Introspection Senses Poems

I need not travel far
to sense God’s nearness --  
the trill of His many
lyrical voices – Surely
the oriole knows same
intimacy; as does every
petal on...

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Light seems brightest when seen in the darkest dark.
Yet darkness can be all but eliminated by the brightness of light.
When in a balanced contrast, each...

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Spring, lifeless in palm
Rendered inarticulate
By winter held hard
~the~
Erroneous truth
Breath of light traces the mind
Opens eye upward
~wayward~
Icon, tomb of flesh
Buries the heart, withers love 
Weeping silence...

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a hush swept over us
     like a draft sliding under an old door
slowly it made its presence known
   ...

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Should a man dare to look within?
Search secret places of hidden sin?
The lack of which could be exhilarating,
But those long loss, debilitating.

Even those revealed can...

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Only going around the moon,
where to the eclipse I feed homage
to keep my heart in my fingers;
there pallor in the empiricism of
burning conscience lifts

to look...

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So often, I contemplate
                  The extraordinary consequence of...

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Blow
for now
your heat on
rippling leaves;
unjaded, they don't drop... the pressure snarls 

in veins on leafy cheek's different masks
(too many airs)
color shy—
fallen
raked...

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From deep melancholy
I can see things are still moving.
Droning buildings, persons and some
pales of persons (inside), animal airs,
and walking phantasms yearning 
to be beautiful.

It all...

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Rebuilding bipartisan explorations,
at least two-sided appositions,
like generously inclusive
and conservatively exclusive
worldviews of MotherEarth

Sacred polytheistic strains
and peak experiences felt
through love of life 
resilient win/win relationships
weightless

Freeing secular monopolistic...

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There is the rose I suppose 
This is the kind I can find
With its prose as it poses
Aah ma cherie cherie
We keep these healthy roses
Ma...

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Our words they mingled, in space and time.
Dancing blank pages, between blank lines.
The thoughts we had, not shared out loud.
The sounds of words, our thoughts...

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*Image of A Fallen Smirk by DG.

Brace For Impact

Pillar of society, creme de la creme, important person,
   one to be reckoned by indeed.
One...

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At the back of my palate
Near the top of my throat
Lies a region as holy
As the blood of a goat

Now feeling numb
Insensitive to scent
I wonder...

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