Introspection Narrative Poems

I've spent a great deal of time riding alone this last week. Many of the roads we have been on do not have a shoulder...

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It has been sitting there for seventy long years, and nobody knew that it was there, it is just a simple tree erected in the...

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The heart bled into being,
Of an ordinary king;
'Twas the feelings for his queen,
Whom he loved most:
More than anything;

His love grew into a space,
That he rather...

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he followed my lead
obedient fool
an army of one

agreed
he is made up of many
made up of few

all within me
a need


...

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I can sit alone with minutes
and minutes into hours
stacking them like bricks
and making many towers
so as I sit in towers
and thought’s a mighty wall
there’s depth...

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I shaved my head
and wore a robe
the mountain pass
I found at last
grew thin alas
but fat I got
on nature's lot
her sounds were not
my thoughtless strobe
though I...

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("Heaven and Earth", 2024, original encaustic)

Planting a Seed

Sitting quietly
I find a seed within my heart
and entering into it plant something 
unnamable which was there all...

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("Night Sky Serpent", 2013, original pen and ink)

Sitting With The Wood Dragon

For over forty-five years 
I’ve been meditating on and off, 
Some times a lot,...

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("Mind's Eye", 2017, original encaustic)

Nature of Mind

This state, not the external one
Of time and place, but the natural state 
That knows no in or out,...

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January’s trees,
unborn in freeze,
bare their branches,
ignore cold advances.
By the herald of spring,
my spirit shall learn to sing,
of cherry blossoms in bloom,
confetti I spiked with perfume.
Bridal...

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This is the only place where I can go when my heart burns and spirit muse in the desert and when the water is dried...

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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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Here lies Anna, 
lost without her mate,
he's promised to another,
an honour,
trapped within his fate.

Savage, this hand,
dealt in arcane amour,
her affection cannot placate, 
nor dictate,
that which...

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Man o' mine, bravest o’ sailors,
singing sea shanties with death,
he wades through icy glaciers,
o’ the frostiest breath.

Cling to vein and steady this vessel,
doldrum this destine...

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Dear ‘Prudence’
would have been my fate 
after the song
if he had his way
luckily that night in June
not a moment too late
nineteen eighty-six
my mother crowned me...

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