Meeting Of The Minds

Meeting Of The Minds

I looked intently into blue eyes;
clearly windows to the mind;
the body shell; an invented disguise;
concealing a soul, God designed.

For I was meeting a consciousness;
an internal energy being;
beyond the eyes was mindfulness;
more than hearing and seeing.

Blue eyes flashed; a

Simply Thinking

Simply Thinking

Most thoughts are simply rudimentary;
such as thinking of putting ones socks on;
you might even refer to it, as elementary;
like Sherlock Holmes said to Watson.

Other thoughts are of greater complexity;
causing many people to blunder;
even bringing about such perplexity;
so as to tear their

Shrouded In Mystery

Shrouded In Mystery

What is this substance we call reality;
is it bricks and mortar; flesh and bone?
Will its existence, desolve into finality;
or, is it a home for God, alone?

Does a physical universe really exist;
always been; devoid of beginning?
As, so many among us, often persist;

Shadow Of Self

Shadow Of Self

Shade is caused when something blocks light;
creating the darkness, of a shadow;
that darkness translates to a form of night;
appearing as a shadowy meadow.

Shade is a form of diminished reality;
blocking the very Light of day;
Light shining through, restores normality;
guiding our path;

Scrapbook Of Memories

Scrapbook Of Memories

Time is the purpose of all pretense;
cataloging pictures of joy and infamies;
past history, chronicles all events;
all found in the scrapbook of memories.

Why is it, that we are obsessed with past;
doesn’t today, provide enough worries?
Must all transgessions, forever last;
with evidence

Recycling Reality

Recycling Reality

Some think that man invented recycling;
making some garbage become reused;
whatever man does, is merely a trifling;
an ill-fated attempt, by light, diffused.

For all, consists, and is limited to energy;
constantly changing, purpose and display.
Consciousness compresses all by  synergy;
thought creates a new dawn; and

Tentacles Of Evil

Tentacles Of Evil

The octopus is an interesting metaphor;
its tentacles, exploring its environment;
a picture of the acts of a competitor;
destroying truth, is evil’s requirement.

It seems that if two hands are better than one;
eight tentacles are much better than two;
throughout time, when there’s

Snowflakes Always Melt

Snowflakes Always Melt

In life, some facts are often hard to take;
so we smile and quickly look away;
the truth’s exposure, can cause heartbreak;
worldwide; snowflakes melt each day.

Snowflakes are delicate, and can’t take heat;
beautiful, and fragile; they fall to the ground;
they are the

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