Best Epitomises Poems

Keats’ Nightingale

The romantic poets were too early to postulate total atheism,
And so freshened up the church by aligning god with nature,
And I believe they had a preference for nature over god or theism, 
Because they never posit him as social with high, tall stature.

Keats says...

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Components form a basic need
A plant produced, a healthy seed
Light and warmth, spring water flow
Tranquil air helps plants to grow
 
The sunshine rays that beam with light
With health, green leaves shall stand upright
Natural cycles won’t evolve
A dark surround, left bare and cold
 
That light...

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Born in 1915 at Birkenhead by the Port River Inlet 
A son of Port Adelaide  as one of the best youd get
In the days before bridges he would row
Across the river to training and games hed go

He debuted for the Magpies in 1936 at...

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I write a lot of rubbish and I think that you'll agree,
the garbage coming from my mouth epitomises me.
My muse thinks I'm a refuge truck and fills me with it's waste,
I often have to spew it out to take away the taste.

But one man's cast...

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an easy smile
winning demeanour 
arising spontaneously 
epitomises effervescence 
bubbling forth as magnetism 
ignition renewal continual 
reverberating within
gushing forth thus
as vibrant bliss

18-April-2023...

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POINTS of REFERENCE
reinventing
 tradition
on display
undeniably
 arresting
 at
 making waves
 defined
in
 the  contemporary
&epitomises
in
bedecked settings
 deliberately
elongated
unresolved
& unravelled
 happening

prominence
 of
the
touchstones 
 the
of
the
explicit
both
 intense
&passionate
 with flashes
of
 fixating 
on
the
 fascinating

composition
of the bespoke
 that intersect
astonishingly diverse
& paradoxically
 sense 
of
the
 cool aesthetic
  simultaneously
  painterly
 offsets 
the conceptual
elaborate
&
equivalent


NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay &...

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No agenda on the shelf,
aliveness renews itself
with no doing on our part
save observing time depart.

Endless striving, needless strife,
epitomises our life,
deepening our delusion,
in bondage to illusion.

Inquiring not who we are,
in trance we're drifted afar,
feeding both desire and fear
that blocks bliss from drawing near.

Desire pursuit is alright
but...

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“oh hermit, listen to your loving heart
for that is where bliss ignition restarts”

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Blind
to tears 
yet unshed,
as also deaf
to the entreaty
of diffidence muted,
clumsy, callous, eristic,
bigot living life in stupor
epitomises primitive man,
accidentally in human body.

Identity manifest here transient;
introspection revealing to us
coordinate at which we are.
If lower cravings...

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Those practicing Tantra urge us to celebrate,
albeit in an aspect of childlike trust and surrender,
whilst Buddhists lay emphasis on emptiness,
essentially negating play of aversion and desire
and as for fundamentalists, lost in the scriptures,
lost in labyrinths of ritual, they know not magic of zen.

Spontaneity of innate...

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Unbroken awareness continuum 
amidst hues of divine love vibrations,
vivifying thus our mind body prism,
epitomises our meditation,
wherein bliss renews without cessation.
Yet here too ego pursues with vigour,
self appraising that we are the doer.
The shadow looms until we vaporise,
as a mist of bliss in realms far higher,
beholding...

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Having slowed down thought flow and so relinquished identity,
although formless presence continues to ensoul organic form,
there now remain no ego cravings that confine consciousness,
whose fulcrum is centred somewhere in the vast, vibrant void,
beyond the invisible cage of space and teasing taunts of time
and so as...

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as the silent witness
to all comings and goings
vibrancy in staid nonchalance 
epitomises our orientation 
in mode embrace and release 
with attention fixated within
in reverberations of bliss
enabling consciousness shift
from duality to singularity 
at will thus breath by breath
in a time dissolved continuum...

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the flow of life propels us 
love tweets are uttered 
the echo may return
or it may not 
vibrancy exults
nonchalance is still
this orientation epitomises
our bilocating consciousness...

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To attain quietude,
first things first, thoughts must cease,
that thus, free from desire,
wayward ego’s consigned
to the funeral fire.

To attain quietude,
nonchalant to outcomes,
present in the moment,
staid stillness invokes grace;
bliss magnetism potent.

To attain quietude,
round the clock, all the time,
our choice of cessation,
epitomises our
soul’s orientation.

To attain quietude, 
shifting from...

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to compose a poem
if we need to think
it is better we pause
in the gap when we blink

spontaneity rekindles
our innermost essence
effervescence epitomises 
our soul’s quintessence 

in our natural element 
spirit shapes life’s course
there is in truth no need
for application of force

when we set up an intent...

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