Eye Of The Hurricane Poems - Poems about Eye Of The Hurricane

... Like the eye of a hurricane the epicenter of the storm Every day in some way at risk for harm A face like granite commanding the planet ......

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...thinned out ego remains as an interface to enact on earth as it is in heaven innocence carries not the cross of disgrace ascending easily through chakras seven can we ask the sun of debts of lo......

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...Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt wit......

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...Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt wit......

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...Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt wit......

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...I’m tired. Not the kind you sleep off— the kind that settles in your bones like a storm that never passes. I’m tired of checking the volume of my laughter like it’s a detonator. Of reading t......

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...When the first wave came and pulled a soul away, I continued on searching for shells in its wake. When the winds revved up and took someone else, I cried for the chickens who had to wait in the m......

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...I start my day with the rising sun, Got a lot of work before the day is done, Back breaking and mind racing again, I may stumble every now and then, Tossed in the air with no direction, Caught i......

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...The pages meet my fingertips again Tenderly guiding the ink, as if it were rotten bile Channelling all away To minimal change of my world The illusory script does not function To the disappoin......

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...I am being suffocated by causes. Will we march Quixote-like enraged by the spinning of the windmills? We protest the wars carrying placards while expecting others to carry arms, praise God and w......

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... Oh what did you see, my blue-eyed son? And what did you see, my darling young one? I saw truth tellers doxed, and their addresses listed I saw images on my cellphone put on by the twisted I s......

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...the eye of the hurricane is still humming silently with potent power as is the animated stillness continuum preceding the emission of heart’s pure intent thought cessation of consciousness sel......

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...Trapped in the eye of the hurricane Lost in the heart of the sea What started as a summer voyage My friend, my lover, and me Only chaos on the horizon The tempest won't set us free All you......

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...Spirit voices echo In the hills above my eyes I can hear them calling out To the ground and to the skies Indifferently moving Slowly passing through The leaves on the trees were fore......

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...joie de vivre for no reason at all engulfs us like a mist, from head to toe rapture unbound throbbing in this bliss squall heart feels within, moment to moment grow myriad thought spirals orbi......

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