January Senses Poems

In endless dark tunnel, 
winding incisive anguish
delves deep tireless through 
insensate sensual strata. 

Visual surface of being sheared 
to shards by excruciating trauma, 
sinks to...

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pie
delightful, delectable
appealing, appetizing, appeasing
sweetness, sugariness, acidity, acerbity
retching, regorging, regurgitating
brackish, brinish
fly

NB: This is purely my own reaction to eating flies. I understand it’s quite the delicacy...

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in the silence of the loneliest of nights
will ever so gently the moon caress my skin
and tingle stir to life the dreams that sleep

your voice...

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Music has a special taste
feelings lost in sound
Touching heard across the room 
vision by the pound

References left unto themselves
choir boys in tune
Trading what they never...

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A pebble picked up,
fondled in my palm,
tossed, caught.
An object for
fondness, affection.
A smooth, solid thing,
though it had waited
for my tender touch.
The. Beginning.

(January 2022)...

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*Image of Burst of Bloom by Wildflowers.

Alliterations Advent

Paint the pastures with pink Petunias,
Morning Glories magnify the meadow,
Wondrous wanderers wield Wisterias,
Paint the pastures with pink Petunias,
Hugging...

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Cappuccino, dopamine kick
If made right, our face bright
Coffee beans many, we may pick
To our palate’s delight

Aroma that uplifts
Within our being drifts
Let’s partake of life’s gifts

Joy...

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At surf breaking, plot emotion
In play of innocence 
Make void centric meditation 
Blissful luminescence 

Joy continuum thus
Without making a fuss
We go where God takes us

Simply...

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the very moment
we feel a ripple
know duality
is at play

aliveness
on earth plane
in this mind body
felt as vibration within

if we be free of blockage 
that that arises...

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Play of delight, in each touch sensory
Imbibed in slow motion, sedentary 
Caring mindfulness grasps it byte by byte
Merging to feel in fullness, lows and heights
In...

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Photographs are memories of life developed in dark rooms of reflection

        Exposure and fixation for a moment and...

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Do our actions create
the reality we see

Do our eyes and our will
fashion what we believe

Is the dimension we look at,
the one we take in

Do our...

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My brain is wired a little different than most..
I have a condition that allows me to be free.
I can float around and see things like...

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MY 37TH ANNIVERSARY

After years of inebriation
My life was just a mirage
My friends had lost all favor
Communication was all nonverbal

The smiles were no longer dulcet
My diligence...

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RECALL THE PERSON I USED TO BE

Like a yo-yo, I am  day by day
Mood sings: swing and sway
lifelong webbed in faceless hell
I even others...

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