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“I am not the body, which is but dust I am not fickle and limited mind To whom then comes the feral thrust of lust Or for that matter, thoughts loving and kind” Unseeking Seeker
I am more than a cosmic echo of the revolving sun, sprinkling saffron ashes, serenading silent songs. I am not the body, which is but dust; I soar beyond the meteor rivers flowing with fearless flickers of relentless atoms, where I shine deeper than the Milky Way, for I seek the unnamed stars and sear my spirit with supernova serenity, emanating compassionate glimmers, in garnet grace… I crumble not to the stormy gusts, pulling at my bones and gravity, and I refuse to allow the claws of darkness to steer this crystal odyssey of consciousness. I see the secluded cerulean through constellations of clarity, rinsing away the fogs of fickleness. I am the painter of my own midnight, taming transient thoughts, deaf to the tricking tunes and manipulative minutes reverberating through mechanical hands of my limitless perceptions. I am an awakened moonrise, surfing the ebb and flow of surging seasonal tides, embracing soft gold dialects of shifting turquoise, for this Fibonacci mind stretches beyond the constrained sequence of a societal web spun with cultivated lies, as life is a constant cruise through oceanic waves of blissful brines. ‘O supreme spirits swirling within spheres of sublime scriptures, let the material impulses fade into an abyss of forgotten urges, as erratic instincts of nature speak in egocentric accents. To whom then comes the feral thrust of lust? I no longer sway to self-serving mantras, for within this psyche sprouts purified lilies engrossed in jasmine jitters, untangling trailing vines to unlock the third eye chakra, igniting the empathetic light, where the lotus of love and kaleidoscopic hues of kindness collaborate with the seraphic heartbeat of Almighty in magnolia mindfulness.’ The essence of existence without faith and hope or, for that matter, thoughts loving and kind, is like a book of meaningless metaphors clouding our vision~ with pigments of pixelated peace. So I let my inked fingers flip, pages perfumed with perseverance and patience, placing titles on the celestial odes I’ve sketched across sizzling skylines, with anything but skin and skeletal thoughts, as the ascent aura of a divine rose~ mirrors the spiritual magic within my ambrosial soul.

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Date: 10/26/2024 10:04:00 AM
Such a beautiful flowing language rich poem! Xo
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Date: 10/23/2024 12:27:00 PM
I knew it was a winner, Sweetie. Congratulations.
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Date: 10/21/2024 4:33:00 AM
Congrats, love how your words always flow!
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Date: 10/20/2024 11:14:00 AM
Congratulations on your placement dear Inky!!!
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Date: 10/20/2024 10:09:00 AM
Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Have a very blessed day/week writing away..................
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Date: 10/18/2024 7:56:00 AM
IE, you are in a cosmic realm that is so very different from mine and how I think of my surroundings and thoughts. I am awed by your words as I find what you describe is beautiful and reflects meditative contemplation of life's existence that is beyond where I normally go. It really does make me smile!!!
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Date: 10/17/2024 1:09:00 PM
Very beautifully written, dear Ink. Your words tangle and turn to your soul's music. :)
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Date: 10/17/2024 6:01:00 AM
Wow.... I am sure you will walk away with the trophy. Unseeking Seeker will definitely love this poem. As far as the deeper meaning of life you seek above the trivial pleasures and the gratification of your soul as you see as paramount, life will definitely be made worthy. "I refuse to allow the claws of darkness to steer this crystal odyssey of consciousness." What a firm resolve! "Within this psyche sprouts purified lilies engrossed in jasmine jitters, untangling trailing vines to unlock the third eye chakra, igniting the empathetic light, where the lotus of love and kaleidoscopic hues of kindness collaborate in mindfulness.’" Love these lines. I am afraid, I may consume the entire space if I go to list the lines that appealed to me. The entire poem digs deep into the spirit of the lines of enquiry. Amazing write, dear Empress!
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Ink Empress
Date: 10/17/2024 10:26:00 AM
Wow thank you for your detailed comment, i edited this few times and accidentally posted without adding a line and your comment reminded me so now iv added that: ah! Hah hopefully seeker will notice: yes it is a bit metaphorical and his contests always encourage me to seek light within. Thank you for understanding and always being so supportive im grateful
Date: 10/16/2024 7:58:00 PM
I see winner written all over this one, Ink. You wove together the celestial soul with beautiful imagery
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Date: 10/16/2024 3:16:00 PM
Soul and strength of resolve conspire against worldly materialism. This theme is strikingly revived in your poem of deep thoughts and pertinent metaphors. I enjoy the strong narrative.
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Date: 10/16/2024 2:29:00 PM
Oh my! Dearest Empress, this is a tour de force encompassing spiritual, cosmic, transcendence, consciousness, and self-realization. So, where do I begin? Sooooo let me say that its true strength is in the flowing imagery and the lyrical language. Anything that deals effectively with philosophical and spiritual concepts captures my thoughts right at the git-go. I do think that the complexity and density of your amazing ideas are challenging…but wait, the rewards for us who stick it through with careful reflection will be more than satisfying. It is highly accomplished and shows your mature poetic voice, laying out such wonderful existential themes. I also think that you truly invite us to come up with multiple interpretations.
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Daniel Henry Rodgers
Date: 10/16/2024 2:31:00 PM
Yes, a fav for sure, and I wanted share my favorite verses: "So I let my inked fingers flip, pages perfumed with perseverance and patience, placing titles on the celestial odes." Autumn Blessings, My Dear Empress, Daniel
Date: 10/16/2024 11:20:00 AM
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust. A poetic phrase and fact that has been brought to my attention in quite a few places these days.
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Date: 10/16/2024 9:50:00 AM
What is wrong with lust? Especially lust between two beloved.. such a beautiful thing... anyway.. not sure about the title for this theme. I wonder if it is a grammar crime according to Andrea... As always your use of metaphors and alliterations are of a high standard.. Your adaption of the theme for The poem conveys a deep sense of spiritual transcendence, as you distance yourself from the physical body and earthly concerns ("I am not the body, which is but dust") and rises into a higher, cosmic consciousness ("I soar beyond the meteor rivers"). There's a strong focus on overcoming physical limitations and embracing a spiritual journey.
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Silent One
Date: 10/16/2024 9:52:00 AM
I like your poem for its lush, evocative language, which you always portray and this adds to your introspective journey that spans the cosmos while also delving deeply into the human spirit. The poem’s layers of meaning and intricate symbolism encourage a meditative reflection on existence, identity, and the pursuit of a higher state of being... As you can see you have been missed by your soupers..
Date: 10/16/2024 7:30:00 AM
sprinkling saffron ashes, serenading silent songs… ooo child them alliterations… I crumble not to the stormy gusts, me too papi… I old crumble to u!!! U smile n dhn i crumble!!!! see the secluded cerulean through constellations of clarity,.. mmm wat a sight to seee aeee… I am the painter of my own midnight, taming transient thoughts,… mmmm i can sooo resonate to that like !!! I no longer sway to self-serving mantras, for within this psyche sprouts purified lilies engrossed in jasmine jitters,.. ooo that flow!!! thoughts loving and kind, is like a book of meaningless metaphors… ooo papi that is heavyyy!! I’ve sketched across sizzling skylines, with anything but skin and skeletal thoughts,.. oo love the intensity !!! This piece is absolutely gorgeous…shows a very deep spiritual side of u that u r bound to emotionally … beautiful weave papi..
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Date: 10/16/2024 6:51:00 AM
Amazing, as is usual when reading your muse.... wonderful writing. God bless you. love, Gina
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Date: 10/16/2024 6:43:00 AM
The first line ! Wow
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Ink Empress
Date: 10/16/2024 7:17:00 AM
First line is enough lol

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