epiphanies dawn
...magnetised palms and tingling feet
collaborate with our third eye
moon and the sun bring forth cool heat
toroidal heart lets out a sigh
our breath outpost, tip of the nose
signals readiness fo...
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Categories:
outpost, spiritual,
Form: Quatrain
The prismatic self
...“let’s ink the void with soul’s emote ~
at peace within in God’s bliss boat”
~ quote by poet
In heaven’s womb, during deep sleep,
soul poised for a consciousness leap,
s...
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Categories:
outpost, how i feel, muse,
Form: Rubaiyat
cracking the code
...password to open the heart forgotten
we wandered earth like a deluded ghost
then one day we became a child again
meaning innocence was then soul’s outpost
cleansed of stain, we broke free from e...
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Categories:
outpost, innocence, light, love, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Zen mode
...toroidal heart expands
immanent and transcendent
we shine as living light
making ego decadent
as an outpost in this realm
we play our ordained role
vibrance is our nature
transmitting love ...
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Categories:
outpost, love, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Thanksgiving Now
...This planet is the farthest flung outpost,
of what?
We know we are the verge,
the utter outer rim of everything else,
yet direction and point of aim
around the edge of th...
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Categories:
outpost, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Zen mode
...as form becomes an outpost of God’s light
and bliss pulsations resound with delight
both the subject and object disappear
when the golden glow of His heart draws near...
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Categories:
outpost, spiritual,
Form: Quatrain
Zen Mode
...mind investigates
singularity
employing thoughts
dualistic
thinking is an addiction
an impatient soliloquy
in which we indulge
then there is silence
wherein ego disappears
making room ...
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Categories:
outpost, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
A Journey To Zenith
...Written: June 25, 2023
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We evolved toward the Zenith Ringers.
While no daylight is expected, I am thrilled.
With Bana...
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Categories:
outpost, analogy, anger, bereavement, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Son Say Goodnight To Grandpa
...“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa”
Spurred by mother dearest
as well as other politesse
drummed into her second born
fobbing blandishments as incentive
tumbled off fingers of prodigal son
tr...
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Categories:
outpost, 12th grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Poems For Poets V
...PROFESSOR POETS
These are poems about professor poets and other “intellectuals” who miss the main point of poetry, which is to connect with readers via pleasing sounds and the communication of emo...
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Categories:
outpost, poems, poetry, poets,
Form: Rhyme
Radio Silence
...Out here in the outpost
I guard the borderland
“Over and out” – I lose the call
And you are out again
This is my shout out
From the hinterland
“Roger, Roger” at my post
But you are – out – a...
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Categories:
outpost, loneliness, silence, wind, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Tarahumara
...Hunted for their scalps
they had to run long distances
forever retreating
into to the heated lung
of copper canyon
(the last outpost of heaven).
Today they mind their own
sowing charred fiel...
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Categories:
outpost, poverty,
Form: Free verse
The Limerick, Pennsylvania Nuclear Power Plant Siren Wailed
...The Limerick, Pennsylvania Nuclear power plant siren wailed
yesterday at 1400 hours December the fourth
and probably broadcast further
east, west, south and north.
That shrill ear-piercing
e...
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Categories:
outpost, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
A Hole In the Wall
...A rat-a-tat-tat is the woodpecker’s boast.
The walls of man’s home - where the bird has outpost.
The barrel of eye
does aim at the sky.
A rat-a-tat-tat and the woodpecker’s toast.
10/30/2022...
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Categories:
outpost, angst, bird,
Form: Limerick
Part 2: As English As Sausage, Egg, Chips and Peas
...Then the guns roared!! and it was hard to distinguish the
Hush from the roaring; the two seemed almost
Indistinguishable.
Was it the roaring, I wondered, or was it the hush that was
The more ...
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Categories:
outpost, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
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