[ Poet’s Note : This poem was placed 5th in an International Poetry Contest ]
I C E : Ode to Self
few Hearts can fancy dress their
nakedness in icicle Presence
fewer minds will slip into cemetery’s dusk
soul appears, no hectic heady harkening
glancing what is needed or already seeded
Insight measures wisdom, not cerebral chancing
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MIND OF THE HEART
Neither thinking
nor feeling
~ Void ~
Soul penetrates innermost
chamber time to time
takes it on ecstatic
journeys to unknown
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END TIMES : TWO
End time dramas continue
to unfold as foretold
tribes of Judah and
Gad united in ether
descending conspiring
to pull Matrix strings
across rooms boom
death Will hidden
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Lost in echoes of darkened time
dampened, dithering, dazed
wet withered witches mime a dime
fearful, I’m mazed or crazed
Calling Divinity, voicebox shut
eyelids glued, nostrils stuffed
lips zipped with copper thread
eardrums worrisome waned
......
belief held too dear
another facet to fear ~
let go of matrix
BE
LIEF helD
2
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SOUL MEMORY
Aligning core below to above
Sirius clapped in glee
urging group into Time out of Space
Pyramid, triangle of my refuge
and direction
Mercury watched soul circling Squinx
Dogons ancient guiding mission
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lovingly she opened a tungsten gate to his Heart quantum lasers sharp, her ordained healing art
penetrated a GOSSAMER of silver spider-webs
drew slightly aback to allow patu marplesi to ebb
GHOSTLY armoured soldiers wandered within
from Constantinople fields to Berlin yields spin
filling spirant space with unearthly eerie sound
mighty rainbow light had much to gently unbound
GRAVE were crested captains and kempt kings
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meteorite radiates z o o o m m i n g
crashes onto
Three Anchor Bay turquoise
sky dust onto beach white grains
winds sweep cobbled paths profane
a fetus acquires solitary soul lost
womb enlarges posting veins
shine baby blessed shine divine
observation work is thine
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Lost in echoes of darkened time
dampened, dithering, dazed
wet withered witches mime a dime
fearful, I’m mazed or crazed
Calling Divinity, voicebox shut
eyelids glued, nostrils stuffed
lips zipped with copper thread
eardrums worrisome waned
......
belief held too dear
another facet to fear ~
let go of matrix
BE
LIEF helD
2
......