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Contest : The Prismatic Self
Sponsor : Daniel Henry Rodgers
Date submitted : 19/5/25

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“Contests around track, contests for followers,
for best tasting wine, most exquisite 
architectural design ~ endless
quests to become best versions of Self,
sharpen mind, mould Soul to perfection, 
through which Divine can chime, new times.” 
Poet

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Descend into Earth amphitheater 
unawakened, costumed, dire straits 
crows or cheetahs fellow 
contestants or sponsors
drinking cappuccinos, reading
midnight canzone, wondering 
about curt commenting a chiasma 

who are they to read awakening 
                                       ——-thoughts ? 

prism sacred curled frond tender 
green, not yet erect to 
detect shadows destined to reflect
needles in haystacks no longer feeble  

….who am I to write for 
                         ——-them ? 

poetry incarnate as Pandora I will not regret

strings and strands scribing 
vulnerabilities for activating 
  minds 
              whose ancestors raped my own
enslaved them to tailor suits 
colonised fertile soil brute  
           marula export to their own 
    motherlands ~ 
                    forgiving, soul expands

“Mirror cracked on white wall 
can you yet see Presence at all ?”
“Not yet, mercurial illusions,
ruling planets, memories, triggers, 
masks ~ abandon patterns, then come back.

…writing to cut winner ribbon ?”
“__No… to witness self in SuperSelf 
peel ego, identity, shame __”

silhouettes traded glass berry beads 
for cows ~ today its pendulum sherry
thoughts ornamented into 
sonnet or sestina for tiny 
trophy image to adorn this 
lifetime’s tin taste tardy
                             shedding continues poem 
after poem ~ 
unbearability undressing, holy 

this irresistible urge to bare toxic
flesh, blood, marrow, story before 
unseen mirrors offering hearers 
tasting reflections across etheric realms
                                 or ethnicity unfurled 

does judgement witness a rainbow story of 
aloneness, or another African sob
skit still to stage, perhaps
already ditched___ 

authenticity cares not 
lodict* underwrites 
each linear luminous wounding
poetic art sucks self 
s h a t 
                          t e r
                                             i n g 
on pious page 
                                   contests no more than 
tea leaves I need at four 
       tea simmers, verses hatch
              deconcretised moths flit from 
                 unconscious, subconscious 
        supraconscious
         Hera spells  t r a n s l u c e n t  ache 
floating across cosmic attunement, awake

prism magnetises indigo quarks 
filming imperceptible demolitions, hark
merkaba becomes courageous thumbprint
remembering Socrates, Sappho
                                  Keats, Tolstoy’s blueprints 

Jack of Beanstalk 
cheers wrinkled thighs  
I materialise God’s fragmented
sinew through qualia poems bleeding 

why bare blame stories unsung 
unhealed scars
exposing abandoned underbellies 
if poetic art cannot
unravel warp 
                     endurance weft 
neediness self-witnessing grief 
m o o n w a l k i n g  ecstasy or 
remorse 
samba-ing regret   
                                 sighing 
Sophia superlatives

because Soul trust is Truth Exposed 
       prism poetry immature or immaculate
refract tapestry symphonies 
          forgotten caved waltzes buried 
     honey sours not when 
                 best dressed couplets go 

              …unacknowledged 

neither does penumbra recede 
presencing watermarked 
imprints
its unghosted malted destiny 

paradoxically integrated, whole

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footnotes  
neologism : Lodict : imbuing essence of Compassionate Love, which at first seems biting, into diction by intentional embed of unseen wordless feelings, to raise consciousness frequency 
self-reflective question :  who am I to write for them ?
vulnerability moment : unbearability undressing, holy / forgiving, soul expands  
arena reference : first two lines 
mirror metaphor : conversation with mirror 
anadiplosis : tea leaves I need at four / tea simmers, verses hatch
conceit : traded glass berry beads for cows 
synaesthesia : unseen mirrors offering hearers / tasting reflections across etheric worlds : see, hear, taste, feel space
quotation : top of pg
litotes : poetry incarnate as Pandora I will not regret 
(duality) : Yay ! covered all rules, despite prism emitting spherical freedom at moment 

poem : 400words
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