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Brian Beasley Poem
This form was made from star stuff
To radiate endless love.
My soul is whole, but part of
land, sea, and sky above.
I am whole, but only half of
Creations infinite expanse.
I think that you are Lila
The universe’s perfect dance.
Copyright © Brian Beasley | Year Posted 2014
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Brian Beasley Poem
Gabrielle
Patron saint of death and resurrection.
The revealer, who answered Daniel's questions.
With the strength of God, she came to me,
and quietly snuck out at 4am
After taking my confession.
Copyright © Brian Beasley | Year Posted 2016
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Brian Beasley Poem
While most are despicable,
robbing stomachs from their fill.
White collar criminals,
getting away with it still…
I seek the physical,
a remedy for society’s ills,
The body’s lyrical
energy
flowing like a chemical spill.
Copyright © Brian Beasley | Year Posted 2014
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Brian Beasley Poem
I’ve been a long time coming, and I’m still not there.
Ive been trying to tell them, but they still don’t care.
Copyright © Brian Beasley | Year Posted 2014
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