Long Anchorless Poems

[44]" It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body.
 There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body.
[46] Howbeit that was not first which is spiritual, 
but that which...

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He parks, cuts the engine, sits for a moment, 
headlights dimming.
He tries to rationalize why he is here,
why he is still racing to be free of his own gravity.
The store is a low level spaceship...

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I could write to you about what it feels like to be
unhinged, untethered, to float on a breeze of malintent
But what would it matter to you?

Thinking random thoughts anchorless, 
adrift in a typhoon of emotional...

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The moistened meadow of my heart 
dries desolate like a desert.
The climbing cloud of parched passion 
doesn’t come low with the mystique shadow, 
makes my overcast mind morose. 

My halcyon horizon waits 
for the southern...

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shattered glass
glints of sunlight
on a once whole window

no more to look through
no more to illuminate
the swirling afternoon's
clouds of rising tobacco smoke

the now cold cup of coffee
the doorbell that doesn't know
to ring
the knocks that never arrive

the...

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This is how one of my friends describes 
my character attributes.

In many blood-shot blazing eyes he sees
they seethe inside in the inferno of anger,
throw out raging words from the venomous minds. 
He doesn’t run away...

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was so upset and mixed up
    the web of emotions so complex
        my heart sobbed and tears dried
       ...

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Within the clasping orbit of the craving life 
I gravitate toward the self-seeking centre,
get sucked into the black hole of ego, 
the survival struggle consumes me.

In the anchorless drift of the mundane mind, 
detached from...

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I didn’t know why on us the sky suddenly fell,
but in the deracinating storm  
we got uprooted from the native soil,
and wandered hapless anchorless,
like the floating driftwood,
until she found a distant alien land for...

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Where the water washes white surfs across
Sand banks porous with green dreams in our hearts
Where the sun surveys the wet desert of loss
The salt thread like blood stitching together our parts
Find me there wandering the...

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Joy, they named for themselves, the future's blind
Oyster to drink your sand. In salt tides love rises
Yearning to part the twinning shell and there resign.

Empress of the emerald seas, my ship for rich prizes
Listed its...

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The tapestry of the indigo sky,
weaved with the strips of silver cloud, 
merges with the still sea in the blues.
The dislodged boulders strewn as dry debris,
away from the waterfront of desire,
symbolize my broken dreams.

The anchorless...

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The store is a low-level spaceship
in a starless lot.
The sparsely parked cars
have leagues of loneliness between them.
No one comes or goes they merely slipstream
through a personal invisibility.

Beyond the gliding glow
of glass doors
the anchorless roam
between the...

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A sprawling sun it's anchor plucks
Drifting anchorless, below the horizon ducks
A canopic relic storing spent day in timeless trust
Well-timed descent bearing the residual thrust
Borne with gilded shades of chardonnay shadowing Helios's lust 
A lustful pinwheel...

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What is Life 

A—The opposite of death 
B—To be conscious and aware 
C—Any entity that grows 
D—A prison sentence 

What is Love 

A—The opposite of hate
B—An all powerful emotional bond 
C—The reason we grieve 
D—Nothing...

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