Daily Archives: February 8, 2019

WHAT IS WITHIN A NAME

WHEN then words begin to Express
Life (awakened now)? our mind
is captured by truth and Light
love is love’s giving as a
keeping’s give:
the Great Small
&
the Small Great
all are lovely pink babies crying
to be fed and nurtured.

By Our Creator who is Un-named
but known by many vicarious words;

still The Greatest Mystery
of All!

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P O E T S

DO you have a quiet place
deeply dear, within The No
One can enter here spot?
Me too. I keep it near
the love of YOU.
(and there the brightness
of sweet peace)
all as nature knows
is best and & i eyes
know knew now yes live
yes we LIVE
(the masters of skillfully
curved romantics called

P O E T S.

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THIS little DEATH

if i am l o n e l y
if now & then i sing praises
of love
of passion
the season must be Spring i like
pink and reds and your lips too
and too tulips when i taste you
Natures most beautiful Flower
there.
By the vally of too passion cries
(thighs) sighs the Aah of
committed expression.

Ah
God
let us die this little Death just now!

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WHEN WHERE I HAVE BEEN IS LARGE

WHEN where i have been is Large
and at times i s cre am in the
smallest spots of fear

every thing seems wicked like
as though when you are
d
o
w
n
Our well beloved Master called Life
loves it strange and then there too
are the Ones who are Light -lit
creatures bewildered entities
by many names kindred intellects
evoking allegiance to ALL these
wonderouslyStrange spots of Can
We Have wine with that chocolate?
the blue jay has beautiful feathers
and Nature responds,”We love you humans
but the world is Our Own.”

i run back to the spot where i am
dreaming and pick up a glass of water
fighting the greatest warrior called
“Me.”

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WHEN LOVE Dies

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for

gi
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me

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THEN FEAR IS AHEAD

then fear is ahead

when noone pays attention

back is forward when still

who c ould really kiss you

as you fly into space

while Spring is upon our world

if Heart approves this

f e eling of deepest confusion

my Soul approves exceptional

wisdom; your eyes wide and lips

parted to partake the rituals

within this domain called ‘life’

sweet spirits and souls i swear

wisdom the ingredient for a spicy

meal –the only holy m eal

of hearts dancing.

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