Long Reflector Poems

I'm not good at moon guessing,
but God created many a blessing;
and the moon is just one of them.
I'm neither scholar nor theologian,
but I observed that God made the
heavenly bodies, making no mention
of gender. The words...

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GROGGY BEDHEAD NO COFFEE SHUT THE BLINDS .... PRESIDENTIAL NO GOOD CHOICES TELIVISION SIGNAL GLITCH SMEAR ART CAMPAIGN... LATE NIGHT REHEATED RERUN RETWEEKED RETWEETED MORNING NEWS?....
MORE RAIN TOO HOT BROKEN LEFT WINDSHIELD WIPER.... SAME OLD...

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"Papyrus, Lapis Lazuli and the Valley of the Kings - Part 2"

Rush...
the sound of the wind 
licks her ears, bites her neck, stings her lips
the deep heat caresses her hips 
brandishes, burns into her skin
travels...

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What do I mean
when I struggle to define my vocation
as a Climate Activist?

How am I anxious
and how might I more positively
anticipate?

An Activist,
hoping for resilient interrelationship
and resonant communication equity,
feedback and forth loops,
is, first, a listening contemplative,
Reflector,
Meditator,
EgoTherapeutic...

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God's first magic was light
And I from its dust rise
I sodden with liquid night
In water first saw my eyes

Not so it should have been
He was my mirror to behold
My image on his silent screen
While his...

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Fear and fear,
I'm surrounded by it,
Dark and deep,
Can't see a thing,
Its lurking around my soul,
Trying to get a grip.

An evil I can see,
From his shadow looking at me,
Yellow his eyes sparkle,
With lust and disgust.
I turn...

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What is the torture of the torcher 

Destined to carry light inside, blinded by the darkness outside 

Can the two exist in a world of infinite color … Where neither is as clear as the...

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Once upon a lightning strike
Children frightened from the storm 
Found an ancient jar intact but empty
On the forest floor before a cave
A rare, rose colored slice of history 
Hidden by thick leaves about the entrance...

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Pride is a motivator,  a stimulator of scarlet soul
an accelerator to the next glorious goal
generator of newcoming awakening
cultivator out cunning the unkind
cutting away all the doubts and flouts, leaving the babel and rabble behind,...

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Everytime I look at the mirror 
There are flaws on my skin which are clear 
All the dark spots on my skin 
Where people think it is a sin 
I think I had a beautiful...

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Sea Czar Caesar sees her seated on a cedar two-seater beside the East Sea Seder.  He grieves since he sees his sister, Esther Dexter, with her red festered blister, next her.  

Guinevere is...

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I don't know what exactly this contest is and what a list poem is. I just enter the contest for the fun of it.

Childhood

a)    Wished to hear stories from grand parents
b) ...

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IN PRAISE OF DIVINE LIBERATION

I once wallowed in apathy,
I once had bad feelings
Of being unworthy;
Struggling with failure:-
In anger, I once felt
God had abandoned me,
Until a keloid memory
Of a childhood lesson
In gracious spirituality,
Massaged my aching soul;
And...

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RAINMAN

What is art? Is a question, focus of much conjecture
And may be the subject of many an academic lecture
“If you has to ask, you ain’t got it” is a neat deflector
But “We know it when...

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Turn me on animator
I have nowhere else to go with these suit-cases 
Will you play one for us tonight
If we promise to forget the plate glass?
Will you pick the noise from the silence? 

The further...

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Deep inside my head enclosed in the deepest center core of my brain
     is a file so full and over feed for years has caused splitting migraines

    ...

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Day and night the smell of  hope
Day the free walking spirit yet night the sad incentive secret of sleeping
Night the wondering of evil yet smile because the moon is bright 
The reflector of day...

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Her name was Lisa and she was a blonde-haired girl, but her friends called her Starry because she was so into astronomy!  She built her own telescope 
at 12, an humble 6 inch reflector....

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Like the blind men and elephant     				                        ...

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I look in the mirror
but who do I see?
Before, I assumed
I was looking at me.
But over the years
certain changes took place
And now, when I look,
I see only a face.
It bears slight resemblance
to me as I...

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Staring in the cracked reflector
She feels a powerful sense
To make amends, to apologize
And to commit recompense

Struggling to find the words
And spew her apologies far
Her troubles are hardly over
There’s nothing to apologize for

They tell her and...

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Her name was Lisa and she was a blonde-haired girl, but her friends called her Starry because she was so into astronomy! She built her own telescope at 12, a humble 6 inch reflector. But...

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A man is a feeling of wanting to go home to
A real reflection of neighbour wood by actions
A free spirit to share life and never be afraid around 
A way of putting a smile and...

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I saw you morph to a butterfly.
An aristocrat of a lover's lie.
The innocence you doth carried,
For sorrow and carnage were married.

Eerie follies of moments never forgotten
And crescents of emotions left to be rotten.
Are you the...

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Staring in the cracked reflector
She feels a powerful sense
To make amends, to apologize
And to commit recompense

Struggling to find the words
And spew her apologies far
Her troubles are hardly over
There’s nothing to apologize for

They tell her and...

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