Short Reverses Poems

A
Boy
Can
Dance
Effortlessly,
Free,
Gain
His
Inspiration
Just
Kissing.

Love
Mocked!

No
Other
Predicament
Quite
Reverses
Sensation
To
Utter
Vengence,
Withering
Xyloid,
Youthful
Zeal.

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Xyloid: characteristics of wood, woody...

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Nature is law
The only thing that flows an endless river
Like Time, 
It ceases for no one
It never stops, reverses
I've heard some masters can bend it, but it can never be truly destroyed 
We are a small part of it
So it does flow within us 
We are given what we are given with it...

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Mutual grief and joy to I
Euphoria reverses to dysphoria
Lessons learnt warmly
Action speaks louder than word
No regret with bitter aftertaste
Colour varied, bright against dull
Hope invites its beautiful face
Owning emotion rare and true
Looking ahead, lighter walk in step
Young at heart, never give up....

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Presence Only

This is the 
Starting point for all
Healthful considering..
This Oneness assumed
Will find clarity
In all following thoughts
And perceptions..
Of course~~
This reverses 
What we call our normal
Way of rising and going..
But the Freedom it brings
Gifts a silent rest
In Gratitude...

Happy Thanksgiving...!...

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When suspect confronted with, pose
a pattern DARVO; he/she shows
innocence special tricks they choose.
DARVO - Deny, Attack, Reverse
Victim and Offender; it's worse.
They deny the whole act loudly.
Then attack accuser badly
and reverses the roles gladly.
Try to show self in victim role;
real victim to be blamed whole.
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The land withdrew into white

Black brittle bone limbs and branches

Scrape at a sagging blue gray underbelly of sky

A northern world descends in to itself

Dreams slow to a dead stop

Then everything reverses

As it has as far as can be remembered
  
Submerged slipping inward close

Below an ice frost skin

My lips trace the curves of your eyelids
 
In the ground covered in snow....

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So still, she holds herself. No sound,
hanging there as if suspended;
reverses back and darts around,
back then to the flower intended.

Tiny fizzing wings scarcely seen,
folded now, she alights to taste
the nectar there, such sweet cuisine,
then off above the bloom she's graced.

Thank you my pollinator friend
for laying larvae to devour
those aphids. May they meet their end
and so allow the plants to flower....

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It's like I’m looking at myself in the third person
Unable to live
Unable to talk
A zombie walking around
Trying to live like I used to
Trying to pretend that I’m fine
But a war zone commentates my brain
I smile and the whole deepens inside my heart
Like a hurricane twirling 
I can’t even focus
Or remember things
Part of me went with you
And my mind can’t understand
I’m trying but each day reverses
And it makes less sense
A time loop...

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HEADY MINDS

Our minds project and name:
this realization is rumbling
underneath our shadows and struggle..
Is it not amazing
that externals are projections
awaiting..but not long.. for their names
eagerly provided by heady minds..
This realization reverses
our notions..those heady beliefs
of separation as wisely undeniable..
Although the rumbling often seems 
fleeting and faint
not reportable in shadowy newsdays
real Happiness is found seeping in......

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The mirror doesn’t lie
Perhaps indents, reverses,
Contains
That which we hide
For it has no soul
No desire to know us.

It cares not
About your heartache
Or joy
Feels not your tears
Hears not your curses.

It remains neutral
Undecided
Uninvested
It knows no loneliness
When you are not there.

It will never tell you
That hair cut is awful
Nor ask
Why are you crying.

To it
You are but a reflection
Gazing into itself
Wondering
Which is real.
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Let me not to the married of true minds
Alter what thou love may seem to peace
As rivered lips at dawn
Shall it be less sharp as horns

Let me not shall I command
Be as thorns as it sunk
For midget goes from toes
Its all a dream to chase

Be it of fear
Shall it move like gear
Its electricity love adhere
Is all it has to cheer

Let me not to the love of one heart
Be the judge as it roams around
Raging with fire and excitement
Shall its joy, that no stone reverses...

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The ceiling fan spins ‘round and ‘round
Distributing the air
To spread a little breeze to those
Who might be sitting there.

It does its job and I do mine – 
To sit beneath its blades
While hoping that the building heat
Reverses course and fades.

The weatherman’s predicting
That the weekend will be worse
As the gathering humidity
Will zap us like a curse.

If it does, the fan won’t help us
But will trick us to believe
That its whirring has the power
Only Nature can relieve....

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