Spring Psychological Poems

(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought,
Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes, a...

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Do you ever feel like
There is an emptiness inside you
An emptiness 
That drains the light out of everything?
A black hole

Life in grayscale
Colors faded
Flavors muted
Voices distant

except

One...

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I am not a prisoner; I am chained.
With these rusting iron chains, I am pained.
I see the butterflies flying around.
With absolutely no audible sound

I see...

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Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber,
But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. 

I sense a wince remind...

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Ageing retainer
losing hearing
and codependent consciousness
in this silent sacred season
snoring snowy wonder

A winterish hibernating memory,
Dreams of globally peaceful slumber
resolving GoldenRules 
engaging compassionately personal 
political powering plunder
and...

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Faint flame emergent from neurotransmitters.
The brain, a torch arranging patterns of awareness,
patterns of recall, encounters, adventures, and ordeals.
Covert consciousness realized in coma patients,
detected in vegetative...

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A Season for war
We rage in twilight…

At the edge of our reason.
Winter surges at the realm,
Summer comes to slay,
Spring tries to heal,
Fall loves the decay.

Black...

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the nights were filled with arguments
new jersey had a new prostitute
spring and true love, drunken moments
soon mutable to the crashing of objects
against the walls, the...

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I want to get my feet wet
I want to bury my hands for years
I never meant to see beyond 
I am bound to travel back...

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into the wilderness haunted by ghost-towns 
And ancient bloodstains 
and lost history of scars 
we wander the borderlands 
between the weakening dreams 
and cities a...

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Death-like phantom, pathos, so dusk dark, seems to be calling,
Though not dry, like autumn leaves, in dreams, I feel like falling;
Where do all these illusions,...

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Jars
Jagged remains 
jars of jagged broken glass 
youth swims into the past 
the end of spring 
the start of wages 
earned in the meager life...

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Tilting in the breeze 
branches sway to and fro 
to the rhythm under the world 
a delicate snow to autumn breeze 
rushing here, there 
breaking...

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Morning! Sunrise! Fresh happiness arrives!
With dawn and songs of birds existence thrives!
Music and hymns from holy shrines do gong!
Each plant, tree, flower, and fruit adds...

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A week winds down
  a tight spring unwound
Hours of non-stop motion
  fraught with emotion...

The sun's glare softens
  emerges a pale moon
The day...

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