Health Sad Love Poems

I tremble before you, my vying emotion
I thought I could be loved with complying emotion

My mirror used to love my sight
there is no more of...

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To figure you out holistically, 
I need to wade the waters cautiously
A snap of a band on my wrist 
Every time I think of this...

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Being the overthinker—how does that feel?
After reading this piece , perhaps you will see a different side of me.

Every little detail bothers me, 
 overanalyzing...

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Words like daggers
Straight through my heart
Shredding my soul
Tearing apart
My dreams, in whole
But saving a piece 

A tantalizing hope
Never within the reach
Of my calloused hands
Barricading me...

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Sometimes I'm thirsty,
sometimes just dry.

I can't say anything;
What would you say?

Sometimes  you grab my heart
Anytime you please

Beyond love's reality
When you're here
undiseased

It's never really clear,
This...

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I'm at the mall
waiting for my new lenses
to find their inside home
in my old outside frames,

Hopefully
not like new wine
in old 
opaque skins.

I try to engage
with...

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Feeling exhausted
by addiction to integrity.

But, prefer this sad loved addict
to being self-indicted
for lack of win/win integrity;
total investment 
in lose/lose nihilistic
fascistic disintegrity,
disintegration.

Addiction to dicked down
synergetic passion
seems...

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Touching Earth,
reaching sky.

I walk salt shores
where all Souls fly
over joy's ocean,
under sad bad lands
my faith in quests
we could understand

When to touch this Earth
to feel our...

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Even asleep the universe revolves
Inside my minds eye,
I see the pictures go by
Via allowing the process of mind
To take me into the present time.

Suns warmth...

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When my solitude 
silently stands in sunlight
radiating GoldenRule enlightenment
and rational empowerment
through windows dawning bright,

A sharp shadow line
vertically cuts across my bridge
and brow of smell and...

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X marks the spot
Where a young child had stood,
Enjoying his friends company as only
A young child could.

X marks the spot
Where the child laid dying,
Medics there...

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The High Night of the Dark Wind

Dancing fairies on the lake of ice, 
leaving no marks as they pass. 
The tiny birds, chase them...
not to...

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LOVE’S GRIEF

Dear LORD,
I am grieving
My innards quiver
Once words flowed
Now are silenced
Aged health changes
Seem cruel-
Dementia, aphasia
Memories, experiences leave;
Those who remain
Saddened-
Dear LORD,
Teach me
Help me to be strong
Show...

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She seems afraid to say too much
and not listen enough.

Perhaps fear of becoming misunderstood
and, worse, too quickly dismissed,
her moment,
even in this small-staged sanctuary,
unnoticed
under-nourished
unfed
unwatered.

She wants to...

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She is young
and proud
and crying with despair.

I want to give her a hug,
to share a mutual communion hug,
opposite of a hostile shrug
instead of caring with...

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