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The EastA Poem by Haley SmithLam, Ram, Yam.Take me to Indiaor to Tibet.How weary I am ofWestern practices.No church has ever shown mewhat the East has.I now walk in a glowing,viol.. |
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Four ElementsA Poem by 8petallotusThe intensity of these dreamsare too much to seeand the processing of them causes me to bleedthrough my eyes I do not see an ending to these planesof .. |
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Mascara girls...A Story by Heather ClaytonI am to meet with a classmate today. She is kind of this ethereal, walk-on-water Jesus look in your eye as her head rolls around in yoga class girl.Ok.. |
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The Ex-SyndromeA Poem by VanessaWrote this awhile ago but always find it relevent. |
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The yogiA Poem by Tammy TamiA fun piece |
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The TrollA Poem by RomAnnaQuietly, the mat releases across the ground. Warm, moist air lingers in the room. Drifting colors flow from one wall to the next, carried furthe.. |
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Return to SilenceA Poem by Michael Kevin SpencerI mark out of silence, possible meanings I thirst still for Chopin’s Sonatas, perfection I still smile at beauty and nod at knowledge .. |
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Message from the Solar PlexusA Poem by Michael Kevin SpencerFinally, there is only one soaring One envisioning purpose, one holiest keyword To hold on to for a lifetime Itwasn'tthe kind of vers.. |
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A Perfect MorningA Poem by The Nude WriterA sneak peak into what my perfect morning would be ;) |
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There are so many thoughts.A Poem by EllenMy first poem since I was probably about 9 years old. I'm 22 now. I used to love poetry. Anyway this just kind of happened at the end of a diary entry.. |
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