Unlabeled Poems - Poems about Unlabeled

...“As God’s spark ensouling organic form, I am that presence which cannot be named, felt within as a magnetic bliss storm, divine pulsation that cannot be tamed, gentled by His touch, w......

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...To use one word to describe one so beautiful and wise seems an impossible task, but why not try. Gorgeous? Delicate? Ethereal? No, they sound too focused on the physical. Bright? Witty? Smart......

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...If nothing else, I do amuse myself; I chuckle, thinking where this all will end - all my possessions, lined up on the shelf, with which, one day, my children will contend. Five years ago, my mo......

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...Perusing some recently mindless & unlabeled shelfed works (my recently ancient poems), benumbed fingers pluck jumbled words; musings that had much meaning once but now seem more like the random ......

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...I wake in a memoryless room unlabeled and unanchored, a floating proprioception unhinged from time and place. The bathroom has moved beyond the present it is where it was once maybe. This roo......

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...I wake in a memoryless room unlabeled and unanchored, a floating proprioception unhinged from time and place. The bathroom has moved beyond the present it is where it was once maybe yet where i......

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...Naked to Nurture. Naked, to Nurture. Why not naked into woods? We yank up gumboots. Enshroud our piggies in wicking and itching sockbags. Hoping to holdfast against the forfeiture o......

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...Medicine and sickness satisfy each other. MotherEarth is medicine. Where do you find yourself? Zen Master Yunmen China, 800s Therapy and trauma require each other. Ecological Earth ......

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...Immeasurable, unlabeled, word- less by studded tears and voice, APHONIC. Only death by tenderness swoops down as eternity and her hands, soft as fire; as time the flesh; ......

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...Under a grin, redirected, A sniff of grief claws Through, revealing A sad blue artery, A pain 24-7. Underscored with carefully Emoted verbs, And adjectives imbedded with Mock sincerity, A......

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...Twelve steaming appetizers, artistically set. Seven sea morsels in a bird's nest net. Great pies of meat cooked in butter and sweat. Puddings and pastries and a heart-thumping bet: That you'll ea......

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...Please tell me why it's meaningless, When a woman is assaulted. Is it because somehow she must'v asked for it, Why is she the one who's faulted? Why, is it more believable, When a man says it......

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...hate knows no limits Boston or Beirut Bombings innocent ones die in Paris or Pakistan atrocities unlabeled innocent ones die Baghdad or Berlin Lives should have the same value innocent on......

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...you said to me once - that you would let me know - if there was anything I could - do to help and at the end, lying in that hospital all your futures lost to an unlabeled sickness all you......

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... Continued from Part 1 The forgery of Multitudes between the Silhouettes (and discarded cigarettes, neath the haunted parapets) mock my lonely echoed steps – mock my lonely ......

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