Nature’s Church Like lichen on river treessee me grow, followingsummer spirit to fall,through to winter’s wither. When world relaxes,you climb above season,light tendrils blossoming[your] secret sanctuary. The Oracle Speaks through magnetic poetry.
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The Oracle Speaks — A Girl Could Die
lies linger like poisonbleeding away colorices fire, wets my eye broken desire is blue, babyone prisoner of two manyporcelain secrets remembered long lips kiss red oceanschampagne-voiced ghost devourersailing as if no girl could die The Oracle speaks through Poet Magnetic Poetry Kit
The Oracle Speaks — Born Blue
Born Blue I remember my young self,cool-marbled hard smileof need,growled & devouring;a ghost,a secret seer,a girl of soft red velvet,a poisoned dark cake. Born blue,always listening,less for eternitybut [for] my home. Poet magnet set
The Oracle Speaks: The Truth About Beauty
beauty must never wind us bitterits apparatus tongues dream sweatlike sweet summer storm licks roseplease drunken fiddle, music me;show why ugly beat is a liebeneath honeyed symphony of light My message from The Oracle today, through magnetic poetry. While just out in the kitchen making (a late) lunch, The Analogue’s Sideshow (band doing non-Beatles music)…
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heart is a baby belly,laugh-dazzled danceof eternities wild air. secrets lie brokenlike decayed kissesfrom young fires we asked god for cake& champagne, as we must;lingering thoughin cloud and concrete universe, use greentree voice.magic me softlike corduroy. The Oracle gave me the first stanza separately, to prepare me for the rest.
The Oracle Speaks — Peace Bloom
Peace Bloom Fertile dawn’s a soft squirrel,moon-wandered poetry over lake. Quiet is how peace blooms between,through which wild things tendril,root in garden bright sanctuary. Follow winter as you must;Spring green makes never blossom,sacred, happy, full soon. Bonus poem:blue & lonelyfrosty feelleave me The Oracle speaks through magnet poetry.
The Oracle Speaks — Wake Up & Dance!
Wake Up & Dance!wake up good fools,wild women, dance!as angel candy cakeson velvet ocean’s breath,this smoke belly thing issoft, slow, sacred magicsail to morning blushof dark coffee floweringlisten to rhythmed self The Oracle Speaks through magnet poetry. This week I used the poet set. I love The Oracle’s message this week. Things are looking up.
