Best Configurations Poems
I saw truant clouds wading through late evening sky.
With sunset, they got dyed in varying shades,
Forming into configurations of differing shape and size!
Giants, mountains and raw bundles of fluffy wool,
To be woven into yet a hundred patterns.
Twilight shadows slowly began to fall,
Like gauzy gossamer webs here and there
Night came stepping down from the heights.
I heard the wind singing through the leaves.
Their sweet cadence lifted my moods.
From the forest, a nightingale echoed a happy note.
Crickets in chorus chanted in sonorous tones.
As I looked on, from creamy cotton clouds,
Full moon emerged like a seductive temptress.
What a majestic sight of incomparable beauty!
Stars were seen as silver sequences stitched on,
An unfurling cerulean veil of chiffon silk.
I felt so weightless, being lifted to great heights.
As I lost myself in the irresistible charm of the night,
A thousand butterflies of joy danced within me.
"Tertium guid...."
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Spending a few moments pondering
The syllogism of existentialism, and
All of the pages of histories
Finds, movements, theories and themes....
The intricities; complexities
Compounds; variables and factors
Real or imagined?
Proven, and reproven
Or, reasonings and conclusions
Breakthroughs!?
How far we've come
How far we've gone
On and on, and on and on....
Scientifical; anthrolifical; astronomical
Enlightenments, and advancements
Psychological; philosophical
Both, for me and you
That is, if we do, share
The same points of view?
Oh how I love complete silence
Stillness....
The meditation of contemplation
Trying to take hold, of the transitory
And to incise it, into forevers
Monomorphic stone!?....
Standing amid, a quaglistic earthium
Chisms of revisums; revisums, of the isms
Circular conjugation, concoursing
It's configurations....
Unbeknown, toward, a conflagration
Beyond the eyes?
This, schizogenic, schizogenesis
Genesis, of another nature
"Dementia Praecox"....With no eraser!
Gabylon, now in every nation....
Welcome, to, "My View!!!"
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......Helter Skelter.......
Note: Smile ~ A repost as a contribution
towards the Halloween spirit here at..
..Poetry Soup!:) ~
The ground rumbles, ominously, I'm on the steep side of a Mississippi River Bluff, mid-August, gathering bursting crimson red trophies of Staghorn Sumac for my favorite sumac-ade, a spright, invigorating tonic I enjoy this time of year. The smell in the air, forest-sage beginning to dry and ripen, the bitter tang of scattered paper-birch bark chimneys...must keep alert for the origins of the earthly rumble.
The unsettled earth, sweet and bitter smells...mix with my age and I sit down as if in a trance and drift asleep...harkening back to my training as a young man in a Manhattan Bagel Deli, assembling prep-stations for the customer onslaught about to descend. Proofed bagel dough, seeded and rotating in the elevator slate-shelved oven after a frothy malt-bath in the bubbling giant kettle, delectable aromas of fairly vibrating paper-sliced spiced meats and piquant aged cheeses, briny sheets of smoked lox, pots of sweetly acidic capers and luminous heirloom tomatoes...
But I'm much older now, my mind remembers, but my body can't function like it once did, I can't perform the once-easy configurations effortlessly like before.
The rumbling, just my imagination...
I awaken, gather my bunch of fluorescent sumac, which I am still able to concoct, mindful of God's Grace in my spiritual and physical evolution...He
Has Blessed me with.
8-13-20
6:03 am
Slow by Flower
I am here
You say
Teasing every breath
Into original
Continual
Perpetual
you whisper out this
Love
I am here
Here behind the day
Inside the night
Laying translucent in these configurations of
Light
You are here
In a billion forms
Of the message of
Love
Incapable of judgment
Unconditional
Slow by flower
We grow
Slow by flower
We understand
And in our faces
You hold perception
Embraced
For all your questions
Our choices remain
We walk through the halls of the traveler
And dance through the unexplained
My voice echoes daily
A susurration spoken to a thunderclap
A single drop of rain
Calling
I am talking
To you
What is it that you do not know ?
What is it that you do not perceive ?
Inside these constructs you have created
Everything is me
Slow by flower
Time in time breathes
Speaking a dawn
Where the seeds of your heart
Are seen
It will only take a moment
I am a moment of clarity
I am here
I am now
You say
I am sipping this wine
And writing these lines
To read them in return
If only
You
If only
If only
If only…………….
[ Poet’s Note : This is a Companion Poem to my
I AM : 2025 poem ]
“essence in naked soul cannot
evolve Spirit or It’s quest for life eternal
form as veil is mandatory to experience
truth, for every fractal of Great All”
Poet
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through aeons I traversed timelines
dimensions, conversed across realms
realities merged my cloak of bliss
rainbow coloured surged
down from Purest of Pure at His
injunction to experience with
experiment creative powers
~ intellect from higher to lower
wider to narrow — criss-crossing
mind acquired desires, missions
magnetic in hunger to achieve
conceive ~ enfleshed it meshed
wisdom neglected or perfected
for to journey back Home soul
needs ego’s evolving fractal face
density’s grace in cloaks of class
culture, gender, shadows, endless configurations, admirations
sensuous touches fire, water, air, earth
hunger, satiation, poverty, wealth
health, sickness - form is norm, witness
embellished in garments of choice it ascends ladders of sagacity ~ how else to transmute accumulated debits-credits but via robing then disrobing ?
peeling chosen garbs, it fingers light as dark,
vice versa - coin flips dips magnetic
Spirit is infinite form-formlessness
Supreme chuckling creative game —-
ONENESS all the same
"Bright Star Rose"
Bright Star shone on the bright side far beyond the dark side
Bright Star let the dark slide between and underneath
the cracks burning in the road well travelled under the Others' soles
and Bright Star’s soul levitated much higher above the ground
from the base of those Other empire state stories' eyes
steadfast in their lofty realms hived in all those lost bodies
united in a bad bad dream
and Bright Star soft falling mask of eremite melting
rose higher and brighter than bright
and kissed the highest hidden brightest star
blazing in the darkest night's dark indigo blue sky
and Bright Star riding the waked forever in a sweet unrest
outshone the singularity of the eclipsed
enraptured and embraced as Love is
in the Hidden's timeless breast
Candide Diderot. ‘24
"In all configurations
The curve is the thing that can go back on itself
Over and over
As the stars turn around each other
And light the way for travelers
Who come along through time
Looking for that one that could bend the path just so
To take us home
And light shines
And light shines
Around the table, where they all sit smiling
Hands with fingers moving as they tell their stories of being lost
Then found
No matter what the place, they saw the face
Of one who showed the way along the road well-traveled..."
"Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art"/John Keats, 1819
"And Light Shines"/David Lynch
"Meditative Rose"/Salvador Dali, 1958
"The Road not Taken"/Robert Frost, 1915.
What a day you chose, Grandma Mine!
To quake, to move, to shiver, to shake
Thereby to ravage, to savage, to shatter,
The celebrations of Mother India Republic Day.
A female snake eating her own children!
What bad karma those school children had done?
What configurations of the planets took place
In the natal charts of those thousand killed?
Million years ago you jolted and rocked,
Opening up the Atlantic & creating Indian Ocean,
Delinking India from Africa and Sri Lanka.
Those oceans are widening & the Pacific shrinking.
Will North America & Asia drift into each other?
*The twelve plates mate and hate each other,
Caribbean to Cocos & Indian to Eurasian.
Your wanton ways to be taken as blessing in disguise?
Your natural acts as great levelers? Or
HE made the world to fit best to create & destroy.
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*There are 12 twelve plates of our mother earth. It is based on the earthquake
that shook India's seaside area on 26th January 2000, the Independence Day of
India.
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Form: Ode
tenth place win
Contest by Linda
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June 16, 2005
Dr. Ram Mehta
Form: Irregular Ode
Featured on PS on 3/20/2011
The poem was posted on the day I joined Soup. Originally it is one of the
Poem published in my Poetry Book "The Roamings" (2000)
Evanescent parlays
of paradoxical exposure
expecting perceivable combustion,
hindsight still plays unavoidable heady games
aftermath perception lives up to mean arithmetic
Specificity of angular slants contrasting circles'
spatial commitment to conformity's configurations - -
square pegs will never fit societal a$$holes
She is whimsical midst-escaping
blackness & beige stagnation,
reverberant betwixt musicality &
fictitious paisley fabrications,
recognizes the actuality of her
enigmatic spirit's frivolity,
well-defined by her quirky
quintessence serving her far beyond
periods of reflective flourishes,
has never been a slave to social
expectations nor gravitas of
worldly-minded undertakings,
materialism is not her cuppa tang
nor an applicable proposition,
heartfelt inclination is e'er creation
and the freedoms it relishes,
you may catch glimpses midway
seascapes & ocean's roar or
summits of splendiferous
mountain's sumptuous loftiness,
swaggers 'bout configurations
and milky way's artsy effulgence,
plays amidst wistful forests with
nymphets and poisonous toadstools
sashays 'round wildflower meadows
blanketed yonder moon blushes,
sun-kissed & star dusted she's
collectively nightfall 'pon daylight,
envisages building soaring air castles
amidst macrocosms high-rise skies'
timelessness whence humankind
shall humbly recognize enlightened
ceremony of incommensurate
resoluteness & obsessive commitment
furthermost nature's conceptualizations
Building Castles in the Sky Contest -Steven Henderson
I'm slinging dope rhymes from grams to kilos at times.
Committing felony crimes weight of these lines.
My word's hold weights of digital scales an
impale compared to Harvard & Yale.
Life's fanatics dramatics of adicitts.
Here's to the intense & immense headrush
face turns blush feeling life’s plush.
Floods the veins straight to the brain
Releases the pain.
Takes the blame
Notoriety for the fame
Propensity of insane.
Life's game.
Double dynamics in aesthetics of life's
wicked minds provocative abstract crimes
unique designs provoking mind with twice
the rhymes.
Mesmerizing my life & time's provoking line's
commemorating provocative crazy mind’s
Bleeding & seeding impeding heart's
repeating & pleading succeeding
reading my rhymes.
Wicked Romancer an architect of accentuating
aesthetics in the architecture of aesthetically
pleasing rhymes.
I spit & bananas splits with chocolate sediments
appeasing & teasing.
Provocative minds with pockets full of tasty
rhymes the complexity of my tasty bits in lines.
Ambidextrous configurations accentuate
double dynamics of wicked rhymes a
philosophy of conjuring wicked mind's.
I Promote innovation without hesitation
or else the desecration of creation by strangulation.
Asphyxiation of dynamic creativity longevity of
exquisite multi-faceted wizardtrii & ageless
philosophy's streamlining ergonomics of unique mind's.
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immortality
wide-spread human delusion
short lived confusion
denies the fragility
of living on this planet
most plain simple words
will have much longer life spans
than any human
focusing on the person
blurs the image of mankind
seven thousand years
of known human history
but a minute glitch
within millions of eons
contained in this existence
feeling immortal
misinterprets eternal
limits perspective
evolution's main purpose
better configurations
Coma like consciousness resurfaces
Enclosed in a capsule shaped sleep chamber
A few vague abstract shapes pass and repass
Overhead LED lights flash response
Feeling for control pressure area
Oxygen floods now obsolete chamber
The glass frame clicks and glides swiftly open
Stepping out Grayson squats to do knee bends
"Hi" and a friendly tap on his shoulder confirms
First Mate Adams has likewise awakened
Refreshed after a dry crystal shower
He meets up with his colleague once again
The onboard computer interrupts with
update logistical data read out
Which lasts approx. eleven earth hours
Grayson takes up his first watch duty role
Familiarising relevant complans
Compiling notes on configurations
While studying the moon's crater surface
Alien report flashes up on screen
Sentient. All O.K. No import flares
Star Planet Ogilvy one light year away
"Hi Grayson", greets Adam's approaching frame
"Any adverse affects from your nano sleep?"
"No Doc", Grayson responds positively
Then automatically checks his stun gun
Noting Adams back view does not compute
A pulsating neck protuberance glows red
Horror struck Grayson then sees it turn purple
As he raises his gun to eye level
Adams then turns unexpectedly
Seeing the lazar ray hone in on him
Smile freezes and registers shock on his face.
Dated: 9th March 2014
"Tertium guid...."
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Spending a few moments pondering
The syllogism of existentialism, and
All of the pages of histories
Finds, movements, theories and themes....
The intricities; complexities
Compounds; variables and factors
Real or imagined?
Proven, and reproven
Or, reasonings and conclusions
Breakthroughs!?
How far we've come
How far we've gone
On and on, and on and on....
Scientifical; anthrolifical; astronomical
Enlightenments, and advancements
Psychological; philosophical
Both, for me and you
That is, if we do, share
The same points of view?
Oh how I love complete silence
Stillness....
The meditation of contemplation
Trying to take hold, of the transitory
And to incise it, into forevers
Monomorphic stone!?....
Standing amid, a quaglistic earthium
Chisms of revisums; revisums, of the isms
Circular conjugation, concoursing
It's configurations....
Unbeknown, toward, a conflagration
Beyound the eyes?
This, schizogenic, schizogenesis
Genesis, of another nature
"Dementia Praecox"....With no eraser!
Gabylon, now in every nation....
Welcome, to, "My View!!!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
......Helter Skelter.......
in my city of Canada ...
the snowdrop flower ... welcomes Spring
growing through the melting snow
the flower contour is a snowdrop
even a single is impressive
snowdrops are a symbol used in poetry
~ soon garden nurseries are selling
pansies in a wild rainbow of saturations
that can survive our still cold nights ~
and then come the petunias
that cheerful garden favorite for window boxes
in a multitude of hues and configurations
I love the type that grow like a wave
for my hanging baskets ...
~ some of the names for petunia varieties
so poetically named are ... dream, magic
cascade, horizon, fantasy, and more ~
but, my absolute favorite Spring flower
is the tulip ... a jewel-like beauty
that only blooms for 3 to 7 days
to create sweeping beds breathtaking ...
in every tint and intensity imaginable and guise
the spiritual meaning of a tulip is love, reflection,
forgiveness and 'new beginnings' ...
~ a bit of history- in 1945 Canada sheltered
the future Dutch Queen Julianna during WW2 Nazi
occupation and in thanks the Dutch sent
thousands of tulip bulbs ... and still do ~
a single perfection, a ruffled, a striped... each beautiful
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May 7, 2021
Poetry/Free Verse/beautiful Spring flowers
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1353-335-07
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, The Most Beautiful Flowers
You've Seen Blossoming This Spring So Far
sponsor, M.L. Kiser, Judged 05/27/2021
First Place
My precious hand sanitizer how I love you so much.
You make me feel O so powerful killing 99.99%
Of those bedraggled germs
Your strong smell is more forceful than a king
You come in many hues
And many configurations and are immaculate in all ways
You are my powerful assassin
Some can not handle your forceful power
And mighty smell
But I can with stand it
Some people spite you but not I
You are my right hand man
All the infinitesimal germs on my hands fear you
The fear you spread through the germs
Moves faster than wildfire
And stronger than lighting
You are my warrior in a bottle
My precious hand sanitizer what would I do without you
My hands are the country and you are my warrior
You keep the sickness at bay
When I put you on, you wrap my hands with your powerful might
My precious hand sanitizer I love you so much
And you make me feel O so powerful
-Malaki Fleming
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