Best Reopens Poems

DRY MASCARA

Nobody sees through the shadow and the color of my eyes
The times I've cried are the only time you notice the trace down my face
This time,  
The sorrow at heart is deeper than anything I've ever penned or spoken of,
  an atmosphere...

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The photos stopped 
when you were 10 or 11.
Around that time, you started refusing to 
have your pictures taken.
A few candid shots are all I’ve 
managed since then.
In them, the look on your face is growing inward, 
as a cocoon slowly encloses you in a...

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T~he minds eye closes and envisages the overflowing of true love from one's
H~eart, gravitating to thy One and Only;
E~scaping in conjunction with

B~rackish water adjoining to thy feet; taking note of the wind whispering
E~ver so seamlessly through thine ears while striding upon the seashore.
A~ccompanied by incessant...

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Outside, the moon is alone in the sky
and floats bright white in the ocean
of the great black-blue on high.

It illuminates slightly my surroundings,
giving everything the soft pallid hue
that makes everything something familiar,
though some things I have never seen.

All things being equal,
under the bright white moon,
I...

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"...The Secret of the Golden Flower is not only a Taoist text of Chinese yoga but also an alchemical tract. (...) it was the text of The Golden Flower that first put me in the direction of the right track." C. G. Jung

"The Golden Flower...

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ocean sounds
I pass a conch
from my ear to hers
 
monsoon dusk
the flood carrying
my shattered dreams


long rain
the homelessness
reopens the school


holding tight
to the hand of my child--
on the iPad
my mother talks and talks
of returning roles...

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standards fall
infinite divisions
of a space call
for creations base

" eat me "
the waters taste
of completion

Aellopus delivers
revelation
a connection
reopens
and a field explodes
in subtle elation

an ocean
births a generation

" opposites attract "
answers
a burning question

" and the beauty of a point "
marks
the equation

it's the holy graphic
of a single
calculation...

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Once the eye's are close, the spiritmind reopens.
    Once upon a time within the stroke of creation, I
     flew beyond the vast of many star's and each of the
    plantedss-ss impress me so remarketably, I...

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US horizons shine
In jubilation
For today, is the 4th of July
As cracks of  guns and fireworks
          hearten
To celebrate American Independence!

This freedom loving nation
A bastion of heart warming citizens
Today, sing in unison so valiant
Despite dozens in streets...

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So many doors open before me,
infinite options
  ~ tantalizing me with their
     connections and concoctions  

Pathways stretch before me,
all roads lead to gold--
Life's at my fingertips
  ~ I can dare to be bold

As selections I make,
closing doors once...

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Motor skills machine in charge, thinker, planner
Decision maker, The Judge, Yes and No, court always in session
Running the show, 2 sides, left - right, dreamer at night
24 hours on the job, no rest, unlimited GB, human memory,
Hail to the Brain

Process feelings, press send, messages sent,
Message...

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In the stillness of the night,
In the ambience of blurred light,
I'm awakened,
My prowess is strengthened.

My muse comes to me,
Inspiration flows like the sea,
It’s an encompassing tide,
Nothing can hide.

A door opens,
I walk out of the woods,
I'm no more cloaked by gloomy moods,
The waning door reopens.

A tranquil...

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The sun had risen atop a flawless sky,
The morning we heard Our Lady cry.

She stood as always proud and tall,
As she watched her beloved towers fall.

Our eagle hovered as time stood still,
The morning God tested our will.

Frightened friends fled through the mire,
As they stared above...

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Spring marches its way south, inundating
the winter steeled earth struggling to drink
the season’s flood. So I bide time, waiting
for thirsty trees to flourish red and pink.

Yet when the heavens seal their divine doors
and the portal outdoors reopens wide
the red-pink promises of spring are floors
of brownish,...

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My heart smiles at your every word
With a love I feel which is unsurpassed 
Love this game of writing down words
That reflect my innermost emotions
My wish from the start is to touch every heart 
As each soul in heaven reopens...

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