Long Infuse Poems

During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith in plodding persistence.
We were...

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"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."

Take your pick! Or better still, self realise your own insight.

Interpretation of the agnostic: 

Original thought is energy created...

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Standing all alone in the woods;
eyes shut, I feel the lilting light.
Sun dodges needles through the crown,
beams land on my skin softly so.
Brisk breezes quicken and rustle.
Bristlecone pines ever sway slowly,
while pockets of air blush...

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My Perfect Home Zone...

I want the breeze of Jannah to permeate our abodes,
A restful peace within it take hold,
So I ask Allah to fill in them His light entirely,
with joy, contentment, & pure tranquillity,
To answer...

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“Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The appearance of light is the same as the survival of the soul” Victor Hugo

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My twilight Dream Catcher.

Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings.
The waves roll in as the blue whale sings.
As empty moonbeams fade,
In the cosmos evenly laid.
Layers of complexity.
Clouds meandering are a formality.
A tonic of love, a...

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America at a critical political crossroads...,

nevertheless hope springs eternal,
especially after listening
to Vice President Kamala Harris
and Minnesota Governor Tim Walz
speak at the The Liacouras Center
1776 North Broad Street,
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 19121
on the evening of August sixth,
two thousand...

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As allies falter from his Blitzkrieg force,
the blood of British sons infuse the sand.
They pray their brothers front the Channel’s course
for they have failed to gain the upper hand.
And, so they wait as devastation rides
upon...

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If I died today March 2nd, 2020...?

No matter unfulfilled dreams never came true,
nevertheless yours truly doth gladly bid adieu,
where repurposed afterlife (mine) atomic brew
reconfigured, reconstituted, and reconsolidated
out maws of madness, no matter any blues clue
(yea...

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Poetry is a highly personal endeavor for all who write
And answer the inspiration of Our Eternal Poetry Muse.

Why do we write poetry?
This a very important question for all of us who “spill ink.”

Poetry for me...

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At my will, it began to glow a little with a startling tingle
Daring a series of slashes, I feel to be more at ease as I mingle
And into the rhythm, I forget away my troubles...

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If only 
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The love in her, the hate in war and the unjustly moment in time
Is reality the indefinite cause to forbid and discern The Ancients behind?
Decidedly, I lifted her off the ground and began the loneliest...

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Reverend Dr. Margret A. O'Neall Developmental Minister

Unitarian Universalist Church
situated in Cherry Hill, New Jersey,
whereat every Sunday morning, I
Matthew Scott Harris) blessedly zoom
virtually attend congregation 
(recent attendee) experience

fellowship, albeit an outlier,
these two score plus one year...

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There is no way forward should even if against I’m to plead
The only way for a return, is how the ancient words will read
And only for a return, nay a way it opens forward for...

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What enables me to infuse life with such meaning and my activity of cognition to understand a black and white humanity approach???

How did i discover such uncommon grounds in mist of struggles that has steered...

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Spilling a stampede of ink's prisms in brilliant
 words infusing a Poet's thoughts.
Conveying creativity to provocative
 imaginations .

Implicitly complying to isolating reality
Creating new dimensions where
Clock's spilling time's perceptions living
the moment of now forever. 
Clockwise wisdom...

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“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (Spoken by Jesus) -John 8.12, NIV 
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      ...

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There are too many people walking around every single day 
And if you ask them who they are most don't know what to say 
You need to know who you are and how you came...

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I
Anchored on a sun filtered shore 
Upon rocks which lay the days of yore 
In swirling pristine aquas of alluring calm 
Let it serenade heal my bruised palm

To chronicle tales of my hearts longings 
And...

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Anyone can write…
 and drown in their self-delusions; 
 from persons into personifications
 lists of passions, glorify self's illusions; 
 down those lists, 
 most veiled by incomprehension
 one's passion is most often expressed
 as...

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Our friend Balgar having passed leaving Willow to take his place rests in peace. Willow struggled to find her way until she went to the summer Solstice there she met many other druids from whom...

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“I want to hold your hand and drift with you 
I want to grow with you in our journey, let the dust infuse itself into our beings over time
Until we become cumulus
And something bigger
Becoming rain...

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Pitching electioneering, albeit Democratic ticket...
as 2020 presidential election nearing
pleading joshing, and endearing...

The choice for commander in chief dum...
dum... dum... dum..
will winnow down, thus
political prognosticator pundits
no longer remain mum
between Donald John Trump,
whose second term win,
would find...

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He told us – I am the way, the truth, the life
I’m telling you that He is the One I adore
He is the balm for my soul, the presence who I know
Brings me peace, gentle...

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