Best Unconsumed Poems

O beloved mother, o beloved sisters
departed from me, within years
of each other, to sadden my living;
I spend my days weeping...
reminiscing in my sorrow:
how we laughed together,
and faced another serene tomorrow,
knowing that sharing kindness
would bond our destinies
in ways so devoted and immense!   


O beloved...

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clove cinnamon for simon&dunkin tuna for garfunkel.
wobbly looped spindles, hums tunes  "holy mackerel".
silent whispers alluring hoarding ajar.
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overtime blenders whip hot fudge tapioca.
from the larva, emerges paul harvey.
orator greetings predestines"good day, utopia.
good healing from dr. oz & charles ozgood,...

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Donut People

Not all donut people are large or police or thieves
Nor are they thin, eating only greens and leaves and vitamins
Or exercising on the side of reasons muscularity
All this takes time to digest of course

Another hole, another donut down
Finding the criminal intent within is not...

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Love, like a pomegranate can be bitter sweet. 
Its tang lingers long after laughter swells. 
The soul puckers pleasantly with each bite.
A luscious love, precious and unique, thrives.  
Life’s enchantment surrounds sweet-tart living,
Likened to the whitest pulp around twirls of tasty arils.
The future surrounds...

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XLVI
If heart finds comfort in a piece of bread
Or on some morsel that a soul be fed
Then such a gluttoned life that I have led
On peace I feasted than to pine instead
If only for a drop my thirst to quench
Or just a tip of finger...

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Have I lost my flame like the lamp on the altar?
Or have I lost my last fire like a dying ember?
Do I stand unconsumed in the heat of this flair?
Or have I been destroyed; now nothing but ashes? 

This is a message to the brain...

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A relapse into solipsism sparks inside my soul;
An emptiness that ne'er before lay unconsumed is whole.

Is it blood or life now dripping from my lips;
Blood or life that's felt within a kiss?

If pain can purify
Who am I to deny?
If love is not regret
Then who am...

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 Quantum Theology

By Mark D. Stucky

Spirit filled the formless void
before matter and energy were born,
before infinitesimal became infinite,
when, from a singularity, a speck of nothing,
the biggest bang birthed everything.

And still the Creator of the quantum realm,
on a vast yet subatomic scale,
casting loaded dice of probability,
nudges...

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Reeses pieces
I remember when the wrapper ripped
When I gave you one as a consequence 
When I kept them hidden
They are haunting
It couldn't be gummy bears 
You disappeared 
We are in a judgment 
Burned at the stake
Honesty is meh
Does the chocolate melt inside the hard candy...

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From far away I write,
Believing the only best way;
You are there amongst happiness,
I in here comfortable on any day.

Entwined is our love, twisted,
Caged in a barbed wired space;
Piercing our hearts as blood drips,
Suffering too much in grace.

Entangled branches of the rose,
Binding our hearts forever;
An unconsumed...

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So it is you who will impart 
her soft, sweet scent of breath
in one transcendent journey over time and space
to reach me here, suggesting to my heart
and to my hungry mind,
that there is more than substance 
to the air I breathe, 
more than longing when...

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Of Ghosts and fiends in Twilight, Cont.


A thought flashed in my mind from the old tales told
The lore of the beast and I had felt his foul breath
I had seconds to act or be devoured alive
I had to lead in this desperate dance with death

Just...

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In the night when the moon shakes its silver over waves of dreams,
A woman opens the gate to her heart, feeling too much, too deeply,
In the trance of words that turn into butterflies of light and shadows of omens,
As if the cycles of life and...

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Purim Theorem!

Rambam holds Hashem is math,
Hashem does not take a path,
Like “Squaring the Circle”,
Such is illogical,
Yet the Zohar differs on Hashem’s craft!

Witness the Aron anomaly,
Giving rise to a homily,
Finite length & width yet zero volume,
Boggling the mind, yielding it solemn,
Evoking Emunah more than normally!

Size yet...

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