Baptism Muse Poems

The seventh kingdom sings that he was a drop of gold 
Who fell from the sky of golden sunlight to earth so cold 
Dragons brought...

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“Ten Years, Somewhere in their Lost Neighbourhood”

Of course,
he said, like a god,
there is no course,
one must simply go with the flow
the penumbra stands waivering its...

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"Crocodili" 


I swim in your holy water
basic rules for survival
shed the skin 

like a baptism
immersed in saltwater
the lower vibration

lifted 
removed 
from that prehistoric place

the dermabrasian...

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"Triple Helix from the Hip"

Triple helix
stanzas 
strung together

like pearls 
wisdom worn 
and swallowed

like a pill
sweet and 
bitter

they evolve
those others
from their bad dreams

like poetry 

cradling their...

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"The Liberation" 

When your home
is torn out from underneath you,
like a rug or a tablecloth,
nothing of value is left standing
on the surface, except silence.

life implodes...

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Bongo taut resonance
Cornerless bellydance 
Schedule of edges set adrift
Lured by translucent twirled wrists

Shimmer and shadow juxtaposition 
Ripple wavered rhythm without repetition 
Syrup never cool, pool...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Live your life as if you know
Always giving… from your heart
All you have, all you are, everything
Give it all as if you’re gaining more
With every...

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The letter of law condemned,
Let the Word enfleshed bring redemption,
My guide and I could now see,
Dancing curtains of luminescence,
As we started our ascent,
Climbing from perdition...

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In Taoism
as I have experienced it so far
embracing ancient nature/spirit wisdom
of Yang strong gospel anthems,
ecologically singing in all four seasons of color,
theologically dancing,
psychologically balancing,
biologically dominant...

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WINTER

We all have heard The Greatest Creation Story Ever Told,
and it is
as title so boldly baldy states.

Yet, within and without,
before yet also after,
this History of...

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Then that was it.

The days that lit up and went out to ash,
The mourning of the self whose throat I had slashed.

Like carbon resurrects,
Living and...

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