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Incarnations Poems - Poems about Incarnations


Premium Member In Between Incarnations
In between incarnations, the butterflies nurture us. In between lives, the butterflies uplift us and bring us truth. At the moment of death, they begin their pilgrimage. Landing one at a time, showing us a bit of our last life. It is a gentle lesson, but one that must be done. Each butterfly brings a glimpse of a sliver of...

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Categories: incarnations, angel, butterfly, death, life,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Incarnations of What Love's Blessed Paradise Extols
Incarnations Of What Love's Blessed Paradise Extols Soft and slow each rising tide that your sweetest loving bring that lush hush and touch setting eager seeking hearts aflame, those luscious lips that invite passion's hottest heated might that resounding chorus as our rendezvous night time sings. Sensual swells of joyous ardor in each breast waiting for the mounting ecstasy of our...

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Categories: incarnations, beautiful, destiny, heart, love,
Form: Sonnet



The Photo Album That Holds Your Incarnations
Every photograph is a death of the self you were, Your life a quest to save your younger versions, Or destroy them. The Photo Album that holds your incarnations Is a museum that opens like a child’s pop-out book And every instance captured with a flicker therein Is an atomic fraction of all iterations that have appeared. In your future...

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Categories: incarnations, death, future, identity, image,
Form: Free verse
Incarnations
I find myself drowning in the seafoam absence that slots itself between the falling angel blood, caught in the afternoon cotton breath of God All at the edge of solidity. Rosemary eyelashes, I can’t see you. I don’t believe you. The twinkle of the sky, an individual. Where are the diamonds? They arrive, slowly in the sinking, and burn me...

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Categories: incarnations, flower, sunset,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Incarnations
p aul, to hear his name reminded one of apostles a n ordinary man given to extra- ordinary actions u n dieing in his legacy to children and the needy l aughter always edged the corners of his eyes n ewman, what a named revelation, Paul Newman e nergized by a thirst for the fullest life w as there ever a...

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Categories: incarnations, memory, men,
Form: Acrostic




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