Short Reawaken Poems

reflections reawaken images
     indelibly  silhouetted
       upon memory...

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EMBODY 

Recruit into the realm of spiritual liberty
Reawaken the knowledge there already 
Locked inside the triple helix
Hidden inside man’s genetics
The modified man

The name of the brand:
The accelerated humanity
On the pivotal brink of breakthrough or insanity...

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Within our hopes and dreams

Written By Dean Masciarelli

Wednesday, April 21, 2010



Within our hopes and dreams 

There is that one special person 

That is out there 

That can reawaken 

The passion from within 

But it just cant 
be with anyone 

Because it will take 

A very special person 

To reignite the flames of passion 

So that the desires of our hearts 

Can finally be complete and whole again...

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Sweetness whispered 
in my ear
T'ween soft lips 
a sigh escapes 
Building on passions 
so sincere
As your hands 
caress my shape

Just grab ahold of 
my attention
As your speaking 
to my soul
While exploring my 
many dimensions
Slowly make me 
lose self control

Reawaken my 
sleeping curiosity 
As I feed your 
insatiable appetite 
We both can have 
so much generosity 
Our deepest dreams 
we can delight...

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It has been beautiful, late August, full moon
a million crickets following
a million fireflies in June, 
a million May peepers. Immersed
in insect, amphibian cycles, I am a mammal, drugged, 
crossing the road, car approaching
fast, unnoticed.

I would choose to die in late summer.
Why? 
So that my wife would have autumn, intense, 
to grieve by, 
snowy bandages with which to bind the wound, 
and spring to reawaken into.
Summer to remember that she's loved....

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Starling heart so true
pure as the glistening ice waters that pour 
over the rocks of wild and down the willow limbs in the grave yard
we must reawaken my love
let go of the detritus
be done with the dark pain of our loss
the limbs of the pine bow deep beneath the weight of the snow
but today they do not break
only shelter the ground below
where in mystic swirling silence the small squirrel seeks cradle
....watches the snow flakes ebb and flow
and so 
and so 
we too must go...

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