Homed Poems - Poems about Homed

... Heaven, synonymous with Heart in its becoming of the New Human ~ perception, perceiver and perceived when merging incubates an anechoic reality________ all els......

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...R a i n ~ a misted mirror coated in petrichor pain ~ fused with memories pirouetting through the veiled salt of the earth, caressing the Pina Colada dreams adrift in the icy-blue air, amid......

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...I divorced the cirrus heat that once laced the sky with fire, carrying searing sins of the scorching sun ~ burning the soft bronze of my melanin; an unabated rage, a labyrinth of blooming l......

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..."Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life." ~ Pablo Neruda I sail through citrine waves of ......

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...When the dusk bleeds epitaph roses, and the blackbird sings wilted elegies, I search for a glimpse of gold beneath tender ingrains of soundless te......

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... MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS She was the Chosen a beckoned one to ignite His speeches smooth it with her own illustrious strength ‘Courage against Odds’ marked her inner......

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...In the abyss of a heavy silence, I feel like an anchor weighing down dreams, And the world seems an atlas that no longer knows how to bend me towards heights. I call tenderly for shadows that can p......

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... Dear grandma, you were my litchi s u n r i s e, encasing stars in honeydews of h e a l i n g, as d a w n s used to wake up from deep s l u m b e r with th......

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...Milly was a nutty cat as nutty as can be An also nutty poet said, “She’s nuttier than me.” And that was saying something and I think you will agree Because that poet was Deb M from way across the ......

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...Let me be the first to have the audacity to translate, This piece of mystery molded in a magical meadow of mistakes, The reckless subject, there, just standing still like a la......

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...What happens to this poetry embroidered within the walls of my heart, When the joy of my words are shattered underneath your feet, Can the torture of your empty moon paint a slithering promise, ......

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...Every evening, I could witness, in my childhood, Beggars, going from home to home, for daily food; Fear filtered into my heart, as though from fountains, I could see, within me, many terror mount......

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...Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away... Excusing yourself as if... going to the bidet, an immense water closet (perhaps the size of Mar A Lago type getup), sans human waste (after flushing......

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...Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away... Excusing yourself as if... going to the bidet, an immense water closet (perhaps the size of Mar A Lago type getup), sans human waste (after flushing) ......

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...Knowing you as I do, you entered the room shyly. Saying nothing, you took a seat next to your sister. Then your ear homed in on the speaker. You tried not to notice some of the ladies paying ......

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