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Tag: poem

  • Channeling Thor for a Poem on Thursday

    Paging Thor on Thursday. I do not need a muse. I’ll channel you directly, Lord. I’ll leave no one confused. We’ll talk about the planets, Lord And how it’s marvelous they wander And but to make us wonder, What spell we might be under. and if you don’t think that’s magic, then you don’t believe…

  • Soar

    Soar

    You have to be alone with your thoughts To make them go away. They can only accompany you part of the journey, You don’t even need them, The rest of the way. Like Athena to Odysseus— The Mentor to our Lord— They only serve you to advance, At some point you must soar.

  • Amy

    I just smelled your clove cigarettes. I wonder how you are. It took such courage for you to entreat me. I see you. You’re a star. In your own sky. On your own path. I’m sorry. It wasn’t mine. That’s okay, though. I still blessed you. Everything is fine. A poem I wrote to a…

  • Living in a Glass Slipper

    Living in a Glass Slipper

    You live in a glass house, my dear. But it doesn’t have a ceiling. So, if you’re going to throw Stones, Aim up.

  • Woden’s Day

    Woden’s Day

    What is Woden doingHanging out up there?From the branches of the Tree of Life?Like He don’t have a care?Come down, here, my Lord.It’s Your day.Tell me what to sing.I couldn’t really get an answerFrom ChatGPT.It suggested No Quarter,But it doesn’t use your name.Immigrant Song is about your Son,And that’s tomorrow’s aim. -Benjamin Stone I was…

  • A poem from last year

    Without an image or title that I decided to edit and repost.

  • I Think You Misunderstand the Relationship…

    Sure, Sir, you can be famous,But you better be controllable,Or we’ll say you are ‘hard to work with.”You’ll be unemployable!

  • Becoming a Seer

    Where are the oracles? Where are the divine seers? We murdered all the medicine men! And with them, the believers! We must create more thorough goals. Like wresting back control. The men who rule are collapsing the system And taking the unprepared with them.

  • Actors always Play Roles (AAPR)

    “Rees said that as a young man in the mid-1920s, he received a suggestion from his father to talk with the elderly night watchman at his mill, one McCager Payne (1863-1932). Payne claimed that his stepfather was John Wilkes Booth. Payne’s story was that in 1872, when he was nine years old, his mother Louisa…

  • Rain

    Start building your ark.

  • A Poem about Aphrodite

    A Poem about Aphrodite

    What will be your white rabbit? What will aid your descent? For to rise, one must fall to the depths of Heaven. Like Lucifer, I meant. But rising as the Evening Star, You did not read that part? The Queen of all of Heaven The Queen of my whole Heart.

  • Turn Off

    You have to turn your mind off. To really see the world. Escape is at your leisure When courage is unfurled. I read an Em poem about this the other day. We are just on the exact same stage of the exact same journey. I’m Venus as a Boy. XIII. EXCLUSION. By Emily Dickinson The…

  • Vote for Me (I’m the only one running.)

    I’m going to run for governor.I’ll have to change my name.Pretend to be someone I’m not.I don’t like me anyway.I’ll prob’ly get real rich and thenSit around being afraid to die.Cause then I’ll meet my maker: Me.And then I’ll wonder, “Why?”

  • SIKE!

    SIKE! The Lord is YOU! I’m telling you the truth. You are a Child of God. Why do you find that odd?

  • Fortune

    Fortune

    Fortune is a lonely whore.The lonliest I ever wore.I promised me,As a little boy,I’d always let himPlay with toys.And so, this is my toy box, yo.Where’s yours, Dear?Down below?