Best Telescoped Poems

A GIFT

You've given me
a piece of your soul
inside a sunken brown envelope
written handle with care
as if I was born heavy-handed.

You've telescoped
my soul once more
in its caravan
on a mountain slope
stooped by a bulky backpack.

It's good you've frozen
that portion of my long journey
I could have missed the...

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In gentle breeze, a prism swings,
until each side has felt the sway
It hangs there by a thread of string
while waiting for the sun to play.

Sun passes by, so brief a glance
refracting light from morning skies
And soon my eyes must do a dance, 
entranced by all...

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~  Life,  God  Gave ~ 
( Octa- Tri ) 
 




~O~




God's Love glow 
From our hearts let it flow 
My Lord, You're my Light, Hope, Joy and Guide. 



~o~ 


You heal heart, comfort soul, when annoy. 
Your Promises, bring Hope, Peace I...

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Twinkle, twinkle little star,
your light, that I can barely see,
has carved a path from somewhere far,
to travel through the galaxy.

In cobalt seas, your eagerness
has sent your light to touch my face.
Caressing with a tenderness,
until my heart can feel embraced.

Sun passed you by, so brief a...

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I live in this half-world
doubting the veracity of
words
words of supposed comfort
scraps of care
of whitewashed expression

do you seek to protect me
or to beguile,
draw me into your place
of uncertainty
of quantum thoughts,
shut me in your Schrödinger’s box
until I cannot tell
what you feel
what you say

I want conviction
Newtonian conversation
of truth...

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Most rigorous astrology can hardly divine
Why flamy galactic orbs often burning fall; 
Or the calm pull behind shiniest meteorites'
Hurtling lower from their neat nestlings tall. 

I own that apt eyes as of the lauded Magi may
From starry ciphers tap signs of a coming day; 
Yet...

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A GIFT

You've given me a piece of your soul
Inside a sunken brown envelope written handle with care
As if I was born heavy-handed.

You've telescoped my soul once more
In its caravan on a mountain slope
Stooped by a bulky backpack.

It's good you've frozen that portion of my long...

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dusty country road
cocooned by umbrella trees...
home place telescoped...

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I've walked up and down these city streets
Left my prints along the beach
Searching for that which I need
But seldom is it within reach

Every nook and cranny in my home
Climbed high the mountain top alone
Never sure of where it's gone
The illusive poem

Day and night I will...

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Our actions weighed,
Our thoughts scaled,
Our steps mirrored,
Our excesses are censored.

The hidden is uncovered,
The past is discovered,
There’s no flight,
We're encircled by light.

We're read like a book,
Caught like a fish by a hook,
Our pathway is beamed,
We’re telescoped as deemed.

The Judge sits,
Unparalleled days are His wits,
He reveals the...

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Existence before essence as Sartre said

Xylographed from fountain and ink pen

In wood words intentions and meaning

Sculptures of thought bound in reality

Telescoped into prisms of here and now

Entropy thrown in for good measure

Nothing is impossible do what you wish

Take what is yours and not what they...

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Telescope your love to me
My planet seeks you out
In this and every other world
Viewed in a blur of stars
Swirled on a blanket void in black
Night glancing back through light
Enchanted twinklings flirt with time
Out for a dance, out of focus, turned inside out
A last glance at...

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'The Man in the Moon
Came down too soon,
defaced by space race
and telescoped stares.

The Moon face and myths unmasked
to reveal mere pockmarks and dark blotches.

What is more, Man on the Moon
has scarred the Moon's face forever 
with humanoid stares, enlightenment, 
footprints, flags, graffiti and junk.

For Heaven's...

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simplicity
       in miniature
         unbroken  solitary
curiosity interminable conceptions
      mingled together
      &overflowing
in
   immense volumes

expressions
      ...

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Long before the culture wars
  Life was calmer on these shores
Instead of magnifying 'racism'
  We telescoped 'outer-spacism'

Back then we knew the world wasn't perfect
   So many pock-marks of abject neglect
Troubling tendencies oft left unchecked
   Defects that we had to...

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