Unwounded Poems - Poems about Unwounded

...If Thou take not our hands, and feet, our bodies hosting ghostly minds, our organic inside lives flowing out emphatic love We will continue to fail, to fear, to feel tired, retired, weary......Read the rest...

...Dark chances, unhealthy and unsafe trauma HiStories Degenerating predative dogmas not wanting to let go of ballistics even for dawning light's sacred peace promise to grab full-immersion hol......Read the rest...

...There are some, from birth are marked by melancholy, The silent shades of sorrow, are their congenial haunts. The glades of grief are the only places, their leaf can flourish. Others, who throu......Read the rest...

...Polypaths lead neuro-systemically back to Mother/Child original wombed attachment A remarkably warm and wet counterpoint to a sterile anthrosupremacist theory of Original Separating Sin. I......Read the rest...

...Born of wombs for premeditated health and restoring nutritional wealth, We might warmly anticipate a more win/win democratic living Earth communion, more like an organic gardening womb than a......Read the rest...

...He had the grace of a buffalo And the strength of a gazelle, But he wore it comfortably And we loved him for it. His secret was contentment. It empowered us all. We were unbeaten, unwounded. ......Read the rest...

...Down through the greener woods of Uma, Through the lions’ den to the green mamba’s palace, Near the dik dik’s habitat, As the antelope took off to escape the rage, Of the approaching leopards who......Read the rest...

...Sip something to long life Be better today no need for strife Conclusion unbounded I step on the stage Feeling unwounded Without all my rage......Read the rest...

...Creation Conceals within Conclusion Returning home, alas, long forgotten Alone no more, an entwined surprise The essence of one, unseen, a Delusion The presence of self, unknown, begotten Togeth......Read the rest...

...the man who lied to me knew that immortality is the best kind of lie that pain is closer to the soul than happiness secrets known only by the old watchmakers and the erudite antiquarians ......Read the rest...

...The letter stays sealed within the envelope unread and faded  Bringing neither hope, nor memories blurred or jaded  The day it came I could not know Which destiny the words would hold. Out of fea......Read the rest...

...I assumed we would be together That’s what you falsely led me to believe But now I’m left here with heartache Betrayed, dishonored and deceived I must admit, I was convinced, because you tal......Read the rest...

..."to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature" William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1601: Along a path of solitude I tread, flanked on either side by watchman trees, a lush green canopy above my head......Read the rest...

...The unmistakable scent of damp wool coats drying, Has a pleasant way of mixing with the aroma of fresh coffee, Every seat in the livingroom is full, everyone watching TV. Twenty four hours of, wha......Read the rest...

...He's like the wind that blows softly through me Giving me a sense of feeling secure. He is the answer to my every dream. My hurting heart has found a loving cure. I have suffered many times befor......Read the rest...