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Calyx of the Noosphere

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Written: August 17, 2025, for contest sponsored by: Rob Carmack Quote“Let there be no boundaries. When you lose all sense of self, the bonds of a thousand chains will vanish. Lose yourself completely, return to the root of the root of your own soul” - By Rumi *********** I sipped from the calyx of core delight, a dusky elixir steeped in dopamine’s effervescent whisper— and the world, erstwhile mundane, became a chatoyant tapestry of evanescent truths. The walls sighed slightly. Not in the metaphor arena— They throbbed, aquiver, With a sapphire auric touch, each brick is a doppelgänger. of some long-lost self. My limbs, once velvety, turned to lissome vines waltzing through the horizon of lush lagoon reverie. I was hungry for meaning. but found it a chorus of voices, amorphous, shapeless, a palimpsest of pastiche and prophecy. Time fractured— a pavonine shimmering spilled across the sphere of memory. I beheld my joy, blithely besieged by the clamor of disorder, and still, it twirled. with emulous passion in the cottage of my marrow. Epiphany hard-won not as a blaring trumpet, but as an aphonic balm— a murmurous susurrus in the riparian streams of my noetic flesh I was not ontic, but rather an iconoclast. I was both an iconoclast and dear. both amort and zoetic, a rubicund speck in the celestial glow The collective noosphere surrounds it. The mind— that winding maze— offered no panacea, only a twist of insight and its evanescent brightness. I beheld my nemesis. in the mirror’s moiety: a charming crone, disheveled and tenderly smiling, Her gaze was soft with weariness. Her voice was gentle and silent. And I understood— Awareness is winnowing. a desultory dalliance with the unutterable. To behold is to dissemble. To feel is to effloresce. I emerged. not healed, but imbued— a scintilla of the sumptuous, a fleeting felicity in the halcyon hush of the waking world.

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Date: 8/18/2025 5:08:00 AM
beautiful and inspiring poem, specially love images, thanks poet
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Date: 8/18/2025 1:11:00 AM
There are so many beautiful phrases in this poem, a painting of emotions and perfect imagery. You're the best of the best.
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Date: 8/17/2025 9:12:00 PM
Wow... wow! This is simply beautiful. Your alliteration and your choice of images are so pleasing. The tone of the poem is so pleasing from start to finish- Reading this poem I too 'sipped from the calyx of core delight'. "Epiphany hard-won not as a blaring trumpet, but as an aphonic balm— a murmurous susurrus in the riparian streams of my noetic flesh" . Love these lines. Such a masterfully composed poem.
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Date: 8/17/2025 5:20:00 PM
This is a magnificent creation, Sotto. The imagery is simply delightful! I also enjoyed this classical version of The House of the Rising Sun. Best of wishes for the contest, my friend.
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Date: 8/17/2025 4:53:00 PM
I enjoyed the alliterative phrases gently placed within this poem. I felt like I was sharing an intimate journey with you. I especially liked 'halcyon hush.' Halcyon is one of my favorite words :-) A splendid poem, masterfully constructed, and a joy to read, Sara
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Date: 8/17/2025 12:43:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Have a blessed day writing away..............
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