Introspection Longing Poems

like opposite shoe sides, tightly secured together
meeting each other’s needful strides, two different species 
making sure-footed, secure bow-ties – though truth seldom in
mating’s many polished,...

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If the LORD is my Lamb
I'll shepherd Him back

To a world that has lost Him from their sight
as we've often sunbathed and sailed without giving...

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The wick aflame on dust whirls
About the trying brilliance of the room—
Eyes burned eyes on hidden places, firesome

Throughout the glass rocked in wax—  ...

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Have I not yet awoke,
since last I wandered bare, 
in fields of bergamot and smoke,
and spring morning’s air,
blows a little more brilliant,
holding her prayer,
in my...

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Clothes hang prickly and wild—
The kind diamond smell of her
Spreads in a blocked out sky's room,
Faint earth in bursting skeleton bones.

The kind diamond smell of...

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Birds scrubbing the winter's time,
Traded in the cold for so long,
As the first rhythm of spring makes the rain—
They sing in as they drop ostracizing...

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"Turning circles around your heart"~
Dance off-feet and head pulled by tides,
Far still my rippling face's sight—
And overwhelming motions spread

I yearn to crash on your bosom—
"Turning...

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What is there to hold onto if you don’t even know your Self? 
There’s nothing worse than a hardened heart that yearns to crack and...

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Oh, for Summer days of youth
                   ...

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Between ice and sun, frost swathe—
By the last green floor of life;
One white blush— bride's cheeks bathe.

From the phantasm spinning gossamer fire
This stillness after my...

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Snow's mysteries withheld in a caress cloud sky— 
For only she knows her swirling mimes fear melt;
Mercury rigid, cold— night child feels no breath;
Surely there's...

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She comes to me before dawn,
in that time between sleep and wake.
She has no name or face,
but the body of a goddess.
Breasts of perfect size...

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On specific night, the moon shows part a story
With sliced light's slant on key rock,
By at odd interests' solarity—

The cold rock fires back
Through lumped scars...

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Empathize,
And part with the clouds;
Light's story.
...

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The unconscious glitter in branches draws out
The partial moon after dark;
She comes to grips on its side—
Her other night, inspired.

The partial moon after dark—
Staring at...

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