poetry
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Weighted and shackled, I struggle on Knowing the cost of surrender is high Endless worlds spiraling outward As Divinity’s quill passes by I beg a little of that inspiration A chance to recapture that childhood dream Then carried on a distant breeze, a whisper “Take heart. Things are not what they seem.” From here, I…
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Long and deep I ponder upon the changing fields The hidden mysteries of harvest, the cloaked secrets of gatherings We honor Those Who give and can easily take away While the ego gives in to gluttony and attempts to call it joy Ignoring wisdom openly Taught in actions and signs But at my altar stands…
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To perfect your barefoot dancing, first recall the special thrill Of the sight of sunbeams dancing on a bedroom windowsill. Summer leaves that flutter and a sky alive with blue Jump rope contents set to songs of birds of every hue. Release the stingy, grown-up mind and endless empty chatter Replace with open heart and…
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I arrived at a performance filled with laughter and joy A light-hearted comedy to shake off the dust of depression So many care-free moments filled with wide-eyed innocence. But then I briefly recalled my heart’s passion That key to illusions past, present, and future And it raised the second curtain on the theater before me.…
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To plan an adventure, a sojourn in a distant land Mesmerized by frequencies, kaleidoscope of bizarre new sights Hallucinations of other’s dreams, yet so convincing Then I collide with the blatant irony, so elusive yet so clear That all is the same everywhere, encryptions that never vary Repetitive trends and teachings, identical fantasies and thrills…
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Failure: Holographic images of chains Death: Formed from the worship of lies Empathy: Scandalous affront to unbalanced logic Innocence: The denied right of childhood Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Image: found online, author unknown
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Raise your soul, start your climb Up the great tree of life! Above all, remember why. Hush, sweet child. Dry your eyes For in the darkness, there’s a prize Cloaked among the flesh, disguised. Hold to center on your flight And on the day that we unite, We will streak across the sky And ascend…
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The fool abolishes law and order, The imbecile claims he is God incarnate, The ego seeks glory and psychic power, The traitor worships the Gods Of Death. All-hail the Indignation! Let man be torn from the pedestal he stole! The Owner Of Worlds is not amused. The Mother and Father see all As…
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Enfolded by caring arms so real Igniting hope to strengthen and heal. Cursed be those who would deny This balm of life in the name of lies! Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Images: found online, photographers unknown, no copyright violation intended
Ena Whiteraven 