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Rumi Verse: The universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself, everything that you want you already are.
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Phenotype-inherited flaw chimera
fantasy flurry forth flamboyantly
secretive, lambent, and wassail,
steely eyes scan a vast gray abyss
gnarled thumbs on icy glass
black hooks spun by water
tides ceaselessly track time,
while being clever
wishing for an elegant silver tongue
I vociferously promote morality,
excess hormones will lead to acne soon
dewy dreams, and a thorny itch
first crush, thrill—a mild kiss
a fancy fumbled fresh, fluffy filly love
then arose torn love and memory
after that, work unfolded,
I abandoned the nest to raise my brood
humanly inspired, I flirt with betrayal,
My family life and unity ruined me
spiral declines with time
I'm slipping irreversibly into oblivion.
Assess my dalliance surely again
peaks, where skeptic sight was useless
wu wei-style, dolce far niente,
demure, reflective virtues
In desultory stances
to an untrained eye, seems diaphanous
I handled tasks with ebullience
to re-energize and invigorate
a sky full of stars
sense of lush grass underfoot
air is scented with jasmine,
soaking it all in and letting it swirl
realizing I am one with nature
all my atoms are universe holograms
fugacious furtive, never aghast,
after hearing planetary music
I feel its awe-inspiring forbearance
with two powerful legs and gab
freedom inspires me to waltz
no challenge is too bountiful,
I walk joyfully as they unfold
no matter where it takes me, I'm there.
I often reset my mind,
over life's fine imbrication
mourning icy loss of passion as a myth
warmly honoring my spirit with a glass
Imbibing libations in honor of death,
I recede into shades of labyrinthine
scan synthetic love's eerie apex
plastic people whiz from afar
I drink excessively to dream
I felt jolted in my dizzy daze
Frames, drawings, and pots in disarray
eyes pleading, walls licking fire
demon-gazing bloody hands
smirking faces—were once family,
fearful, thwarted, distraught, duped
lost innocence—a painful, ugly truth
once-made hands—jealous seraphim
scars cross—in quilt stitching,
no beauty remains—it was stolen
a wounded angel—still stands
and pondering—why no one realize this?
blue-tinged seashore memory,
engulfing my sorrow alone
wondering where years went
dreams soared, days atrophied, prey ripped
shaping, bribing, cheating—even for clay,
tears of silence dwindled—shadowed my life.
Written: January 10, 2023 For Jaymee Thomas Contest
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2024
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