Best Submersed Poems

Submersed in thought, my mind flows. 

I'm a majestic river 

with all it's curves and bends 

running over rocks  and around obstructions 

gathering strength...

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Constructing Catacombs


Desirous death, a submersed breath, the walls in a carious crumble
Living life, a surgical serrate strife, as we stand surreal and stumble
Baneful blood, a...

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The songbirds are singing 
It's another sunshine day 
A light breeze is blowing 
Spring is here to stay 

Dressed in a flowered sundress 
Underneath the...

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I tell you the rocks don’t bore me.
Unlike other cognizant beings with their endless stories,
Droning on about their mindless vapid glories.
I find myself scrambling to...

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The picnic was set for today:
A cause for two hips and hooray.
With Split and Blueberry,
Their time would be merry
That’s if nothing got in their way…...

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My mind exposed completely to your expression,
Mindful of spirit, transparent you carry,
Your light follows, drawing me to a freedom
That brings a smile to the window...

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A million ways to spend a day
not tried them all but have to say,

that if I had the way to when
I’d quiet find and open...

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So far offshore, but nothing was biting

Six-pack behind me looked so inviting

     New rod I placed on the deck

  ...

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Because of Him the grass grows green 
And the sparrows sing their songs
The sunshine brings warmth to all the land
As the Easter season comes along....

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In timeless refrain he calls my name,
Beloved come to me.
The waves rush along destinies shores,
I'm submersed in the waters undertow.
Darling weep no more, I've ...

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That soft-spoken Sovereign commands a big stick, 
runs the world into ruins, once our bailiwick.
If asked why, He grins grimly, pale lips slightly pursed:
"Vindication? Straightforward:...

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When I hear the voices of little children
early at dusk just before twilight comes
with their faces cloaked by
the shawl of innocence
waving goodbye to the setting...

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I panicked as you touched and I touched as you laid.
I knew no longer I would be afraid. 

Blushing and sweeping my feet wrapped with...

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I often wonder
as I wander through wonder
receptive to the signs
projected from minds mines
exploding in invincible
imagination invisible

like cloak and dagger
I search for the truth
whether it be...

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THE WILLOW, THE ALDER (& We)

The Willow and the Alder choose to stay 
By river bank and margin of the lake
Their roots, content, submersed, will...

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