Best Continuum Poems

Life, an infinite continuum
feeding on its own death,
and we, self glorified in its midst,
on knife's edge of infinity,
daydream reflections of time,
mirrored images that seem like two,
are only one wheel of life and mortality;
parallel realities whose paths cross
      like wisps of...

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Line of inquiry:
“since thoughts speak in past tenses,
drop mind, rely on senses,
embracing and releasing,
pain pangs and pleasure pleasing”
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I will turn away from the shadows
         of what once I knew, 
mirroring the past
     ...

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Utopia's Slippery Slope Continuum 

        Trees of pink snow bloom
     by the lake when Spring is full
           Young warriors dream

    ...

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The sky bathes the harbor in cyan turquoise
cadet-blue sea foam bubbles the only gorget one has
versus the flamingos and canaries absconding littoral mire
the gashes on my feet, the burn in my gracilis
have returned me yet again to
sanctum:
la vie en rose,

where

lips breathe lunarias into drift bottles
love...

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Meditate upon the natural order of things.  When you go outside yourself,  take the mossy path of consciousness over to the waters edge and drink.  
Refresh from its wonders and it will give you more then mere matter . Dip in its...

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Hope my friend is found within
 and faces tomorrow
Grasping promises given.

Faith you see is hope evidenced today 
through how I'm actin' and livin',

And Love is seen in yesterday, 
where faith and hope bloomed true, 
And through that demonstration of love
Hope is born anew....

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"I always thought of my introversion as a flaw,
until the world was thrown into chaos and isolation;
and my flaw became my greatest asset."
                      ...

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Dawn iced the birdbath and crisped the sunless air
to show time for winter to claim its shivered share.
Indeed the season is born again anew
just like the ones as a boy I knew.

So it is with every season since planet’s birth.
Each comes again asserting its worth
and...

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I am Buddha...

         w a l l o w i n g 
in the refreshing stillness,
A lone swan 
smoothly gliding
 in the stream of present time. 
Everything slows 
to a snail pace;
   With my mind...

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How do you tell a poet and artist apart?
Does the sun set or rise in the eyes or heart?

Is the moon dry-or-wet impassioned?
Is the continuum of colors, real or imagined?
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A life in a day begins in the morn.
A day in a life begins when you're born.
Between night and day, life will have it's way.
Until the sun sets, you will have to stay.

Where does the sun go when you take your last breath?
And twilight begins...

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by Michaelw1two

 Thinking’s challenge is to weigh,
 all of one’s life substance;
 quandary thus, illogical fuss,
 which blinds the mind's acutance;
 adscititiously into thoughts bleed,
 vitiated indurate boastance;
 corrumpable sequella fortuity,
 each thought, is truth’s desistance.

 Retrospectively choices trial,
 stands outside an untidy purport;
 merycism...

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The joy continuum never does fades
As long as flame of awareness holds true
Relying always upon God for aid
Vibrancy steady as each breath renews

Throb of magnetic heat within rising
Essence of presence flowing joyfully
Orientation calm and unseeking 
Ups and downs of life witnessed serenely

The child within, delighting...

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Haiku - a thought provoking bunch!

Alone - yet a continuum...!

In this universe,
alone - yet a continuum,
woven - warp and weft!

Mind always rakes up,
our ego that awaits, takes-up,
blatant differences!

No thing and nothing,
ever in isolation, connect,
with all - resurrect!

Find that in you - where,
oneness from deep within...

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When I reached the edge of the abyssal night,
in plain view of the condensation of stars,
when "us" was impossible
to carry rolled in my school backpack,
and it all became a fact,
 without step back,
the conversion of yesterdays
 closed in my bones,
It no longer mattered how I...

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