Long Unattached Poems

Her insecurity would not let her see,
I wanted her!
I thought she knew, my heart was opened.
I should've asked.

She walked on a thread, fourteen stories high
to cross from her building to mine.

The devil at her side,...

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My favorite radio show
is Wait...Wait, Don't Tell Me!
on NPR near you.

But, it has bothered me,
over the years,
a snagging voice in sign-off background,
threatening the host will see me again next week,
as if that was the answer...

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Standing in succession with the winds 
There is a lightness in the air of the lush greens. 
Different shades change the scene yet not the mood. 
They dance side to side in a calming waltz....

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The church all speckled with red and white
Billowy white bows affixed to the end of pews
Red roses in vases & all other possible places
A silver lace runner leads the way to impending 'I dos'

As far...

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Pure awareness 
Unattached to form
Just IS
As it IS
Complete
But since the awareness wishes
Choicelessly wishes
To engage in movement
It does
Creating matter
And energising it
With a part of itself
Without reducing itself
Or being affected by matter
Though in it, with it
And so
Matter...

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Friendship in a Covid world. (C) Arthur Abrahamson January 2021 

My Facebook friends photo stares back at me from the blue tinted screen

A 13 -year-old photograph, the hint of a smile, looking cool looking ...

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With darkness scintillating in my soul,
And the seven of wands in my hold,
I take up the challenge upfront,
Paper planes ready to fold.

The sea washed away my sandcastles,
But isn’t history made of the remains?
Lies may plunge...

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3.07
“Strange that knowing lust
as an enemy of knowledge,
one so weak and nearing death 
should still crave sensual pleasure”

3.13
“Why should a person of steady mind, 
who sees the nothingness of objects, 
prefer one thing to another?”

3.14
“He...

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The Barretts of Wimpole Street

Imagine you’re a woman, with a mind
as trained, acute and fertile as exists.
Imagine that your erudite, refined
creations top each year’s best-seller lists.

You write in English, French and Portuguese.
Translating ancient classics from...

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Imagine you’re a woman, with a mind
as trained, acute and fertile as exists.
Imagine that your erudite, refined
creations top each year’s best-seller lists.

You write in English, French and Portuguese.
Translating ancient classics from the Greek,
(for you, no...

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With heavy eyes and a hallowed heart,
A young man crows at the ivory moon.
Like a skipping record scarred by strife,
He tightens and loosens an angry fist, 
Focused on the faint outline
Still etched upon his left,...

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i always knew i wouldn’t die in a car accident.

over, and over in my mind i pictured


	the breath-gulping jolt, the heart-stopping shudder
the weak, gasping, clawing for control
inside the dark blackness

glass raining down on the innocent...

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Banish listening, and teachings end.
     Between "Yes!" and "No!"
     How much spectral difference is there?
Between healthy "live" and "evil"
     Is the difference not...

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The human being…
Who is worthy to bestow this title or its meaning…?
Mortal beginners naming us damned sinners…
Begotten is this son; created in the image, the human being the Holy Grail…
Inquisitions; manipulations cloaking divine knowing with...

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This life

In the dark alley of time 
My life stumbles in blunder pitfalls   
Uncertain future casts shadow of despair 
Plunges my essence in darkness of torment.

I search for the divine route of escape
Carved...

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Slender saplings sprout from sub-soil abode slowly
Tremble gently in the wake of the embracing breeze
Proliferating branches flutter like verdant wings wily
The forest flaunts the treasure of the towering trees.

Nascent leaves look up with promise to...

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Hip hip hurray it’s our Christmas soirée
With Georgia and Mark and Hugh and Ray
This is the only time we meet
To kiss and hug and meet and greet

There’s Sam and Maureen and Fred and Doreen
And not...

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On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone...

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Lifes A Joke...

And Everyones Laughing...

While Crying Inside....

I Wake Up To Complaints...

Of Me Being To Close..

I Arrive At Work...

Only To Be Asked For Money...

I'm Simply A Systematic Puppet...

Either To This Female I Love...

Or To Those Who...

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And, as I began to play the tune, the power of the words from my song, “There is Healing in His Hands”, miracles began to happen all over the sanctuary and so I just continued...

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your confusing me
why does this have to be so 
complicated

your breaking me 
with every smile that brings me
close...i thought it brought me closer
to your core

now i see that it is possibly
just a sweet lie

as you...

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?
Flames or ice. 
Hellfire or holy water. 
Sacrilegious or sacrifice,
Depends on the alter.
I saw it all in black and white 
Until I no longer felt sad or happy
No longer just wrong or just right 
All...

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At times, the feel of the sun on my whole body is delicious
How warm, how comforting, how addicting
Of the sun's rays I shall never have enough
Why, amidst life's harsh darting arrows
The warmth of the sun...

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The Rooster

He strutted ‘cross the barnyard tall and proud,
away from all the bustle of the crowd;
the other roosters in the yard felt cowed,
to him they meekly stepped aside and bowed.

Rhode Island Red to others he...

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I moved away after high school at the age of 17. 
I returned to visit several times and actually, after 7
years, returned with my newly formed family for a 4-year stay.

Moreover, I now feel bad...

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