Meridians Poems - Poems about Meridians

...HOW CAN I PRETEND ? PART 1 How can I pretend when flutters across my chest only prickle as your thought arrives with doubt or hope What is hope anyway ? A flimsy wish built upon a mat......

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...Acupuncture A local acupuncturist could not conceive, Of why, about acupuncture, I did not believe. My first thought was, where do I begin? So I looked at her with a wide grin, And started a m......

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...Held in my hand a fallen leaf… let go before the season: should I not question the reason, even those of God? Or only the foul-play of man? Determined I traveled the veins, like a palm-reade......

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...With compass and sextant, paper and ink, Bungaree, Nanbaree, Matthew and George and a cat and a crew were at sea. They went sailing and sailing, around and around in Eighteen Hundred and Three. ......

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...Running man, the road is yours As fleet of foot you fly Across meridians of day The miles going by With no Achilles in your heel And glory in your eye Be long, your longest run The winding ......

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...Poetry is not the manipulation of lyrics, as the mechanic tunes to sound using ears – but, deeper yet, vital articulations, the spirit manifesting its vibrations (essence-forms) onto paper, fo......

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...WALKING WITH RUMI It’s a religious routine, his impious use of scripture and prayer calling on god for salvation and sustenance, purity of heart, perhaps a way better job, or some actual proof ......

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... I once had your love which sailed on the shores of sorrows, Broken hearts did shove the tears thru echoes of morrows… For it is only time, that I have to find you on Cupids arrows, It......

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...Press your eyes with The strength of the Index and the ring finger. What do you see? See the shifting orbs of luminescent aqua, Starry-eyed fireflies wafting in a majestic, arrested stas......

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...(The supernova observed from Earth in 1572 was a major event in human thought, because if stars could explode, then they couldn't be eternal lamps, hung out by God.) The cold stars glimmered ......

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...You are day and night to me— Much more, My before And yet to manifest Within You I circulate While beyond You Still more of You I seek to elevate— The vine of my spirit Reaching up, and the......

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...I scavenge for pressure points— Press between ruled lines My expressive probe, Looking for literal nerves, Meridians Defining the direction Of my poetry, The resistance and flow of its current......

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...I know I’ve made a thousand journeys, withstood the tests of time and foe shed the dust and shouldered worries struggled onward against the flow. Unconforming, seldom bending straight the path......

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...Joyfully chasing blue tail bunny rabbits through fields of dancing daisies.... Watercolour skies in lavender hues reflecting from, the marmalade moon Mystical monarch butterflies brushed amid g......

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...seven days a week... the intervals in between can shape twilight into scented ambrosia and turn noontime to boiled potion of tan, dusk smears the sky darkening bronze while an eve, a ......

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