Compass Poems

Still Point

When storm clouds gather
overshadow the sun
and darkness overwhelms
has me on the run
I look on you as the lodestone
to a sense of calm serenity
see you as a compass of my own
to a place of quiet tranquility
when hard times follow
in the wake left behind
and troubles overtake
only to remind
in a yearning world
with all its sadness
and is out of

The Journey Within

 
 “The Path towards REMEMBERING is not for the weak. It is priceless. Move inwards, without faltering & know that you are held.” Poet
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journey within is strewn with jagged edges
    and jewels
both can lead to detours 
walking a straight and narrow path one 
      traverses own

Solo Heart

Am I wrong? 
Always drifting left when the world turns right,  
Like a compass drawn to storms instead of light.  

Am I wrong? 
For trusting the beat of my own internal song,  
Even if silence is the chorus all along.

I move to the rhythm only I hear,  
Not chasing thrill rides

The Cartographer and the Sea

He drew maps for a living.
Not of roads, but of promises
Soft lines where her laughter once lived,
tiny arrows
where her eyes used to point
when she couldn’t say stay.

She was the sea
Ever folding into herself,
a hymn of salt and leaving.
No harbor could hold her,
no anchor dared ask.

He traced her tides in silence,
built cartographies of could-have-beens,
and marked in

Reversed Signs

Isn't it ironic?

You sat on my right side when we first met
And you exited my life making a left turn down my street
It was my right hand that comforted you in the beginning 
And it was my left hand that tore off something that was supposed to be permanent in the end

How the directions changed

May the forest be with you

May you remember the sail ship
white wake behind, seabirds about
When the bedrock begins to slip
When life's purpose is in doubt

May you remember every friend
When enemies surround
When only on few can you depend
And harshness is the only sound.

**(Chorus)**
May the mountains come in waves
That lift you up from under.
like desert rain that saves.
Like a cavalry's thunder. 

When

APROPOS OF GOD'S COMPASS: A TANKA TRIO

Be as the sun,
And doubt not the Son of God;
Your guiding compass:-
Divine guidance is your gift;
Praise God for each day’s dawning:-

After sleep, you wake,
There’s sunset and sunrise;
You’re guided between:
Always believe in yourself;
Always be in God’s guidance:-

Journey faithfully,
You are destined for success;
God is your compass:
When lost, sign in your compass
And be guided on your way:-

My Heart Is A Compass

"My heart is a compass lost at sea finding its North in the gaze of thee."

This compass points directly at you  
whether your North East South or West 
Aligned to your magnetic pole 
I am being magnetized 

You are an orientation arrow 
my Polaris * my North Star 
Configurator of my soul,  
I

The Broken Compass

Written on March 3, 2025
By Gail Debole

A man, an expert of scam,
Possessed “gifts” birthed from his clan.

With an IQ higher than most,  
Lived on funds scammed from his hosts.

He possessed a charm most moms would like.
He was likeable from the age of tyke.

Yet as he grew his life went awry
To create victims with financial

Christian moral compass

If you don't want it to be taught how America brutalized the American Indian,
and you don't want it to be taught how America brutalized the enslaved black,
don't talk to me about your Christian moral compass,
because a Christian moral compass is something that you lack.

- Haiku X 344 - compass -

Love Without Measure

I love you beyond the borders of language,
where words stumble,
faltering in the shadow of feeling.
No map charts the expanse of this tenderness,
no compass finds its edge.

I love you as the ocean loves the shore,
returning endlessly,
even when it is sent away.
I love you as the sky holds the stars,
cradling light in an infinite embrace,
never asking why

journeying without a compass

sunshine above our head
moonlight caresses our nights
no roadmap no gps
just following instinct


AP: Honorable Mention 2024

VERBAL COMPASS

Sugar-coated tongue sway the sea, 
Like lilacs and roses allure the spree.

Barbs dim one's worth, leaving scars to accrue,  
Stripping away dignity, leaving only rue.

Choose thy verbal artillery with grace, 
For they hold the power to create or erase.

Surmise compass points

The cold consummate summer
eyes unclued
beyond the veil of tears
South were pleasant lands
East was the golden sunrise
the winds strolled gently
West were Mike and Suzie dominion
smiles on their faces
offering no apologies to the wayfarers
they needed no clue

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