Best Skywards Poems

Called to journey
Through the passageway of my heart
I close the door and turn
Exposing myself in full surrender

Fuzzy whiteness vibrates around me
A fleecy cocoon tickles my...

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written on time’s page
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Call me cynical
Has anyone else noticed …….
All of a sudden
The price of flowers and chocolates
Rockets skywards high towards heaven

Oh silly me its nearly Valentines Day!

12th...

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My heart shall travel far
End to end where rainbows meet
Skywards the North Star
Beckoning the waves to glide
Quickly to come home
To thy warm, sweet embrace
And your...

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Raven, rook, black as soot; peck the eyes, erase the lies

Eagle, buzzard, kite makes three; tend the land with sight that sees

On wings, on horse-back,...

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"Outside Closed Circles"



Tall limbed stories
are stilts
to walk softly 
aloft the shallows
casting shadows 
bruised in purple

a double degree 
in stray fellows

luxury is the 
comfort calling
in front...

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tree branches stripped bare
point skywards like pleading hands
praying for the spring...

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Naked dunes recline and off the headland 
Spume and dolphin fins hammer rocks, 
Smithereens spraying skywards, 
A roar of thunderous aftershocks. 
Creeps in the tide...

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stand where you want to
you'll be drawn in
picture yourself
choose a spot
the joy of life is to 
       undulate with...

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Lightning darkens the sky a little more
Thunder silences the rain as it pours

The lightning flickers, true face shown to you
Thunder nightmares, a part of the...

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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 4


PADMASANA- LOTUS POSE Step 04


Posture - Sit on any flat comfortable ground or carpet/Rug/Durry.  Stretch your legs...

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Fiery mountain blown-off lid
                 Billowing smoke ash skywards
 ...

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The voice, angelic, sings beyond the sealed door
Draws its tune from Prescences profound,
From Beings not in this world found;
A gift conferred to none before,
As treasures...

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Predator drone recording:- 6.00am
 
The dawn sky dramatic 
Multi-coloured in rainbow array
Mutating flares of crimson reds
One portent Wednesday.

Overhead the predator drone motionless
Metallic silver it's planed...

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“Cambodia is
Cambodia but not really
Cambodia.”
That’s what some say
As the years roll on
Forty years or so since Pol Pot and his pals posted
‘Year 0”, 
Sent the...

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