The Author of Bohemiaspeaks: Poem Number 100

Bohemia speaks
With every breath
Transforming the world
But not just with its poetry
Like toilet paper
Wipe and flush away
But physically, physiologically
Because everything is connected

Bohemia speaks about
An ancient practice
By Tibetan monks
Where one is brave enough
To inhale
All the hurting
In this world
And to exhale love
Compassion, peace and harmony

Bohemia speaks
And asks this question,
Are you brave enough
To take part
In this experiment?
Are you brave enough
To internalize
The outside world
And transform it
Transform with it
Into something beautiful?

Bohemia speaks about
Trying to view the world
Through the eyes
Of different people
Random people
And trying to make sense
Of all this craziness
Bohemia speaks
And so should you

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Character: 100/100

1 year, 7 months, 28 days and I have finally completed a 100 poem adventure to create an army of characters with hope that some of this poetry may have touched the life of someone or at least painted a small smile on their face.

Something even crazier and more exciting is coming up! Bohemia has spoken but is nowhere near shutting up! Oh and that’s me in the panda hat, withstanding the cold of Beijing for Chinese New Year 2011. Peace.

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The Florist: Violet Monologues

ImageLet there be light
I need not say
And in my longing
Here in this pot
Eternal days
Shed nighttimes
Curtains pulled away
Every morning
Making room for life
In worlds of sunshine
We don’t need the light
The day will come
And with it all the world
Growing, changing
Into a joyous thing
Blossoming with the seasons
No desire
But to be
And in that being
Endless room
Widening by the day

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Character: 91/100

The Astrologer: My Prayers to the Sun

Magnificent sunrise
Speak to me the language of my dreams
Sing a song of ancient times
And let us fall together
Into the deepest slumber
Until our bodies feast
On banquets of eternal satisfaction

Joyous inferno
Splash your colors through my windowsill
Bleed me from my grief and tribulation
Light up every aspect of my life
Until my shadows and your rays unite
With every movement that I make
Your constant sunlight does not judge
It casts a thousand beams in my direction
And floods my heart with feelings of affection

Never loneliness shall I bequeath
Upon myself, with your gracious audience
Together we will shine
Forever and unplugged
From all the sorrows and the lies
Of present time and the past
In which we dwelled

Tell me of the future
A world in constant motion
Forged by raging fires bright
Illuminating the unforeseen
And shedding light on some eternal truth
To which I cling forevermore
In which I melt, and rise again
An enlightened being
Master of it all

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Character: 52/100
Dedicated to every bleeding soul