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Anonymous

Nightmare 2

What is the punishment for a seven year old caught stealing?

My breath comes in great gasps. I stand panicked but subdued in a long, thin, dust filled communal toilet. Several of the buildings in our street have been lost to bombs in the past few days, and the dust seems to hang around like a fog.The white and dark...

Anonymous

Wonder

First kiss

A kiss so pureSo chasteSo innocent and true Breath catchesHeart hammersPulse deafens me Not sure what to doWhere to holdWhat's allowed Want to go fastBut maybe we should take it slowWhat do you want? Never felt such soft Beautiful lipsTasted such wonder

The Little Bliss

Just remember the bliss

Slowly rising. Slowly standing up. Slowly ascending, descending the stairs. Slowly and carefully. This is the way of the world for you now. And still the head is light. The sparkles are spinning, flying free. Up above the fray.  Leaning over, leaning down...

Pennies

Don't you want to know what blood tastes like?

The woman in the mirror spoke to her. This was before she covered all the mirrors in the house. This was back when she was like eleven, maybe twelve, before all the crazy shit happened. Back when they first moved into the house. The woman had been in her...

Symbiotic acceptance of surroundings Within a walkabout of my precursory life No longer hindered by foolish intention Yet buoyed by new relevance Witnessed not with eyes But with humility   Majestic trees of the forest Tall spirits they stand Whispering u...

Anonymous

The illusion of life

You bawl at the deceased because he has already escaped from the human world of w...

It was said that, since Buddha had given a public education in a country. The common people all became the morals, courtesy, and thoughtfulness. They lived in harmony with the mutual love and support each other, which had made the land verily a paradise....

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My Soul

From my new collection Geography of the Mind--Poems of Exploratio

I guess it’s in me somewhere, hovering, waiting, perhaps between heartbeats, or underneath my breath, hiding where it can’t be seen, but wanting to escape with me, go somewhere, perhaps over the rainbow where bluebirds fly.   Sometimes, I wonder if it’s r...

As everything does, so does love. Brick by brick. That wintry day, you came into my life. Conquered my soul, as you won my love. With one short sentence, you layed my heart asunder. Life became good, spring through fall. Two grew becoming one, love in ful...

My Intuition Speaks to Me

From my new collection Geography of the Mind--Poems of Exploration

  Listen to me when I speak to you, tells you what you need to hear, whispers in your ear when others tell you what to do and you’re uncertain, on the fence, bewildered.   Close your eyes and listen to me with your heart; trust me more than you trust your...

Anonymous

Practice Dating

A young man is counseled by his familly about dating

After I obtained my driver license, my father and mother independently counseled me about sex. The talks were embarrassing but when done, they both had let me know their expectations about teenage sexual behaviors. Later, when I compared myself with other...

My Mind

From my new collection Geography of the Mind--Poems of Exploration

Sometimes I’m in a jungle tripping over vines, shoving my way through bushes, looking for a path, wondering if there is one and asking with every breath where am I?   Other times my mind is an eagle high above the trees and mountains, soaring over lakes,...

Perfection Complete

My dancing paramour

It's a holiday in CorfuWhen her arms encircle me.And the pulsing of her bloodstreamSending trembles through my flesh, She's perfection most complete. There's a pause, I see her smilingWith a twisting of her head,Like a virtuoso's oboein an Albinoni piece,...