Mystery Journey Poems

Island woman, nautical mystery,
Shrouded in history, over the sea,
Longing to see her, when I set sail,
Ageless, Manx goddess, she's waiting for me.

Maritime woman, always mystical,
Ancient...

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Well, here I am again… at my crossroads
I can tell they are mine
The marker I.D. reads “Between a rock and a hard place”

“What a shameful...

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Lost in my own little world as usual
Fleeting idle thoughts come and go
I gazing out of the window
I notice the blue and fluffy candy cotton...

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upon meditation when outside
suggested happenings it knew I 
would not like, sun-filled spring
afternoons piled up like books
stacked upon books, teetering,
then after attempts, the room 
went...

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. . . and with a haughty drink 
of Virgil’s water 
from the River Lethe
I venture forth knowing nothing
bring on the steps ahead 
and what...

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One evening, gazing into the endless expanse,
Lured by its mystery, I sat engrossed in thoughts. 
The world around me seemed to fade and all I...

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Not impossible
Just possibilities
Curious minds unfold
Imagination vibes
Journey through expectancy
Hidden thoughts beyond
Decisions to make
Avoiding any mistakes
Give and take
Dreaming stories
Surprises within realizes
Logic through understanding
Wild as it seems
Wavy streams
One...

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On the thread of time's journey where souls intertwine, then depart,
The poet treads slowly, unraveling three loves, each a new gesture.
The first, a youthful spark,...

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Smallest steps are one to wonder
Always commencing the path of life
Forming atoms, the book of maps,
Determining your road of sight

It’s a journey, not so kind
One...

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Let me be Frank.

I pulled up to the Stork Club in a bright Red Coupe Deville. I must admit I felt a bit of pride...

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        The labyrinth of love
        butterflies in stomach
   ...

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I was under a spell,
As I walked through those golden walls,
Under this majestic entrance,
I uncovered this palace;
I discovered library stairs...
Curious! Was my guilty pleasure, 
As...

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Away from the noise of that traveled one,
and let them make time with that nature map.
It seems challenging yet in the long run,
if they target...

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dust (the pale arc of reciprocity)

Dust…
from nothingness,
those delicate contours of light on black, 
particles of a deeper art, 
the essence of origin brought to life,
Dust…
awaken...

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The future’s just round the corner.
But, is it laughing for us or crying for our time?
Imagine if there was a time in which you could...

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