Introspection Muse Poems

addicted to a scent
we once granted consent
enmeshed us in confines of time
deadening sentience to our inner chime
self-blocking the influx of God’s grace
owing to mundane goals...

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he had an inkling
as to what the world was
as to what the universe was

which is why 
his sitting on the porch step
playing a beloved jews...

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Frost born muse—
Fingers paced, but of
Clouds gone by...
...

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"Bat Crazy 5"


Some say

she was batsh** crazy
life hits the windscreens 
in the labyrinth of life
that way

the foot remains pinned
to the metal, fast to the floor
full...

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This world is but thought and thoughts fade away ~
Eternal is God’s love, that’s here to stay...

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In the shadows, there’s a certain clarity,
A taste of downcast darkness,
A truthful distillation. 

In the shadows, there’s a granularity,
A note of deep resignation,  ...

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Muse
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Just an un-thought thought.
The least touch of a feather or
draught from
           the beating wing of...

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Books

Books line the shelves
in the living room,
the bookcase in the hall,
the cubbyholes in my desk.
They lie on the coffee table,
stacked on end tables,
and on bedside...

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When musings flow not, does it disconcert ~
If there’s no one here, then why does it hurt

14-March-2023...

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Comets taking a self guided tour
So many to drink in without a slur
Mystical and genuine, both are a plenty
Antares is a fundamental of my entity
The...

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we are here, in the physical
God is omnipresent
hence he too must be here
within our heart
which is why it beats
as our breath and blood
which is why...

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primal feral instincts 
involuntarily stir
catching us off guard 
yet here they are
vibrations unwelcome 
which so appear 
where grow their roots
which we nurture

01-January-2023...

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slow fire, temperature altered
discern the trigger point
does it not precipitate
moment to moment

why then stupor

30-November-2022...

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Hush the blush with a mindful eye,
lest the void reacts to heart's sigh;
blissfully let innocence gush,
with a mindful eye, hush the blush.

Waves that arise, let...

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Soul learning goes on,
until ego’s shorn,
desires negated
and fears sedated.

Since we're now alive,
it means desires thrive,
suppressed but not dead,
still by our heart fed.

Let's not self-appraise
pastures where...

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