Permeation Poems - Poems about Permeation

...our forehead glistens pulsating with bliss soul core tightens the grid comes alive pursed lips too tingle assimilating the offering reverberating without end there is no meaning assigned t......Read the rest...

... I carefully searched in all my closets for something I held precious I could give to you. I pulled out everything I possessed but nothing I found would do. I proceeded from the basement to th......Read the rest...

...Several weeks ago, I passed a church that had a special sign. There was nothing said about......Read the rest...

...for me ... I stretch a coursing arm ... my fleshy tendril of electric actuality, spanning fingers wide to encompass my full and fiercely sensual quarry ... I touch t......Read the rest...

...The psychology of the sun is strange... The violinist's taupe strapped sandals, color of beach sand, burning, slap tiles with embedded grime, like the charred plaster walls of a Syrerian ......Read the rest...

...Look high to the hills to see peaks of icy water laden tops Water is flowing downwards into winding streams The permeation of ponds, lakes, rivers and the mighty seas Thus a supply-chain like feed......Read the rest...

...Control me, console me, bestow and bless with your power and beauty Possess me, caress my senses with exotic intoxicating perfumes Cast spells with your existence and immeasurable intricacies Elab......Read the rest...

...Love cannot be manufactured in the grit and grunt factory MAKE IT HAPPEN mentality Is lame Love is a blinding light reality Perhaps more like a gentle awakening A growing awareness of a fragr......Read the rest...

...I woke up this morning A stormy pattern of thoughts My pillow wet from tears Feelings of isolation Lack of love Family desertion I woke up this morning Alone with my thoughts Leaning over as I walked......Read the rest...

...No Homecoming Memory flows like the wind through chimes Of a love so sweet only a fool would not know To remember forever the passing of a sublime Giving of a love so timeless, so bold Perhaps etch......Read the rest...

...Grandfather’s Church A visit to an old church in Ireland, Built by dirty hands, their will never tiring Green lightly stroked, God’s fingers the wind My eyes, refracted light perhaps distort ......Read the rest...

...Penetrativity –assimilation- is a measure of how an individual accepts-receives information-data. The rate at which information is being taken in-received through the process of permeation for the ......Read the rest...