Best Searing Poems

searing pain reemerges
each time I pass the hospital
     creeping up to burn my eyes
       ...

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October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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As a young boy
Sitting in a pew
The winter darkness pressing down
Candlelight waves from hidden drafts
Shadows danced on the walls

I heard the words destined to me
“Be...

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Underneath all the layers
Of tradition
Of religion 
Of philosophy
Of reason and understanding
I smolder
In passion's pleasure bed of red
Paroxysms of pleasure
Emanate from my core
Searing the shroud
Flames of...

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Underneath all the layers
Of tradition
Of religion 
Of philosophy
Of reason and understanding
I smolder
In passion's pleasure bed of red
Paroxysms of pleasure
Emanate from my core
Searing the shroud
Flames of...

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Who knows if magic exists,
if dreams come true
and whether miracles take place
(all of these things we thought we knew)

... buried in our haste
to dig childhood's...

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Your beautiful name, echoing throughout my thoughts

"Everyday!"....But I never tell you this?

Sometimes when I breathe, I close my eyes to imagine

Breathing, everything that you are,...

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How can it be that He who knew no sin
Should suffer searing pain upon the cross
And crowned with mocking thorns which pierced his skin
Exchange love’s...

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If I had but one last sorrowful day of my life left,
there would be words I would say without delay.
Too long have I struggled, uncertain...

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There Was A Heart, As Large As Ocean Skies


Moonstruck magic, from her large bright blue eyes
There was a heart, as large as ocean skies
And I...

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Of Treasures Sought, Diving For Forbidden Dark Pearls

I shall weave you, dear reader, words true and sincere
tho' will not be as great as those woven...

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oh youth in all its callow shades
               is from our hope,...

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an ardent desire of flames was burning
its passion held captive within our hearts
the temple of bodies arced in yearning
when fingers became restless like mozart's
melodies played...

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Rather I, Sharpen Blade, Saddle My Battle Horse,
(Dawn, First Battle, Part One)

Dare I, reduce poet's pen to a plastic sword
flee from shadows that invades as...

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Where Love Was So Hot, It Melts Hardest Of Stone

He loved her so much, his soul awash in her all
Forever had no real meaning until...

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