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Journey little Brother
Journey little Brother high into the sky; Journey little Brother, may your Spirit fly. Though life ends and your body does die let the wings of your Spirit carry you high.
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Hiroshima
Not long ago but lost in time; this world saw a foul war crime. A city filled with innocent folk felt the lash of tyranny’s yolk. Muscles flexed, the whole world saw a brand new weapon made for war. Amerika, … Continue reading
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Gaia’s New Dawn
What is the path to the future I seek? Why is the future of the planet so bleak? Why can’t I rise up embracing the Dawn not finding another dead species to mourn? When will I see the earth’s Spirit … Continue reading
Posted in Green Poetry, Spirit
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Spirituality Versus Religion
Someone accused me of becoming religious which I find offensive so I thought I should point out the difference. spirituality religion noun noun the quality of being concerned with the human spirit or soul as opposed to material or physical … Continue reading
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Self Forgiveness
Forgiveness is the beginning, forgiveness is the key. Forgiveness is the answer to where I want to be. Forgiveness is the Journey, the way that I must go if I want to feel the joy of Gaia’s rhythmic flow.
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Forgiveness
Forgiveness is a treasure that’s never sold or bought but like all other treasures, it always should be sought. For though it’s nothing tangible; to be held in the hand, forgiveness is one of those things that tells us where stand. … Continue reading
Posted in Mental Health, Peace, Spirit
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Rage
When rage builds up inside of me and fights my spirit to be free. When they tear open Gaia’s heart, that’s when the rendings really start. I share this world with Cappo scum who’s brains are dead and hearts are … Continue reading
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Days of Innocence
“I remember when I was young, the world had just begun and it was so fine. I remember thinking about what it’d be like to be without but it was all mine.” Days of innocence, days so free; days when … Continue reading
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Life Lived
It’s in our youth wild seeds are sown and as we age we see what’s grown, there’s many thistles in my heart but also love and beauty’s art. There’s many act’s I’d love undone in life lived wild and on … Continue reading
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Words
The words I write are written true; they come from where the old trees grew. Trees speak of wisdom from the past; from times when shadows were long cast. They come from where spirits are known. They come from where … Continue reading
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A change is flowing over us
A change is flowing over each one of us today as the planet struggles onward seeking a new way. Spirituality unfolding; future from the past as we seek a future ‘mongst dye that’s long since cast. And though the future’s … Continue reading
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Death’s Door
Let me go when The Reaper’s near; he’s not a man who I should fear. I fear instead, the lingering pain; the dragging on with nought to gain. And if I should balk at that last walk, remember I’ve always … Continue reading
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The King is mad
The King is mad – the end is nigh; death will rain from blackened sky. The guilt is ours, we caused the fall when we first answered Mammon’s call. The answer lies within the trees and gentle folk on bended … Continue reading
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UnFolding Green
Sometimes I look around me and wonder where I’ve been; why don’t I have a big house and lots of folding green? It’s then that I remember the choice was always mine; ‘twas me who lived the ‘other life’ and … Continue reading
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