Introspection Joy Poems

Negating nothing, accepting what is,
we begin then with this organic shell,
where stuporous mind treats life like a quiz,
birthing fears though heart tells us all is...

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If we’re not receptive to learn
Addicted to mind’s thinking crutch
We’ll never imbibe truth by touch

How will we feel nodes within churn
If we fear to surrender...

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you kick up your heels
then you flap your wings
honk your horn and
sing a giddy song
lord i ain't gonna let
nobody steal my joy
when joy comes in...

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("Mind's Eye", 2017, original encaustic)

Nature of Mind

This state, not the external one
Of time and place, but the natural state 
That knows no in or out,...

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The wind may howl, the clouds may roar,
Thunder crack and storms may pour,
But deep within, a fire burns bright,
Ain't nobody gonna steal my light.

Trials come,...

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Snowflakes and palm trees
                     ...

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attachment, an anchor like gravity ~
knows not laughter of childlike levity...

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Tonight 

I rediscovered 

Boulevard of Broken 

Dreams on a jaunt through 

Glasgow’s October-lit streets. Rain 

drippin’ off chin. Momentarily wishing 

I was more like I...

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Relinquishing ownership over thought
It exerts on us no hypnotic pull
Ego may have desires but we do not
From head to toe bliss replete, we feel full...

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Trying to branch out on here --
exploring verse of many a poet

to give them joy in being read,
that's how it goes, I know it! :)...

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There are memories,
Not within my mind, but saved,
They plague me when I come across them,
How much I had loved someone,
And how much they had loved...

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small imperfections
ripples scarring view
shrug and move on
letting life flow renew

looking at feeble form
we see that it thinks
let blissful our touch be
as joy life moments links...

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Reflections of gentle leaves, dew drenched
Feelings flowing through the oaks, trees strong
Like the lasting tears of a quiet night, stars glistening
Same as yesterday’s rain –...

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Captured by the eventual, I waited
Hoping like I’d never hoped, praying
Never letting go of the possibility, waiting
Silent light, solitude in graceful rays
Praying, waiting, sensing the...

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There is the rose I suppose 
This is the kind I can find
With its prose as it poses
Aah ma cherie cherie
We keep these healthy roses
Ma...

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