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Category: Primitive Wisdom Poetry

The sometimes
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

The sometimes

Call it a religion or not a religion Unsubsidized by unkindness A fulfilling sense without requiring calm Of knowing and … Continue reading The sometimes

Via Salaria
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

Via Salaria

Dissolve it in a siren song Continue reading Via Salaria

Realms traversable
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

Realms traversable

Holograms of selves solely appear to be seen Continue reading Realms traversable

Morning glories
Primitive Wisdom Poetry, Wilderness Poetry

Morning glories

And morning glories bloom with wholesome intention
Continue reading Morning glories

Sky-handed
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

Sky-handed

The hand returns, sky-handed Continue reading Sky-handed

A silent pounce
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

A silent pounce

Where is that that takes no space?
When is that that takes no time? Continue reading A silent pounce

Mountains are mountains
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

Mountains are mountains

Mountains skate across crystal skies Continue reading Mountains are mountains

Pockets
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

Pockets

Grandfather’s pockets burst with things
Pockets rich with a metallic clinking
Continue reading Pockets

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