the blue sky
Twisting and turning through the cold
Reminding me that winter is nigh
Reflecting joys that have been...

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FIREBREAKERS


F~actional bapus fight for independence with loyalty to their country, their
I~dealism of independence that become
R~eality, which made oppression in heart of the people to vanish
E~aseful...

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Who am I? A seeker, within I set sail,
Beyond the horizon where stories pale.
Golden threads of twilight unravel in my grasp,
A penumbra of half-truths, a...

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Winter has left, spring has arrived;
day has the same duration of night,
this astronomical event is too unique:
earth orbiting sun is utterly mystique.
a change of season...

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The thirst 

 

Everything has remained fragile tonight
Dream suffer steady but don´t drivel
Pain on the wall ranges around the axle
Shadows of chairs inquisicion of sun...

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It has been beautiful, late August, full moon
a million crickets following
a million fireflies in June, 
a million May peepers. Immersed
in insect, amphibian cycles, I am...

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As time flies, so her emotion swiftly fries,
As life frowns to dust, so her affection swiftly drowns to lust,
As love turns to coal, so her...

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I walked past the cemetery the other day,
Those who fought for a right to vote,
Were turning in their graves.
 
I could hear them moaning in...

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