Michael Anderson
eternalpoet@mastodon.world
<p>The Eternal Poet-A Midwestern poetry writer sent to Earth by ancient muses to restore magic and the sacred through mystical imagery in written form</p>
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These stars so cold, my bones frozen, my words, my prayers, my wish to only get beyond the clouds
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My mother walked me to Dairy Queen when I was a child and I went every weekend to a restaurant with my dad before he passed, keep them close, they won’t be with you forever
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The land before me sacred and holy
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The universe in you, your beautiful northern lights
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The beauty.of this world can sometimes set you free
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I’m aged, but the words still bleed
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For those that don’t have it as good as you, that deserve empathy and love
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Even the crickets speak, of a better world, thought before anything meaningful, silence a temple that we worship during sleep. Morning comes and we worship the sun again and learn again to love
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As missiles rise come morning my words speak only of peace
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My most spiritual moments, are when I’m alone with myself in the night
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The silence your head spills forth into the world, a sacred space, inside, your old heart here on on earth an only friend
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Sounds from this world, in the periphery, when all I seek is birdsong and mystery
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Each day is a poem Written to myself And for the world A song to my soul Words from spirit Spring breeze ignites My heart from winter Slumber, I am reborn Once again in love #poetry #poem #writing