Best Vital Force Poems

Ash - grey chemised
she shifts her shape
as silver flakes float coat
stripped naked places, 
sheath curves and angled spaces
Angry glitter tingle stings
thick earth skin with prickly flames
and rumble rise regurgitates
shimmy - shake shudders
in magma's deep thrombosis.

Her feather boa plume
tightens hot cloud chokehold,
acrid smoke flung up in...

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My Gallery

In upper part of my body
A cognitive bell rings
From a dial-up connection
of live wires

The modem is working just
To repeatedly provide
the facsimile of
Barren and bald paths

Inner lumbering of daily freight
Coiling, clutching upward
There is no vivacity
The vital force has parasited
How I inhale life?

My days and nights...

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Today I seek the sun,
it's gentle painless play-
words of winter warmth
spur me on my way,
away from death wish,
daily things gone wrong.

Today I seek the sky -
empyreal blue bowl
that stretches thoughts so high
above an endless flow
of clouds caught carrying
this season's rain and snow.

Today I seek the...

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Today, as I languish in intense intellection,
Recalling the former assigned to my course.
Questioning why this versified collection,
But knowing they arrived by a vital force.

Each imparted entities to my well being,
perhaps, on occasion, an unbiased voice.
Embedding ideas when not clearly seeing,
Then leaving me to contemplate my...

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Art thou my one true love?
Then let our hearts entwine;
allow our souls to dance at will
and I shall call thee mine.

I claim thee as my only one,
thou knowest this is sure,
my heart hath finally found a home,
my love for thee is pure.

Tell me dost thy...

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**Inspired by the band "NightwisH" and the cover of an EP record. So many shades 
of silver created a haunting feeling that never let go of my mind. **

My eyes close and I NightwisH
Sliding into another moment and place
Condemned to my universe of charade
Illusions of...

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not a bone to pick on beach walks
with my lover just pleasure and leisure
strolls in the sand of time and togetherness
joined at the hips of mind body and soul

sizzling fingertips and footsteps near the edge 
of the water crested in undulation
two people one wavelength 
vital...

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Awakened by a siren
 Aching like a wound 
 We're driven out as we utter 
 The turnings of the womb

 Swelling as we're tutored 
 By the wendings of desire 
 Swept away by water 
 Travestied by fire 

 The vital force of...

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You have stolen a part of me that is vital in living day by day. A part of me that you 
have extracted that I need to function as whole, you have captured. Did you trick me 
in loving you with all my heart, a...

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I Am as I Am complete
Though ego opines otherwise
Invoking grace, we feel God’s heartbeat 
What else does there remain for us to realize
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A
Bane
Whisper 
Torments soul 
Discarriating 
The black sheep to the depth level
Inner demons attack the victim without mercy
Fleeing after extracting the vital force, leaving an unanimated being










4-1-2016...

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The economy, a force unseen,
Yet felt in every day and dream,
A fickle beast, a shifting tide,
A force that cannot be denied.

The rise and fall of stocks and trade,
The value of the goods we've made,
The flow of cash from hand to hand,
The beating heart of our...

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"The secret of change is to focus all your energy
not on fighting the old, but on building the new."

                          ...

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A wellspring deep within,
a vital force creative,
is quelled to dry spells
by diversions, doubts
and distractions.
Like a pump needs priming
to flow again,
a wellspring needs prompting
and dry-runs
to get it brimming again.
Keep drawing on your wellspring
every single day,
imbibing its nectar lovingly,
and it will never run dry....

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Telephone rings
Announcing your name
Caller ID pings
This is so insane
Selfish acts of subterfuge
Leaving us both confused
Despite the tightening noose
Calling you is what I choose-
I can’t let go

“Hi, how was your day?
What’s that you say?
Have I learned by now
How to play well with others?
What? No? I don't...

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