Lost Journey Poems

An ancient mariner in the seamless sea, 
I’m sailing for ages in the intuited undefined course 
in sparkling sunshine and tormenting tempest,
on the rolling timeless...

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The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness...

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Within Me

Trapped within, a tempest roars,
Where demons dance and anguish pours,
In the haunted halls of my soul's estate,
Dwells a darkness deep, where love and hate...

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In the dusky depths where dreams dance daringly,
A story whispers, woven with whispered wonders,
Beneath the branches of a brooding, barren tree,
Where shadows linger, lost like...

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(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought,
Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes, a...

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AN Honest Aim

There is a frame for an honest aim.
Not like a click for a photo flip. 
It is for a give when a take...

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She smiles
and considers the crowd,
all backward somersaulting
detached vagabonds, all,
serious soft smalls revealed -
marshmallows imbued
with the glee of writing 
irregular poetry;
works of art thou art, ...

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In the depths of longing, I yearn to find,
A love that echoes, both heart and mind.
I wish I never answered the call of pain,
For now,...

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I hope you really understand
This is all out of my hands
I can't control this situation
All my woman's intuition
Led me to this secret place
I had no...

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into...

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        Some in the audience 
         shook their heads in...

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He always brought the subject up at the most inappropriate of times, usually when some c**t was trying to kill us.
Are you a believer now?
If...

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In borrowed plumes, a masquerade we stage,
Thoughts echo doctrines, passions preordained.
From broken families, where fractured spirits weep,
Mothers of sorrow, 
With eyes that never sleep.

We inherit...

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I was the scattered embers of what was,
a mirage of something that couldn't be.
And it bore a hole inside me, for twas -
it not for...

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When youth is so vibrant and sets us aglow,
and no words are mentioned through sorrow:
we are the seekers of wild adventures,
pushing hard beyond all boundaries!

In...

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