Freedom Mystery Poems

The Mystery ship
I have read about things like people from March
with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies
If these people are among us, why aren't normal
like...

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Life is mysterious in in so many ways,
With twists and turns,
Unpredictable days.
Some good, some bad,
Some drive you insane!
No matter where you are, 
In a world...

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When that storm arrived,
the entire congregation 
in genuflection 
knelt before 
Her poetic prayers,
they saw themselves shining,
eventually, in Her reflection 

scandalously quiet 
like perculating thunder, 
their...

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Absolute truth, both mystery… and paradox. 
“You make me wonder if you exist or not?”

The Greeks glimpsed you in circles and squares,
The medievals revered you...

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Empty as a Halloween pumpkin
Flat as a punctured tire
I note myself on the screen
In a t-shirt with Messiah 
I almost said howdy mate
But next second...

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I am fascinated by a place where the sky meets the sea. 
The line of the horizon. Above it, seagulls, airplanes and the clouds 
are...

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"The Pure in Simplicity"

the love thieves
all in syncronicity
shoot silver kisses 

like bullets

penetrating
the pure 
in simplicity

pretenders 
sit at your table
feast on your losses

never your wins
now...
acrostics..

they swallow,
whole...

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blues and greens, gently trickle out of the day
night's henchmen, shadows gather on corners
demise looms in leaking squalor, exsanguinate
remorseless swelling of silhouettes, cardboard
cutout scenery until...

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Lord, lead me not into temptation
Away you, I'm not sure, teach me not 
This exercise in longing, I will forget
Your verse of homelessness, as your...

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Stop talking about revolution, revolution
It's not like winning the lottery, the ‘election’
When a real revolution is on the move
Nobody, nobody can stop it.

Stop, stop, quit,...

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Purgatorial Perceptions

By Mark D. Stucky
In the basement, I heard fluttering sounds
coming from inside the old chimney.
Cautiously opening the clean-out trap,
I came nose-to-beak with a panicked...

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What if mind over matter became reality?
This would reverse the polarity,
of mind and matter duality, and their relationship as lovers.
The mind would become the vessel...

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When I pulled open the bag laden with captives
Their eyes breathed a great sigh of relief
Pouring out of the bag like a plague
They scuttled off...

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Right foot snaps in place ushering a new perspective, 
tremor within the ankle. 
This electric energy drives up the knee, 
the unknown. 
Piercing eyes has...

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