Dark Lay Poems

  Fear not of the undiscovered journey - 
   the souls’s compass will show you the way ~ the poet  

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Poem inspired by the song “Lay my body down” by Glenn Hughes


I don’t think of death when I think of you,
We’ve been told many lies,...

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Come around and listen to a story
Of the ones who battle so called life
The scars carried may be a bit gory
Not fully healed, some never...

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You can rip my heart out,
Stamp upon the ground,
Give it an hour,
Returned loving sounds.

Lost and found,
Where shall I lay?
Give and take,
Content on either way.

Remaining in...

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Pregnant pause poised in wonderment,
beholds how in-form nodes ferment,
transmuting to became God's light,
as bliss takes us to zenith height
of rapture unbound, here and now,
enabled when...

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Now I lay me down to sleep; right behind my death will creep. 
When you lay me in the ground, amongst my body these things...

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Friendship Garden

Springtime plants a friendship garden
Daffodils bloom – a smidge of sass -
 Conducts chorus exuberant
Nodding snowdrops chant with pansies
 Sing plainsong through dark days...

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To dream a dream within a dream:
a bit uncommon, it would seem.
Occasions when this happens: rare.
But be assured, yes, be aware,
for 'tis a disconcerting thing
to,...

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Ocean waves crash along the shore
Dark clouds warning, a storm in store
Gulls soar searching for washed up food
As crabs seek cover with their brood
Sandpipers nesting...

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The moon and stars call out from the night, caressing the heart in whispers of delight – quote by poet


Clear, dark night, a star studded...

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Our home Is filled with thanks and love,
this we got from God up above.
The kitchen stove cooking away,
before eating we first must pray.
Let's go play...

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Let the cold, integral to fall
Allow a furlough from life’s gall
Zapped of heat, my water love lost
Yielding to blankets, dark accosts…

Days mist like ghosting memories
All...

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Large hands, coarse, are prayin’
Another day, layin’
Yet again! The pipe grows
Into the dark it flows
Neath the underground, toil!
Pushing dank sod till soiled
Into the lightless folds
Plundering...

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As I lay in the dark, accompanied by only my thoughts
and memories.
   I can feel the grip of the night, clutching with its...

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Today I have played hard,                    ...

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