Mystery Myth Poems

Some people love to speculate
And conversate about everything
Whatever they perceive it to be
Or believe it to be an F & A 
C & a T...

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It was if they were begging for destruction when
they tried to cage immortal souls
Silently stoking his internal fire only brought to the
surface his bitter cold
They...

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And there ...
I saw the unicorn, 
The sunlight beamed
Off her golden horn

She just stood there
By the edge of the brook,
Never startled ...
As I stopped to...

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Hiding behind the bushes
And closed closet doors, 
Lurking under your bed
On dark and dusty floors 

A shape in the shadows 
You know he is there,...

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       It requires magical thinking
       to put things in the right way
 ...

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("Depth Psychology Merit Badge, aka The Myth of Being", 2015, original oil)

The Myth of Yesterday

“Yesterday, today was tomorrow
and tomorrow, today will be yesterday”

So say the...

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He Lived: Excerpts from “Gilgamesh”
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I.
He who visited hell, his country’s foundation,
Was well-versed in mysteries’ unseemly dark places.
He deeply explored many...

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Refrain:

In these mountains, far from the sea,
Where hearts have heard the tales,
Screams a lady, she’s wild and free,
Her life bears in details.

Though we never named...

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There it is
The old kettle
Whispering on the hearth
In the winter it speaks to me
Of nights out on the moor

And as the wind
It whistles down the...

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Down I walk the reclusive path, darkness trailing around me
When I turn around I'm haunted still by the demons of my past
So heavy the chains...

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Clouds are silvery
Clouds are a mystery 
Mystery is mesmerizing 
Mystery is like smoke
Smoke is blurry 
Smoke creates paintings
Paintings inspire thoughtful minds
Paintings appeal to dreamy eyes
Eyes...

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A young warlock was sent to a kingdom to live with the court physician. The court physician was meant to guide him in the art...

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All the stars and their kingdoms use Christ’s name in error 
Muttering to themselves “Who is this quiet torchbearer?” 
“Where did he come from; what...

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As my iris heart
sleeps on an orchid pillow ~
fading memories
alive like alzheimer's blooms
swirl in magnolia zephyrs...


I'm a myth, reborn as rust, in life's twilight rendezvous,
laced...

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Maybe what I did will change her life, forever engraved into whom she becomes. 
For the worst or the best, I’ll never know unless she...

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