Short Tapping Into Poems
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Scents to bring the right attitude
Tapping into the inner fortitude
Dream lift out of the blue
Smoothing hurts wrinkles
Residue sprinkled
Pleasing every blockage untamed
Making way for good days
Boat rides from bikes eyes
Noting the event
From cloud nine
Lounging till the next find
Tapping into redemptions dream,
I put my smaller dream aside
And reveled in its greater power,
reclaiming truth from lies
So blessed in this light ablaze,
than by candlelight unknown
In thanks I kindle warm again
recharged—with heart aglow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)
Tapping into redemptions dream,
I put my smaller dream aside
And reveled in its greater power,
—reclaiming truth from lies
So blessed in this light ablaze,
than by candlelight unknown
In thanks I kindle warm again,
—recharged, with heart aglow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)
Paying the price for a thoughtful mind
Gets overwhelming at times
Leaving all the vital parts
Felling separate
Holding by a thread
Tapping into second wind
Pulling from endeavors bin
Taking time to mend
Agony thralled grin
Calling God all the way
That he performs
Faith stay
End still at steak
Sleepwalking through the day
there’s a heavy price to pay
Tapping into feelings within her
opportunity gone-a-glimmer
Friendships never formed
lives never transformed
Delicacies swallowed whole
unseen flight of the oriole
So many times our hearts feel dried and withered,
Sick from emotional pain and scars,
Yet, even in its drought,
We find ways to heal the wounded heart,
Through prayer, music and religious verses our neuroses
becomes more controlled,
eventually making us feel whole,
to love the flawed characters in our lives........
What if silence too is a script we conjure,
tapping into subconscious mind, befooling
ourselves, as we sidestep the truth of what is …
bemused by ego?
Trapped in swamps of dark desires, bound by beliefs,
how else can we exit this matrix unless
thoughts cease, that thus grace invoked, our soul’s eye sees …
noumena within?
Poetic secrecy,
can’t ever give it up;
Keep that inspiration
the small sip of the cup,
cover the addiction;
Poetic secrecy,
favorite pen’s hidden shade;
What you’re tapping into
when you ask for a trade
so you can continue;
Poetic secrecy,
just let them see the art;
No need to feel the wave
that made you fall apart
breaking the thoughts that slave.
As a creature of habit we begin
each endeavour tapping into our mind,
whilst oft neglected is our heart sanguine
gently urging us to choose pathways kind
free from feral ego’s demonic bind.
Ego wishes to seize and heart, connect,
Thus head-heart misaligned is soul's defect,
an aberration we may soon set right
if God's throb of love we choose to elect,
ushering deep peace bestowed by His light.
30-September-2022