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London Oneness NLP
London Oneness NLP
London Oneness NLP
London Oneness NLP

Tag: poetry

Stargazer

When I wake at the early hour I'm thinking of you I miss the meteor shower The stardust you've powdered The sea mist breeze of love's memories I shine...

Release

I cry for my role in man(un)kind for my narrow, tunneled focus my lack of connection to all that is and is not I cry for all...

Free Me From Myself

My soul wears many faces; but mostly... Hiding the scars and masking dark places. Fighting a battle...the enemy unknown Imprisoned by my past and fear of dying alone. This...

Narrative

Though they are numerous I will grant your wishes I am your angel Though my wings are heavy

Cycles of Influence, cycles of Returning Home

Roger's eyes were expressive, perhaps the only windows to his soul outside of his poetry. Few words spoken, fewer feelings shared. But he made...

Poetry and Awareness

I feel the sunset before I see the first rays over the mountain. I taste the salt before the Lynn Canal's waves splash over...

Trees in a Forest

The red pine forest trees are about 100 feet tall! When I go right under tall trees then look up, I feel like it will...

Nowhere to be found

I have torn this thing apart...time and time again And found Nothing Hollowed echoes remain Of footsteps past...Nothing lasts in this shattered domain What was it that I...

Poem 1

Ground me Plant me Give me a seat behind my eyes Make my vision wide and far reaching Make my feet firm with a good solid grip Let me...

It Is a Sacred Thing

What if it were a sacred thing to grow old? If, at 60, you could start over? You could let so much of your inevitable past calve...

The Shaman Said

First, you must float, and lose the fear of falling to the muddy bottom. Spread yourself on the water, let it carry you with...

Haiku 1 | Haiku 2

Haiku 1 Still before the tide learn from the periwinkle there’s no need to move Haiku 2 The sea is within feel how expansive, timeless barnacle's wisdom

The sun is our gift in winter

The sun is our gift in winter, when nearly always we are insulated by a dark blanket of clouds. Its radiance transforms our landscape. Snowflakes...

I Hear You

I hear you I hear the voice who has held silence for ten thousand years who yearns to be seen, to be honored free to love and be...

A Dream Part II

There standing between the prairie and the forest The storm violently cracks together the branches overhead Creating darker recesses from within Prairie grass is speckled with abundant...

Crest

I chop the first one without flinching fling           it to the ground grab the next hack           it off with a smile a premeditated gleam...

Haiku

Sparkling snowflakes dance To the music of the wind Graceful pirouettes