Best Spiriting Poems

He's been struggling with depression,
She said, so then have I.

It's our bad news
that competing depressions
breed more contagiously
than our cooperation feeds happiness.

Yet our good news grows:
Depression and positive impression
are equally contagious passions
pastimes
eruptions into changing flowstreams of consciousness,
evolving communal conscientiousness,
naked co-relational intention,
interdependent awareness,
dawning enchantment with disenchanting dusky...

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Oh my God the geese!

Standing in my yard
while wave after wave of them
fly over the roof of the house
from the NW to the SE.

Each wave ebbs and flows,
the geese almost exactly the same distance apart
the V is straight and they fly strong.

And the ruckus!

Talking and...

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Weightless I happily lie
My face brushed by salty air's sigh
My vision filled with beautiful blue-white
Sacred, ancient, streaming light

Floating gently in pure, perfect peace
Feeling As if the feeling will never cease
My skin caressed by cool damp spray
Spiriting my worries and cares away

Listening to the melody of...

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In The Garden of Evil
(Apropos the New World Creation)

See-sawing along
the shores of life,
gazing upon
the reflecting light,
we grasped
keloids of memories—running.
And like fishermen of food,
we webbed together
the broken pieces of history
and casted our nets into the sea:
into the sea of perseverance—
Catching hope; harnessing redemption.
Running.

The word remains
mightier than...

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“Before The Firing Squad”



the firing squad 
came dressed
in faux smiles

the intervention cake 
was spoon fed, like honey,
by mother superior

to the lesser bee,
with self-righteous
magnanimity

she wore the badge
Devil’s Advocate, proudly,
without any clear authority

casting bloodied 
nasturtiums around the 
sacred cow’s neck

then the F-cluster gaggle
tossed the child 
without clear...

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This world inside
filled with dalai lamas
composed of double layers,
light spirit rivers of nutrition
discerning dark flowing soul Source.

This world outside
vibrations of octave spectral light,
echoing morphology
ecosystems of desperate joy
and all primal elements between
betwixt
among
within
without soul vibrations echoing ecowokeness,
Earth's trans-ego 
eco-symbiotic expanding integrity.

Our in/outsided nondual mindbodies,
vibrating warm souls
haunted by...

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"The Edge"



Beneath the surface
freedom flows
above the watermark
secrets shared 
with the sky
only the ghost 
knows

conversations of a man 
on the edge of life

pondering ponds
the loud silent drowned pasts 
and baptismal rites
spiriting water memories
rippling an entire
Ocean 
home


(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)









"Any Other Name" 
https://youtu.be/-BYjEmmPoqM


"Any Other Name"/ Thomas Newman (Piano)
https://youtu.be/BixvfcN81Jw






“We...

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(tongue in cheek
by this moldering geek.)

Thy marriage doth incurably ail,
even strangers would vouchsafe
     (with nary any cavil),
     and perhaps even avail
herself (sight unseen),
     with a moderate chance
     zee spouse...

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COPLA DIECISIETE : This Bad Guy World

After-life: litmus of this life
Some know how to make us connive:
Make us repent?

So they console us in this life
By spiriting guilt while alive:
Pardon well spent?

Confess now to be made pure clean
Extreme unction frees you from doubts:
Who takes last step?

Bad...

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One snow flake at a time builds Christmas
Spiriting colored lights electric in the air
Through white swirling waves of mist on Winter  
Remember ice cold pine trees bold green
Unusual bright objects ornamented all about
Branches tinseled, an ancient gold angel on top
Clear into late December
Shouting Merry...

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Thru deliberate seductive
liaisons, ploys, and underhanded gambits,
I tendered illicit, explicit and complicit shenanigans
blatant actions to foment coital adulteration.

Ofttime these discrete liaisons found me removing 
linkedin metallic keepsake symbolizing union.

Years elapsed since this spouse pledged his troth,
he sported husbandly marital vows courtesy
monogrammed nondescript ring.

Impossible mission prevails...

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Night descends,
The sky a depthless midnight blue
Interspersed with wisps of clouds,
The rain a slow patter on the dusty ground.

Magic is done on nights such as these,
That singular brand of magic that soothes the heart
And brings peace to the perturbed soul.

The beginnings of a wistfulness unbidden
Stir...

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"I grow old... I grow old...I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled"
                               ...

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A POET AS METAPHOR**********

I am a poet from the common ground, 
From thIs blue planet’s distinctive character— of
Continental shifts and rockslides, from valleys to Mountain crowns — always toiling to reclaim itself.

I am a poet from the land and moil tread
Over by hooves; feet; farmers’...

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