Inner Ear Poems - Poems about Inner Ear

... The Apostle Paul speaks here earnestly of the importance to be cleansed from every defilement of sin clearing the dirt through our spiritual lens This cleansing comes in God's power through ......

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...We made our padded rooms, Trampoline parks for a time, For bouncing off the walls, With a crash into the side, Those clouds our leather breakers, Of eroding rolling rows, Salty tongues of the s......

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... I hear the sound of clanging and banging from a distant source Like an orchestra of metal pots that have fallen on the kitchen floor which brings a ringing to my inner ear then a low vibra......

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...Loving you is easy. Your heart beats like The midnight breeze, Caressing the strings of my essence. Loving you is easy. Your smile tenderly Invites reveries, Exposing the chords of my mind. ......

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...From zero to fresh focus: No fads or "hocas-pocas," Occult tricks, nor superstitions, Just go to Boot-Camp not institutions. It's not about me. It's to take a stand, you see, A life if convicti......

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... Poetry is a dance of words and feelings, Bouncing off my inner ear; Laughter, tears and joyous giggling ......

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...Its been a show of force since my ancestors first swam over the umbilical. A strain of Loathing rings in our ears, A dog-whistle held by my personal demon, it's engraved with my name. I smile when ......

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...My nights are often restless, My dreams are often broken. The tremors are often heard, Within words not often spoken. I'm tossed about in silent motion, Until I'm cocooned within the covers.......

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...I was standing on the grounds of myself barefooted standing erected stance tall on top of the terrain I embrace His breath of life His wind kissed my face Blowing receiving my nose and mouth ......

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...As we ate on the 33rd floor " his eyes shifted " " the feather lifted " and I knew once more " ten keys " are his way to a door... " my trowel " is for Phi! and the measure ......

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...Cul-de-Sac Quick steps slow to hesitate The sudden curve of a straight white line Into the mists of detour Lined with haunting facades Of blurred addresses And faded street signs Wher......

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...12/6/22 Let it snow Worldwide not just in Mexico No matter if it's one hundred or ten below Always set to go Ready to shred a foe From head to toe She thought she did but she would never kno......

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...On days clouds mask transparency, when sprinkles/gales quell meadow’s song, before Spring’s green, post Autumn’s fall of colored leaves (that flirt with tones of Prelude’s whites), I wait for you......

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...I will watch the sunrise and the moon set I will taste oysters and reap mint I will harvest vegetables from the farm stand I will live as an orphan adopted finding joy in rain and in snow I ......

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...Light makes lustrous the green of the leaves above; Waving forest hands, calming gestures, luminous Antidotes to stress. The movement of the air is no more than a cool breath, Down here, amongst......

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