Metaphor Muse Poems

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"Walking in The Sky"



When you caught me up in your Blue Sky
I considered madness IS preferrable in some circumstances;


I walked towards you in the astral...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber...

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shaken, not stirred, said James Bond
a dialogue of which we’re fond
for it adds a hue unnamed
to inner spirit untamed...

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Placed Second in :
Sanctuary, Soft, Stir, Surreal Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France

"Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.” Rumi


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Weaving Work I

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A belle, ethereal and calm,
Was cursed with eternal tears.
Her grace was destined to decay, 
were that which caused her tears revealed.

Her face, a sparkling mess...

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Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia...

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My muse
Am I just another experience to you?
My beloved beauty, of divine grace
My soul, my heart, my mind, everything
All yours
You were everything to me
My waking...

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“When I am silent, I fall into the place where everything is music.”
Rumi

If life was a song,
what would be your refrain?

When instruments of fate performed
in...

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The came to me
Again – last night
Those poems that I
Shall never write
They torment me
In light of day
Dance through my head
But never stay
Capture me
In deepest REM
Know...

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Reflected in the waters of yesterday,
Considering all that has come and gone,
Affections for those who won’t betray…
Whisper through me like a heavy yawn.

Together with the...

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"Something Else"

Just ‘cause I like the song
doesn’t mean I love you
stalking so doesn’t become you

I know I’m considered a shrew
but that’s a mouse and I...

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"Seeds of Reformation"

It has already begun
the swift elevation 
of metaphor, self revelation
echoes the transition
of other heralds

their grand symphony
of change singing 
like archangels calling 
in the...

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The silent sanctity of sleep 
Could be to effectively retrieve 
Remnants of our repressed revenant 
Linking the missing pieces 
Between the annals of folklore and...

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