Short Synchronic Poems

Part of mine never knew the same
when the moon was calling your name
Providence and karmic doors
attractions intention force
Conducted theme of heart
to unite the whole from part
Sight of lovers
reflected silhouettes in colors
Synchronic imagination
invisible sphere inhabitation 
Footprints along soft shore
shared ocean sanctuary core
Stardust and fireflies
souls tanning in loving rays...

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I close my eyes,
and yet I see a flag draped casket,
And as if there, I hear the synchronic
report of rifles,
and the echo of taps that rides the
morning zephyrs.
Perhaps no image portrays the cost of
my freedom,
such as these mental souvenirs gathered
from each war.
They have allowed me, in thought,
to separate fallen heroes from body bags,
while forcing me to review
Another debt,
which also, I can never repay....

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