Recurring Poems - Poems about Recurring

hark raven up above i know what you're thinking of i've seen you before perched up high you only stare every time in my nightmare i see you once more now a crafty knight does wield a blow which evades my shield you know what's in store blood is rushing darkness looms all that's left to see is gloom i am on all fours I clasp my hands in prayer and cry as you wait...

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Today again, I went to go teach, totally unprepared. And fearing the principal would come observe me had me so scared, I rambled through the room, floundering and fluttering. And then a student asked, "Mr J, why are you muttering? Do I sense maybe ~ you're just a little bit impaired?"...

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("Dreaming Gaia", 2020, original encaustic) A Recurring Dream Thirty plus years ago After a decade and half together My first love left me We kept in touch by mail But never met again Except in dreams Over the years in those dreams We slowly overcame the discomfort of our parting In some ways we courted again Reconnected, reconciled Rediscovered and recognized a fondness You could say love, that...

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Living one foot in the past Yes, okay, sometimes two Is not by choice When it’s a past that holds you By a tether To your core. Could it be any other way When you love With all your heart In youth In innocence In foolishness? (8/27/24) ...

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Some nights I dream of an empty home Nothing from how it was before has changed I know to expect monsters so I board up the windows and lock the doors I find a place to hide Though I have the tools to fight Every time I've tried more appear Then there's the anticipation A fear that I'll be found and devoured...

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Darkness cold and heavy Sweat droplets on my face Eyes darting back and forth South to north Up and down I frown I stand colliding with a wall My hands don’t work at all I fall Hold my knees to chest My breathe does the rest My anxiety creeps up Goes down just to buildup I’m...

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Darkness cold and heavy Sweat droplets on my face Eyes darting back and forth South to north Up and down I frown I stand colliding with a wall My hands don’t work at all I fall Hold my knees to chest My breathe does the rest My anxiety creeps up Goes down just to buildup I’m...

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It’s a recurring thought– Over and over again– echoing in my head, Bouncing back and forth, Reeling up and down like a Yo-yo, Like a boomerang that keeps coming back, Like a song stuck in your head, A thought that gnaws at your will to live, Like an army of termites devouring your soul making you hollow from within, Like the waves of the sea...

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Every wonder where they come from? I’m just glad that I still get some. Sometimes they’re pleasant and seem good, sometimes vague and misunderstood. At times they’re funny or bizarre, like riding on a shooting star. Often it seems they’re teaching me, past life lessons I didn’t see. Sometimes one seems like dejavu, in another time I was you. Then there was one, I wasn’t...

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Stranger She said he was her healer A hero of sorts Seldom did she realize Mesmerized mixed in girth She was lost and yet He was a moral compass Not found Is this non stranger Christ 1/28/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©...

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I'm phasing in a recurring monochrome dream, velvet whispers lead me to a sonorous stream, translucent visions fall as vibrating showers, retracing footsteps on trampled golden flowers. Fragrant lullabies guide me on bronze ferns, a flamboyant willow guards the deserted turns. ...

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He’d taught me to disbelieve ghostly things. Skinning and chopping superstitions, I cooked a poem. My thoughts grew under his eaves. Desolation dominates me after his funeral. A vague shape vanishes from my windowpane. A stray dog magnifies mystery, barking. Being his son, I say boldly this is an illusion. Can he rest in peace, when I’m restless? His smell mingled with an ointment, I...

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”You Can Become Dreamy In A Spa” (by Rainbow ?? Promise) Soft Erie-like musical strains - Guitars, flutes, banjos, violins Float in the Air with rhythmic flare. With rhythmic flare you lay bare, Soft lights, candle lit, flicker there, As Erie-like strains drone on. As Erie-like strains drone on Facial being done, masques run Dripping, nostrils squeezing, squeeze. Nostrils squeezed, can you breathe? Hot...

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I had a recurring dream It visited me now and again An elderly lady riding in style In the backseat of a car She caught my eye And held my gaze Locked without words An expressionless glare Familiar eyes yet not a nod I can’t say how many nights I dreamt this dream It was almost haunting Significant by its...

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(form 5-7-5 kawanagi) imaginary overenthusiastic hippopotamus posted on March 12, 2018...

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