Long Relighting Poems

The brightly warm golden glow
 from the a flamed small ebony
 wick of a beige wax candle
 Flickers aimlessly as the base is undauntedly uplifted by its wood
 carved handle...

As I try to steadily transport...

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Oh now sad frog located on the sandy beach
Emotions raging around the body as an Icelandic volcano
burning holds in a vice grips deeply 
Stranded in the cemetery of broken hearts
It is as if parts of...

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Oh now sad frog located on the sandy beach
Emotions raging around the body as an Icelandic volcano
burning holds in a vice grips deeply 
Stranded in the cemetery of broken hearts
It is as if parts of...

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A beautiful fairy lays in a
field, reading a book by candlelight.

Several varieties of colored
flowers sways back and forth in a
summer eve’s breeze.

Seen in view is a wide amazing
waterfall, with different forms
of rocks. The flow of...

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The embrace scratches my soul
She is holding on for dear life
My bruised ego pushes her off
The hurt is swallowed like a pill

Them lies did us in eventually
The bloodied vision my fate
The rain beating us so...

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Sifting through the ashes,

Hoping I will find,

The part of me, I left behind.

Amidst the scorched corners of my mind,

Embers of my memories shine.

Ancestors of the Divine,

Wandering endlessly,

Existing for centuries.

A revealing history,

Shrouded in mystery,

Hiding the truth,

Embrace...

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Lighting Tomorrow

Memory’s
lantern
near empty
unfilled

Each night
in the darkness
to flicker 
until

Your eye
without warning
a flash
unexplained

Forever
relighting
and fanning
— the flame

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)


Shamal Winds

Lost
in the deepest
recesses of myself
And happier
than I have
any right to be
The hidden
regions
my newfound oasis
A Bedouin
convert
— home among the sands

(The...

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I lost so many days,
Trudging through that battle field,
Struggling under the weight of armour,
Tired of putting up my shield.

Precious time lost stuck in turmoil,
Always at war with my mind,
Looking for a way to take control,
Seeking...

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THe House of seven gables and Wuthering Heights,
the places where you spend 
all your days and your nights
looking for Heathcliff
out on the moor
through the dark heather ,you search evermore
a thick ray of darkness
covers your face
I...

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So easily we slipped,
falling into familiar patters and dances.
You took my hand, 
asking to lead me.
I pulled away,
my mind still cluttered,
with things I never deserved.

How could you ask these things of me?
These little things,
trust and...

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Winds return what we had spoken
Planting life where things were broken
Forgotten truths and long-lost questions
Winds returning, we’ve awoken

Waters gather every wisdom
Its rhythm whispers past decisions
Regret becomes a passive memory
As water reflects one true vision

Earth surrounds...

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Relighting Wet Wood
(Remembering Mister B.)
By: Miracle Man
August 23, 2020

 Anger’s fumes influenced his steps,
and his thoughts were poisoned by the residue of daily events.
Too much of his life, was spent trying to rekindle a campfire,...

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