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awknight Jul 2018
red wine and tobacco
fill the cracks of the words we
are unable to let roll off the
unstable tongue

your skin crawls
as you shiver across
your own heavy gaze

I tremble into myself

skies fall around us
and drops of sunlight
shift into the room

we are picturesque parallels
of the approving universe  

every finite moment
has become infinite
How can I, look within
myself, to discover the
hidden dimensions of…
my soul? Can unwanted,
lasting affects of sin

keep me forever blinded?
Can my human aspirations
of love, truth, beauty,
joy and fulfillment be
attained? An unrequited

relationship with Yahweh
strongly implies that His
Light isn’t present, for
others to see. So I must
be aware of what He says

about me; I’ve been made
uniquely in His Image,
an expression of His Love.
If I can be stilled, won’t
I find God and be swayed…

by the reality of Him?
Author notes
  
Inspired by:
Gen 1:27; Psa 46:10

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2018, All rights reserved.
Mama earth Feb 2018
No such thing as
Life
No knowledge known as
Death
What lies between
The lines
Is a perfect paradise
-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment ®️©️
mel Feb 2018
ever since
our last adieu

i have been
space-dancing
through

lost dimensions
of me + you
Umi Dec 2017
This is, where life sparkles
Where paths are crossed
Where hearts unite,
Through two overlapping dimensions
I have found you,
And seek you, should you disappear
So worry not my love, fate binds us together
Hopefully forever

~ Umi
Additional information : This is the oldest poem I have written, it is over six years old to be exact, it was the time when I began to get into literature
Garry Nov 2017
Wandering the well-worn grooves,
Listening to the echoes
of my possible futures and pasts,
En el jardin de senderos que se bifurcan
Wellspring Oct 2017
I used to always laugh
When someone mentioned dimensional travel.

But I was thinking about it;
What if we've already discovered it?

What if the world we know
Is simply a portal point?

A portal point to other realms,
Other creatures.

The activation code?
Words.

Books, poetry, manuscripts.
Every one a different portal.

The travel would have to be mind only,
But I'm okay with that.

If only it means that I can visit,
A world that is beyond my reach.
Meh, just a thought.
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