Trancing Poems - Poems about Trancing

...woke early ...this morning to... an earl lee's sun ...shining a light... into the dark ...and trancing... me down a ...raw bit hole... a mirror image ...of me roared a... time-space sig......

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...alone in a crowded room people pass faces glance void they are… no thought to anyone's soul or ponderings of creation just shells walking in its grace. in tranced is their eyes fu......

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......inspired by and in dedication to ~ Victor Buhagiar, Robert Lindley (my mentors) and the rest of the PoetrySoup Family...thank you for your kindness and support... A Tribute To Edgar......

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...A secret sonorous sound emits Signal to the third eye chakra Floating in surreal world Trancing with dazzling sparks Transporting the mind To physical Sensations Never Felt Before Mu......

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...Though I'll remember nature's wonders, sunsets and the breath of spring, feel the wind blow through my hair and know the thrill of sunrise cresting. We see the universe as dancing, two such di......

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...We see the universe as dancing, two such different creatures trancing, we two will never understand the private notions of the other, even if we take each other's hand. Coming close to your de......

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...Roses now are brightly blooming, to your friends now you are calling. I know not of what you speak, I cannot fathom your delight. You say: 'Try to understand my mission, learn to trust in things......

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...A day comes with a morning dew, For the words, less to cope all few, The breezy wave and tweeting eyes, Of rising sun, view the Himalaya highs, The trancing eclipses and faltering trees, H......

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...Poetry in motion is prose encapsulated in warring thoughts, notions conceived in time oscillated flows, harmonically shifting mental tides to whence the Tasmanian wind never blows,......

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......inspired by 'Portrait Of A Lady' by T.S. Eliot On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best, within, the furniture is as it always was, and I am waiting, waiting for a glimpse of you to s......

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...Kiss me Caress me Undress me Hold me firm, against you Tease the nap of my neck With the hotness of your breath Playfully, bite me Get me all raunched up! Let your hands wander and roam Seduce my bo......

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...Roses now are brightly blooming, to your friends now you are calling. I know not of what you speak, I cannot fathom your delight. You say: 'Try to understand my mission, learn to trust in things unse......

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...A handsome rooster with red-breasted feathers, soft and lustrous, and a head covered with golden plumage, was too unhappy to sing about his age, so he embarked on a long journey, sadly departing f......

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...He grins like sweet summer sun and dons a musky mojo, causing the blooms to titter and roll their sweat onto him; trancing the sage-less, sarky studmuffins to stare in awe; and I, the shufflebut......

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...Driving down the highway In the pitch black dead of night The hairs on the back of my neck Indications, not all is right A long meandering bend In the distance reveals a glow Has captured my curiosi......

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