Wealth

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I don’t have no love to give

For I am Love

I don’t need no love to get

For I am love

I am the circle complete

The triangle angled

The square rooted

Who and what we are

I am without

The within

For I am within

The without

The shouting of a whisper

Thin and full

No beginning

Or ending

I am all

Of wealth no lack

With you in self

 

©K Barr

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Homeward Bound

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The pull to pooling

In at home

In head touch heart

Be bone and the letting

Of the coursing

Of the moaning

In the blood atone

For times vacation

Abstinence from self

We meet again

Can we be friends?

In the station which

We fall into

When nothing else

Will call can I

Greet you who

I left behind

Abandoned in a random

Pass of whimsy fast

In dream of freedom

From the self

So bound by me

 

©K Barr

The Dream of Being True

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In the centre
Of my I
Evolving rise
I swim an iris
Spin around
In dizzy revolutions
Space
Wherein I place
My name
My same
My me
In meaning
I can’t see
Myself unless
I raze away the face
And make of a thing
To chase in spying
Meaning of a time
To place the centre of my
Self I sow
To risen an iris
In a face
Evolving swim
In space and name
My place my me
In meaning be
At one and only
I alone
In dream of being
True

© K J barr