APPEAL OF ART
freed
concepts
transform
assumptive
gestures
liberate
longing
&
formulate
aspirational
harmony
to
regain
all-embracing
inner
necessity
WORLDS OF DREAMS-:-
derived
illuminations
shaped
elaboration
all-embracing
RECURRING IMAGERY
profuse
compositional
connotations
eternity
contrasted
as TRAINS OF THOUGHT
emblematic
reminders
imparted
before
after
we rise
although gravity and time
may hold us in the cupping
of their hands
we rise in a plethora of dreams
escaping above the vents
of circumstance
we rise into the tent
of all embracing;
and as if, and but, and still
we rise into each contemplation
new as the reckoning
of togetherness
draws us to the breath
of our existence;
rising, always rising
to meet the air of every day
to stay through every
active play and to meet
what will become.
the beauty of this world so much,
that I must blink with astonishment
to hold back tears.
If I could not blink I fear,
sixty per cent of who I am,
would leave me, in abject eagerness,
to kiss the earth.
Ego, not love, seeks vibrational match
for love is simply an effervescence
like yonder sun, lighting up each dark patch,
being quintessence of our soul’s essence.
Is not fickle love, that seeks a caress,
being dependent upon an exchange;
which if denied, soon begins to regress,
succumbing to cravings, our soul finds strange?
Love that is pure, is of the agape kind,
non-judging, all-embracing compassion,
a sublime radiance, no urge can bind
but perhaps such love is not in fashion.
If endearment be reduced to a trade,
deludedly, we assign love a grade.
Deludedly, we assign love a grade,
higher, if it gratifies our ego,
which is afraid to call a spade a spade,
need to be stroked, unable to let go.
As life unfolds and our consciousness shifts,
we may find that our interests diverge
but elixir of pure love, all hearts lifts,
radiating at all times, a bliss surge.
What matters at all times, is simply this,
that we see in our partner, divine light,
ensconced wherein, both our souls merge to kiss,
drenched in bliss mists, heightening heart’s delight.
Where love pulsates, there can remain no catch;
ego, not love, seeks vibrational match.
when heart be pure
grace fills us
we are grateful
is then grace
an attribute external
which now pulsates
within our heart
innocence
rejects the idea
of separation
be that as it may
we cannot deny
lack of awareness
as the cause of sin
when with love we concur
nodes within us stir
boundaries blur
by love we mean
effervescence eternal
non-judging, all embracing
seeing God’s light in all forms
"as sands fall"
as sands fall with time peace is always on my mind
searching light and beauty my eyes are all embracing
seeing past the far and beyond to the grace of life
unveiled are bright suns and moons shining explicitly
such are moments of harmony that penetrate my soul
SkyWatcher
07-20-23
We act in ignorance and call it sin,
being sadly, the genesis of guilt,
so if we wish to be free, let’s begin
by discarding beliefs that make us wilt,
remodelling mind on such beliefs built.
Love all embracing, is quick to forgive,
so let vibrancy be the way we live,
releasing ourselves from fears forms we spawn,
knowing God’s boundless love always does give,
living mindfully, each breath a new dawn.
Perfection I should gain; as perfect as the warmth of love,
Affluence, aspiration, and uprightness too should shove;
That substance, that essence, that omnipotent power sway,
That formal and final cause and effect only will stay...!
Could I call it Narvana, the confident negation?
Could I call it ethereal, eternal elation?
Is it one from whom the comely universe came to be?
Is it the source of all that I could see and cannot see...?
Is it Tian, the highest principle of all creation?
Is it causation, collation, and conscious cessation?
Endless energy, crucial truth, yet, indescribable,
Could its foundation and finish be so ascribable...?
Such as Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, All-embracing Allah,
The Father, Son, and the Spirit... Amen Alleluiah...!
Waheguru and numerous god-men and women, great,
Through them, with them, in them... I'll be in an ecstatic state...!!!
17 April 2023
Words cannot explain how you portray beauty.
Your grace is so immense it is captivating.
You have that glow and I think you know what I mean
When you enter a room all is consumed by your electricity.
The way you walk and talk has a allure that others flock like a bee to see.
The way you dress is to impress
You glide like the breezein the mist of other company
Your head attire is all embracing
Full of colour and stature
Captivating your beautiful face in a nice embrace
MY AFRICAN QUEEN.
Though warmly felt, for a doorway's
Loving presence;
Smilingly, to her, giving access
His preference;
Cold blown in shadow to this
Person of Love!
All-embracing fire, lights up, for home
Heaven above.
In deeper depths we strive to peek
through sharper optical technique
and glimpse beyond to sights unseen
with magnifying lenses keen
and special telescopic tweak.
Still here on earth with doublespeak
we inadvertent havoc wreak
albeit nature holds the lien
in deeper depths.
Yet ‘midst the visible mystique
within perception’s mien oblique
concealed beneath illusion’s screen,
could there be beingness serene
an all-embracing realm to seek
in deeper depths?
~ Harley White
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The poem is in the form of a rondeau…
A source of inspiration was the following…
NASA’s Webb Delivers Deepest Infrared Image of Universe Yet…
The fountain is opened,
The sky is rent apart,
They take their journey,
A purpose is to be fulfilled,
A mission is to be accomplished,
The journey of a raindrop,
Can't be wholly fathomed,
Its existence as an entity,
Is incomprehensible,
What we know is what we see,
What we see is what we believe,
It rinses clean the atmosphere,
It drains away the unclean substances,
Some float,
Some are deposited,
Harmful substances to an all-embracing host.
April 30, 2022.
Shall I compare you with -
Nectar-filled fine flowers?
fruits deliciously sweet?
Trees tall, sturdy and tough?
Soft curvy creeper-pleat...?
Shall I compare you with -
Mountainous green valleys?
Rivers and endless seas?
Amazon rain forests?
Tempests and gentle breeze...?
Shall I compare you with -
Creatures so beauteous?
Beasts of deserts and woods?
Sea creatures of all shapes?
humans with multi-moods...?
Shall I compare you with -
Cosmos and Milky Way?
You are the sum of all,
And have your say and sway;
In you all live and fall...!
10 April 2022
Form M - Monchielle - New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Theme: Nature
Shall I compare you with -
Nectar-filled fine flowers?
fruits deliciously sweet?
Trees tall, sturdy and tough?
Soft curvy creeper-pleat...?
Shall I compare you with -
Mountainous green valleys?
Rivers and endless seas?
Amazon rain forests?
Tempests and gentle breeze...?
Shall I compare you with -
Creatures so beauteous?
Beasts of deserts and woods?
Sea creatures of all shapes?
humans with multi-moods...?
Shall I compare you with -
Cosmos and Milky Way?
You are the sum of all,
And have your say and sway;
In you all live and fall...!
09 April 2022
New Tyranny
The dawn, after the rain had trumpet its force on the old roof tiles
it ceased to a soft drizzle harmless and tender.
Yes, I know I should get up at seven steeped as I´m a protestant work ethic.
Overcome by laziness, I slept for two hours more.
In my drowsiness, thought about how our freedom has been restricted by the internet,
our thought and secrets are no longer our property but shared by authorities that want
to know our innermost thoughts.
We are prisoners of an all-embracing society that will not tolerate thoughts
other than banal comments about a friend`s birthday.
What we heralded as a great instrument for communication
is perverted and spied on by our leaders.
Free speech only exists for those who have nothing to say and accept living
in the land of the convention.
Nothing can be nobler if we demand our right
not to be censured
and called seditious because we will not be trapped
in the trivial acceptance of perceived lies.
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