Poems by L.A. Steel
Jul 31 2015
       I existed before the Universe. I was alive and well, and I am alive and well now. How different is my back view from my front view? How incomplete am I from a side view of me. Somewhere in another universe I exist at least twice, and again …
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Apr 23 2015
In the lost world of yesterday I wander through partial memories, where no one can verify my actions. I remember an aging fool running, grinning and fumbling papers and pads, believing he was important, making greater fools laugh. The late April air is still cold, as green shoots point upward the sun teases them from …
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Apr 06 2015
There is a place few of us will ever discover . I am writing from it. I am light years away from earth. The light and warmth and enchantment are beyond earthly description, and exists within me, and I believe it exists in all of us, if we close our eyes to see. I am …
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Mar 07 2015
In the loss of restrictions is the bounty of freedom and thinking and philosophy under the mainstay of finite solutions, to the proxy of education. Fill in the blanks of emptiness and falsehoods until the wells of fresh thoughts are springing forth into fountains. Experience the boldness of believers who isolate the words of wonder …
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Mar 05 2015
In the asphalt riots of a frozen day, the lost heads bob up and down as they nod their greetings and agreements without saying a word. Here in a frozen room I sit teaching silently as students draw and design  without speaking or whispering or smiling, entrenched in solemn …
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Feb 15 2015
A celestial image stands in the doorway her beauty is beyond all earthly sight. She pauses before she enters the room and asks If I will stay the night. Beyond all dreams of life , what more could I desire, than her beauty and body in my arms, her radiant soul laying with mine, …
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Feb 05 2015
I walked the edge of reason beneath the carnival lights and a full moon rising in a star filled night. The losses were amazing and the weather was hell but I made it back alive. She stared at me in anger as I raised my arms against her strike. A crazed woman lost in the …
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Jan 29 2015
I see crystals on trees. I see things others can not see. I see beauty in love and age. I see youth as a gilded cage. I see innocence as a vacuum. I see faces and forms. I see God in me. I see God in you. I see life and laughter. I …
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Jan 25 2015
On the jagged edge of a summit  winds blow harshest against the stone, carving the  face of the mountain, that withstands the winds alone. In the heat of the sun and the cold of night, the rain and snow of storms , its strength of spirit remains unmoved as the rock is carved deeper …
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Jan 23 2015
1/23/15 A new day was born today, a day that hasn’t been overwrought yet by stresses of living. This day is breaking away from worry, work, anger and despair. Pain and suffering are not yet here, but may arrive at anytime. I am breaking away from today, into a happy and peaceful state of mind. …
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Jan 14 2015
The false flags of dreams and schemes and conquests are  only pieces of tattered memories sewn into patterns of stars and stripes and colors. No one knows what the symbols on their flags mean, but to not pledge allegiance to them is treason. I remember as a child I had to pledge …
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Dec 21 2014
Today is a day of rambling thoughts greeted by a sunless sky of gray clouds over snow covered landscapes. I Â wondered about something, then wondered about something else until my thoughts changed again. Grasping a lost thought is like grasping a dream, they both vanish forever. A holographic vision creates a virtual world that I …
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Dec 19 2014
Check Out Spirituality Podcasts at Blog Talk Radio with L A STEEL SHOW on BlogTalkRadio Tonight I read my poetry from 2014. You can read along with me and see the art and photography associated with the poems by going to the Poetry Menu at the top of the front page of this site. Share
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Nov 16 2014
Remembering Spring in November is one way to forget the cold weather, grey skies, bitter winds, bleak days, long nights, cold floors and frost coated windows. L.A. Steel Share
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Oct 27 2014
I went for a walk today. The sky was blue. The air was cold, the wind was brisk. I saw the reflections of red trees and autumn green, yellow, orange and gold. The road was yellow and blue. I walked as my mind evaporated into the afternoon. I smiled at the sun shining on the …
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Oct 26 2014
 A Refugee of Fall runs against the wind of time, dragging dead leaves and trees and flowers into the infernos of man made fires. A vacant bench under fallen leaves, oblivious to weather or time, is centered in the a universe as part of the seasons. Refugees of Fall enter the portals of the …
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Oct 15 2014
When my dog died I felt that I lost a part of me rather than a friend. My dog was an extension of me. He walked with me, and talked with me. He ate with me and sometimes he would sleep with me. He waited for me to come home. He slept soundly on …
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Oct 09 2014
In the deepest night it passes over head. The doorway of death is the Blood Moon shining as the star gate to eternity. The Blood Moon screams silently as it passes over humanity; eclipsing its own reflection. Only blood stained souls fear and hear the cry of the Blood Moon and see …
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Oct 01 2014
The people of Gaza live in a world where sorrow screams against war, death and Israelis. They live in ruins of burning homes turned into tombs,where bullets and bombs continue to fall on everyone. The people of Gaza are murdered by Israel’s weapons and buried beneath rubble and stone. …
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Sep 22 2014
September Roses In their final bloom of the year I take their picture and prepare their bed for a New England winter. Then I admire them until the end of their season and wait for them until spring. L.A. Steel Share
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Sep 09 2014
In a mad moment of a dream I met myself. He laughed at me and said I was a fool to stay depressed over failure. I told him he didn’t understand the losses I had, or the loss of the vision I once had of me. He laughed again and said,”Here I am …
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Sep 08 2014
He hid behind the shade of indifference until he died from the darkness of his life. His soul rose into light, sun blind, lost, and desperate with unfulfilled desires. L.A.Steel Share
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Aug 28 2014
Is the future real ? We forgot what we have done and revise what we do. Our future is tomorrow. Our present is today. Our past and future are yesterday. L.A. Steel Share
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Jun 17 2014
This picture was taken during my first televised program of The L.A.Steel Show. I presented a one hour reading of my book of poems, “Lust,Love and Innocence”. L.A.Steel Books by L.A.Steel: Naked at the Mic, Lust,Love and Innocence, Five Short Stories, Arandas: play, The Book of Women, Cantos of a Believer, Five Prophesies, Gateways of …
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Jun 09 2014
The after hours of midnight, bring madness and sorrow to surround sanity. I hear the voices of those passed on and their pleas for justice against others’ deceptions. In the after hours of midnight the world is dark and blind and tears and suffering are not seen. L.A.Steel Share
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Jun 03 2014
I hear its music, and feel the sound of the lost wind whirling around the imaginal realm. I hear its song, the beautiful song and feel the joy as, I dance with the wind. The sun smiles at me and the meadow flowers swaying in rhythmic motion, to the song of the wind. L.A.Steel Share
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Jun 01 2014
It stood firmly in the ground alone and weather ravaged stoic and silent. It was all by itself in a field, someone had planted it and left it alone and never returned. What did it mean? What did it mark? Why did anyone bother? As I got closer it began to turn color and the …
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Jun 01 2014
A vaporous memory passes before my inner eye reminding me of the forgotten. I see its form. I hear its faint cry, and wonder what it was. Was it a face or body or cry or wave of a forgotten friend? Somewhere in the distance of day a long forgotten memory smiles or frowns at …
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May 15 2014
Every year I am greeted by May flowers and Spring blossoms blooming on my birthday. This year the tulips in my front garden give me great pleasure to watch grow. Their colors and size are remarkable and seem to transcend earthly reality. The Crab Apple Tree is healthy and fragrant and will soon explode in …
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May 09 2014
All is good this afternoon. My tea is hot and trouble is not. A bird tweets outside my study window. I am quiet,happy and grateful. I am lucky for now as many are, until bad luck calls. For now I live this moment and enjoy a cup of tea. Tomorrow will be Saturday anymore of …
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Apr 27 2014
How long must we despair in the poverty of our nation’s soul, before we call upon the spirit of hope? On the back streets of the United States poverty is disguised and ignored by local,state and federal government. The poor, sick and homeless are voiceless. Their screams are masked by sirens as they are taken …
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Apr 16 2014
One afternoon as my spirit landed, I watched rays of sun dancing upon the petals of a pink lotus. My soul merged with the soul of the flower, and I heard its song. Its sacred spirit danced with me and sang its song enchantingly, inspiring this poem. L.A.Steel Share
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Apr 15 2014
The cold days of gray sky and snow covered ground are finally gone. Smiles of petals and leaves, are widely grinning. It was warm but breezy yesterday, until the rain clouds crept in late last night and this morning, careful not to drown the newly budding greens. This evening might bring frost, to the North …
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Apr 10 2014
In the Wastelands the bright sun blinds the mad beast raging in the windswept desert of the mind. Left to its own demise the beast carries a torch of passion that tortures him with fire filled days of magnetic vice, that steals all traces of his soul. Near the borderland of madness the beast drags …
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Apr 06 2014
The morning sun spoke to me today as I made a cup of tea near the kitchen window. It said “hello’ as a bright yellow halo above my backyard. Then the sun shown across the wood floor and the pine planks turned golden, and my dog laying on his pillow glowed in sunlight as his …
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Mar 23 2014
The holographic effect of words rhyming with visions seems to throw a shadow over the concept of clear precise meaning. Imagine a deep dark cavern of stalactites and bats clinging to the ceiling, then imagine the lost voyager that last came through the cave and what happened to him. I was he and now found …
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Mar 20 2014
In the wild and worn world of old poets and poems few are born with inspiration, yet none can live without it. The hallucinogenics of modern users and the holographic lives they live forget Calamus burns with the light of poetry within the realm of dreams. Oh beautiful for days gone by for everyone who …
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Mar 05 2014
I am shadow. I am dark wonder, a form without substance, darkness without depth. I am shadow, a half person with voice without body, without light. I am free to feel and hear, and to exist without identity. I am the ruler of darkness. Light exposes all. I exist in darkness. I am shadow. I …
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Feb 27 2014
HENRY I remember him sitting humbly in the used car lot, with an heir of integrity, though he was 20 years old at the time. I noted that characteristic to the car dealer and he laughed and said, “You’re right it does have integrity and 250,000 miles on it. I’ll guarantee the drive train for …
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Feb 20 2014
I wrote and first published this poem in “The Voice” Newspaper in 2002. White Fields There are no sanctions in life, each thought or action is balanced. Each day brings night each wrong brings right, to the right of darkness is light. Rolling and level fields of white stretch before the wanderers of life. Every …
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Feb 13 2014
They were together on a tree outside our bedroom window, this morning during the blizzard. We wondered why they were there and if the robins were lost in the February storm. We marveled as we watched them because we both thought robins migrated in winter. I looked it up on my computer. As soon as …
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Jan 24 2014
There is no silence among the winter dead. They scream their names carved on headstones, as they are beaten by cold winds,ice and snow. L.A.Steel Share
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Nov 24 2013
I can’t remember their faces or why I should remember them. I remember they were once close to me, like a family,but if they were how could I forget them? Their entire existence is fading from my memory. Who or what they were or are I can no longer see. They are faceless and nameless …
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