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The Beast

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The Beast
The
Beast sighs,
Menacing deep snarl.
Fear ripples through sinewed
Taught jaw and clenched teeth.
Inhibited anger emerges, twists, cries out,
Out of reason’s insane shadow.
See, whispers the Beast,
No more illusions.
All is
God.

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Your Eyes

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Your Eyes
Momentary stolen glances,
Mythic tales in your eyes;
So powerful, so refined.

Yearning to reach you,
Passion’s dancing flame;
So powerful, so sublime.

Your gaze turns inward,
Deep run your memories;
So powerful, so benign.

In our eternal meeting,
Our souls united again;
So powerful, so divine.

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Innocence

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Innocence
Innocent is love’s first bloom,
Ignorant of worldly rules,
Flowing heart, fleeting, carefree!

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Sacred Internment

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Sacred Internment
Whom do we bury?
Under these daisy scattered fields,
A friend, a loved one, an acquaintance so slim.

What do we bury?
Under these raven scattered skies,
A smile, a birthday party, a look so grim.

Why do we bury?
Under these grief scattered feelings,
A doubt, an innocent secret, a lost tearful sin.

When do we bury?
Under these fear scattered lives,
A dream, a longing for love, a hope so dim.

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War Memorial

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War Memorial
How deep? How deep this blackness? Beyond our
Fragile beating heart’s memory, down into the
Black ocean of our mortal sorrows, long
Past ancestral reckoning; horrific.

His eyes bore great sadness, under
Their manly smiles, fleeting moments
Of distance, moments lost in tempest,
Dark ripples, unresolved anger.

Respectable men smile knowingly,
Their deceitful eyes lower
To innocent victims, in mock
Remorse. Gluttony triumphant again.

Patter cake, patter cake her
Childhood rhymes rang, gently, in
Half remembered dreams. Her
Limb torn anguish, blood soaked.

We fall at the feet of
Man-made gods weeping, then
Blessing. We survived,
Others stain war worn earth.

Voices fall silent,
Promise betrayed.
Angry battles rage,
Of hells they are made.

Reason lays in tatters,
Disheveled victim.
Unblinking fear. Terror
Driven insanity.

It seems, there is. It cannot
Be, yet there it is, they,
They must be wrong, the reports
Must be completely wrong.

Fear grips feeble minds, grief gashed hearts,
Fires rage, until our world burns.
Out of these lifeless ashes,
Desolation kindles new dreams.

When upon fair Earth we shall find bold
Strength; real honor; new humanity.
And cast aside vile tools of raging
Hate, lustful greed and shameful lies.

And songs will arise in our hearts, not in
lament, but borne out of life’s precious joy.
Destiny greeted beneath moon and stars.
Awaken in love’s full bloom, home at last.

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Mystery

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Mystery
Lost, lost in the Mystery,
Neither knowing, nor obscure,
Invoking long sought secrets.

Bliss, mysterious bliss of life,
Neither living, nor dying,
Humbling our mindful awareness.

Chants, sacred chants arise,
Neither memorable, nor forgettable,
Guiding, tempting, revealing.

Light, mystical light infuses,
Neither luminous, nor dim,
Enveloping and blessing us all.

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Birdsong

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Bird Song
A light dust hovers round chanting hoe,
Warm earth, strong hand and eye, furrowed
Brow; deep concentration. Evening
Sunlit haze, thrushes’ song brushes past
Engrossed mind, hearts intertwining,
Spirit to spirit, sweetest union.

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