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Rachel Bennett Poem
Golden as honey
sweet as it too
Sunlight at dusk
emulates you
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Rachel Bennett Poem
Your falling asleep
Breath deepens, hand slips away
"You kiss me", you say
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The clouds are crying
For the sun
For the earth
For clean air
Trees are drenched
Sopping wet and soaking up
Water and nutrients
Pollution
It seeps deep down
In the ground
To the roots, the bark, the leaves
The mechanism creating what we breath
It’s spit back out
Into the atmosphere
Into our minds
It unwinds
Telling us not to fear
Nothing is wrong
Close your eyes
Sleep, my dear
Tomorrow the sun will shine
Cast shadows
Over the lies
That you are told
You are sold
So you will never know
Why the clouds are crying
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Rachel Bennett Poem
Here I am Queen
Of things unperceived
My skin shimmers
with an iridescent sheen
The sun shines
crystalizing me
I slow down my motions
Meditating in silence
Opening up my emotions
Creating peace and quiet
I ponder my existence
My relative subsistence
Soaking up the earth
Feeling gravities resistance
Restraining my body from floating forth
I begin my ascension
Leaving the 3rd dimension
Entering unknown realms
Exploring without apprehension
Releasing my spirit from its physical state
My shape is insubstantial
I’ve opened an invisible gate
Here I am Queen
Of things I perceive
My consciousness
My spirit, my soul
Is what makes me whole
Here I am ethereal
My body doesn’t exist
Made up of cosmic material
I will infinitely persist
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Early morning shivers
Steadied by steaming tea
Sweetening my tongue
Warming me
The Towhee is calling
telling me to drink my tea
I tell him I have
Stop pestering me
The morning sky is crisp
Pine needles are dancing
Birds are all singing
Squirrels are all prancing
Light through the leaves
Painting them green
Early morning beauty
Enchants me
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Angry tears burn my
eyes, once blue now turning gray
Harboring dismay
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Orange tinted water
Clouds etched in purple and pink
Faint stars in blue ink
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I find myself starting a sentence here
The growth of a seemingly logic idea
Photosynthesizes in my mind
It starts to disappear
When the sky begins to shift
And across the river I drift
I end up over there
Where “the grass is greener”
The air looks cleaner
On the contrary
It smells like shit
Rambling off into the abyss
A bottomless pit
tangled and bojangled words
Particles of confusion from within
Mixed with dust and allergens
Photons expose the imperfection
Dawning the rebellious infection
Staring off into time
This made up thing that we live by
To contain us and restrain us
from questioning why
Does anyone have the answers here on earth?
Or shall we adventure forth
Into space
We can leave now
forget this place
For maybe it does not exist
Perception of reality dismissed
Everything is backwards and people stand still
We walk upside down
And roll up the hill
The sea is above is
The sky is below
We are a thousand
Yet zero years old
Time moves forward
What if it went back?
Or fast forwarded into the vast
Universe
What lies beyond,
The furthest point we can see
We can only theorize
Fantasize
About the beings
Of cosmic proportions
Epic distortions
Of the way we believe
Things ought to be
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The water is breathing
In it recedes
Out it proceeds
On with its mission
Flowing with gravities orders
Reflecting the barren trees
Shimmering with the breeze
The water speaks to me
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The canopy is closing in around me
Slurping up the light
From every nook and cranny
A sense of foreboding
Her lungs are constricting
The air feels tight
The breeze picks up
Taking hold of my soul
Whispering sweetly
“We have places to go”
I am the gentle fluttering of leaves
The pollinator of flowers
Spread your arms open,
I grant you powers
I am the rippling of water
On the surface, floating
But in the end
Gravity caught up with me
Pulling me down the waterfall
Falling…
Endlessly?
Until I hit solid ground
She exhales deeply
Spitting out the light
Changing grey to green
Creating a mosaic of photons
Encircling me
Evaporating my shivers into thin air
She touches me softly
“It is now time to go”
The shadows dance and echo -
Beneath the trees
Retreating into their caves
Where blankets of moss
Are waiting
patiently
To absorb the secrets of today
Stow them away
Until tomorrow
At the first mention of dawns glow
“Come dear, we have places to go”
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