Monthly Archives: January 2015

Poverty and Pride

Posted on January 26, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

“Faqr Fakhri” The poverty of the heart, empathizes with the lonely, the downtrodden. For it shares what little it has, and the less it has, the more valuable what it gives becomes. I’ve only one thing, there is no other, so who … Continue reading →

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Ishq

Posted on January 16, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

“Water derives its color form the vessel that holds it.” ~~ Sufi Al-Junaid of Baghdad Behold the Moon, she loves the Sun so deeply, that all we see of her is the solar light of her beloved reflecting off of her … Continue reading →

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On Beloveds: 25 Words Away From Truth

Posted on January 15, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

There are pearls in you So I’ll slip without splash Into the pools between your lashes For the eyes have depths Only lovers can dive. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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What is forgotten

Posted on January 15, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

What is forgotten Is easily replaced All else remains, divine quiet rings of ripples last long after the Beloved’s pebble cast to vanish beneath the water line. From the still axis a deeper message heard in the silence, between the echo, … Continue reading →

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I Followed a Writer Up a Tree

Posted on January 15, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

I followed a writer up a prodigious tree Every leaf I brushed, his poem. From the crown I scanned the pastoral a poetic landscape in repose, A resplendent chorus of Glistening verdant wisdom. O’ vast vibrato of sibilance slipping the … Continue reading →

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The Mind is Lumber: Twenty Five Words Away from Truth

Posted on January 14, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

I climbed the highest tree within the forest of my mind… only to look down to find my heart at it’s base, holding an axe. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Divine Inkling: Twenty Five Words Away from Truth

Posted on January 14, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

We were given but a divine inkling of what lies beyond mystery so that our minds might imagine what only our hearts know for sure. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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Who is Poet: Twenty Five Words Away from Truth

Posted on January 14, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

Some of us just write the poems we hear in the hearts of others, so tell me then, who is poet and who is listener? tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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The Writing Hand is Raised a Slave

Posted on January 14, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

“Such tiny hands,” he said shoving elephantine thoughts Into them wielding such power – knife clutching, caressing, pen. He took his eyes off the screen for a moment, to watch them go. He pondered, “Long is the journey along nerves … Continue reading →

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Heart becomes the sun

Posted on January 14, 2015 by skipavm@gmail.com

Heart becomes a blood dense sun Consuming all of anyone come to take a seat beside or to sacrifice their burdens. Goes the ghosts into the pyre soften, silent from the ire consuming even their own ashes magnesium memories in … Continue reading →

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