Best Interweaving Poems
Skywardly yearning,
wheeling and turning,
an exaltation of larks!
Lines interleaving,
wings interweaving
an orchestration of arcs!
Just shadow and light
imbuing their flight,
shape-shifting magic they fly.
With artistic flair,
their canvas the air,
this brush of wings paints the sky!
Categories:
interweaving, bird,
Form:
Verse
01 March 2011
Just Like Father
For every single day, you’ve watched me
Remember how’d I express my thoughts
My feelings you would express as yours
Daily routine, together we stumbled to practice
In your humming, I fondly put words and we sing
In your asking, I become a learner and perceiver
In being inquisitive, I should rationalize
To prove certain things, you would not understand by now
We go on the same haircut as always the crew cut
We paired off dresses in every outdoor moment
Have the same craving for foods and things to do
Like a spider web, hanging out, interweaving close ties
“Just like Father,” words come out from your lips
I am proud to hear this coming from you
“Just like Father,” means you want to be like me
You are my son and only true admirer
I wish I could give you the best of me
You are my little hero
Wakes me up, when I fell into an uneasy sleep
You are my little angel
Guard me through the walk in the darkest pathway
You’re my son and only true resemblance
Categories:
interweaving, inspirational, love, me, son,
Form:
Free verse
Memory of past,
imagination of mirrored future,
evolve dipolar octaves of functional form,
informating appositional contention,
encoded, and therefore neurally decoding,
recoding
reconnecting from past to future to past regenerators
implicate ordered language and iconic relationships,
numeric transliterations across universal paradigms,
transformatively intuited,
transubstantiated semiotics,
transductive integrity of right and left ellipticals
eco-metaphysical and ego-physical fractalfunction
mind/body interweaving
multisystemic regenesis
of full hued harmonies
and curious orthopracticing temperaments,
Redeeming peace,
time as reiteratively co-arising mindfulness,
eco-ethics as co-incidentally mentoring evolution,
ecologic as logos moral syntax,
economics as normative co-investment order,
eco/ego-entifying as bilateral Earth Justice
Echoing resonance
informing dipolar functions
filling balanced forming farms
growing Yintegral empowerment
with radiant Yang enlightenment
Not Polynomial double-negative boundaries
and margins
balancing poly-binomial (1/0) spacetime,
double-bound temporal-aptic neural strings,
never too late or early,
of resonant holonic calculation,
rational trigonomials,
fractally revolving geometrics,
permaculturing square-emergent roots
resonating Life's reverse-hierarchic
exponential Win-Win Tree.
Eco-nutritional revolving roots
of power
produce Earth's rainbowed metric rhythms,
branching eco-nutritional harmonic crowns
of light.
Categories:
interweaving, beauty, color, earth, math,
Form:
Free verse
SKY
It slides down silently
From the naked branches of tree
Hanging bats of shadow
And creeps incessantly
In the barren alleys
When the hearsay of the sun crosses
The western sky
From the womb of the horizon
From bamboo grooves
From the meeting halls of villages
From running sewerage
From balconies
From bungalows
From palaces
From castles
There sprout numerous streamlets
Of stinking vices
And immense wings of darkness
Interweaving itself
Make a hefty nest
On the blunt conscience of population
Where numerous tongues of desire
Getting algebraically multiplied
Every day in comparison to the last
Put a garland of upheaval
In the neck of silence
And there accumulate
Thousands years of old benevolence
Heritage of customs
And worn out dreams
Sparkles attached with gut
And taking fire in its gall
Slowly and steadily
Sky begins to shut in hut
Categories:
interweaving, allegory, angst, community, conflict,
Form:
Blank verse
Cycloidal forms transmuting to the involute
obduration under duress a malleable direction
coming to nothing just the gearing of time
Spartan gates left open to a millennium of thought
three legged animals given there a soft palfrey canter
air floating fish seen and their no need water
still the rusting coulter rusts and rusts
the power such lasciviousness constant thought
why would a simple man under go such agglomeration
deracinate weak seeming silly there the confederations
let us all sharpen so freeing all thought
fools are fools concomitant if you will keep with it
monsters lovely chimeras and beauty
entering the world of Hieronymus Bosch
let us not be reduced to the witch of Buchenwald
interweaving ourselves into their existence
Categories:
interweaving, allegory,
Form:
Free verse
"Caim"
Caim
in time
labyrinthine
tale swallowed
serpentine
Caim
in time
heart kept
secure in the
central fortress mine
Serpentine
swallowed
labyrinthine tales
cooed her love Basilisk
night terrors and turtledoves
Turtledoves
followed trails
of diamonds dripping
through hazy windows emerald
reflecting you
precious pearls
slipping wisdom o’er
rusty halos for a golden crown
we all fall down
after rain comes sunshine
Caim
You
in time
to find my love
labyrinthine
little fugue
in G minor
Caim
You
in time
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
gvlm
“Like a Woman Should” / Hayley Mary
https://youtu.be/_hrIFu8RNdA
"The circle is open,
but never broken.
The love of Light
is forever in my heart.
I thank you Light
for lending
your energy tonight.
I call the Guardian
of the element of Light
to watch over this sacred circle.
Merry meet,
and merry part,
and merry meet again."
Caim
https://tadhgtalks.me/2016/06/30/celtic-wisdom-the-caim/
Magic
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magic_circle
Ring a Ring o' Roses
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_a_Ring_o%27_Roses
fugue, n.
1.
Music -
a contrapuntal composition in which a short melody or phrase (the subject) is introduced by one part and successively taken up by others and developed by interweaving the parts.
2.
Psychiatry -
a loss of awareness of one's identity, often coupled with flight from one's usual environment, associated with certain forms of hysteria and epilepsy.
Fugue in G Minor
Why is it called Little Fugue in G minor?
Bach's Fugue in G Minor for organ (BWV 578) is known as the "Little" G minor not because it is a work of small importance or even because it is an unusually short work in its own right, but simply so that it and the much longer and later "Great" G minor Fantasia and Fugue (BWV 542) might not be mistaken for one another ...
"Maid"/Netflix
https://www.netflix.com/au/title/81166770
Categories:
interweaving, love, magic, mother daughter,
Form:
Free verse
The clown
Circuit circuits
moving round in circles
swings and roundabouts
junctions dead ends
living closures and
beginnings
The fool wise man
woman child in all
posits mocks
understands the world
beauty horror
misgivings paths
ahead and gone
retrieved adventoured
learned felt inspected
long gone present
Re-chisseles
comprehends in
jest and wonderment
The jester
foolhardy
and foolproof
scribes in stone
and pencil
when fool’s gold
is just enough
where paradise
develops based on
hopes beliefs
and inner truth
The clown speaks
joy in face
of darkness
insight desperation
inspiration sweating
away the clouded
skies of dogma
digma paradigm
A joker true to
juddered jibes
jewels miracles
astonished tunes
informal charters
melodies and scented
wordings
bridges schisms
buffering the madness
infinite insanity
impoverished delusion
A senseless idiot
giving idioms
meaning iconoclastic
impromptu impropriety
making sense of what
there really is
A bubble blower
whistle blower
soapy gentle creature
carbolic and pugnacious
peaceful warrior
observing pulchritude
a journeyman
The circuits circle
circuses' loops
and rounded
loopholes spirals
intervening interweaving
fabrics
tapestries
makes
the clown
Categories:
interweaving, life,
Form:
Free verse
TRUTH
d i v i n e
h o l o g r a m
matter and ether’s
sacred interweaving
from atoms to galaxies
“See a world in a grain of sand”
—William Blake
For contest: Clarity in a Treasure Box
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Categories:
interweaving, truth,
Form:
Verse
Gray doves string the line like pearls,
iridescence shimmering,
necklace for the morning sun
still pale in dawn’s first glimmering.
Her shoulders bare above green lace
where tree leaves interweaving
strike intricate patterns for a gown
befitting queenly wearing.
Although she reigns supremely,
earth’s myriad creatures bowing;
in climates temperate or tropical
dawn seems to be her finest hour.
Her blushing face reflecting
in the mirrored calm of lake;
her eyes demurely reticent.
Her beauty makes my poor heart ache.
May 10, 2022
Categories:
interweaving, beauty, day, sun,
Form:
Free verse
such heretics pitched headlong
into fiendish frothing furnace
forcing obeisance toward primitive popular
identified, honored, glorified father figure
expressing devotion re:
decking the halls of the mountain king,
whence boughs of Juniper sprigs contriving wreaths
sanctifying twisted brambles via springling angel dust
(actually cremated remains of malefactors
stripped of habiliments) during bleak winter
unwittingly interweaving nascent (futuristic)
formally codified bona fied religions
unknowingly, tacitly, silently rendering
quintessential premises obliging
layperson to foreswear locally rooted secular treatises
trounced, trumpeted unction voided
wishy washy antithetical blind faith coalescing edicts
over course of time became established
Greco-Roman imposed group think
disallowing cynics,
diametrically emerging fanatics, skeptics
who (if he/she did not recant
recalcitrant reccommended recourse
faced torture amidst throng of madding crowd
as entertainment and forewarning gall
asper those who held steadfast dissimilar views
taught since birth, when citizenry reared
as just a little drummer boy/ girl pipsqueak
taught to stay the course (sans straight and true)
bound without freedom to express contrary aspects
of ways and whyfores, which controlled each green day
and silent night, wherefore unimaginable ogres
lined straying hip cats
eventually ensnared within warpath,
whence law of the land lend scimitar to smite
any mortal man, woman or child with flaming torches
licking the heretical body electric,
while defiant individuals
left to burn into decimated
charcoal blackened, ashen corpse.
Categories:
interweaving, allegory, america, anniversary, candy,
Form:
Elegy
Blaring klaxons rouse the weary
Fumble for steaming mug of pain
Stiletto sunrise, eyes bleary
Sandman’s Valium starts to drain
Resplendent youth line up for inculcation
Foreheads kissed, lunchboxes brimming
Then practiced subroutines of remuneration
Contentious jockeying, sinking/swimming
A million convocations for stricken minds
Urgent catharsis, and perhaps, listening
Long awaited liaisons, pairs entwined
Pheromonal interweaving, skin glistening
Round beer babies nursing towards sleep
Gluttonous eyes devour psychedelic flashes
Daydreams of love, wide and deep
Half-empty bottles, faint taste of ashes
3/7/16
Categories:
interweaving, day, life, love, morning,
Form:
Quatrain
Cover this stained façade with my tears
Streaking in rust down this immortal skin
I see the ravens fire rise rocket into the dark sky
Thunder resounds at its dark core
Rusted as feudal lords hide
Hot as the rusted iron worms bore
Winged machines of iron and glass
Thoughts seep into the sleep of gods
Winged shadows perform sacred rites
Bullet the frosty wind of desolation‘s boulevard
Greedy for the seeds of a bitter dry hell
Infernal white, brimstone burn
Bone marrow n stone
This eternal sorrow, of this immortal soul
Deep at the break of dawn
Taste the ashen flesh of sinner and savors
A song of a Golden Heaven resounds, high
This immaculate sky by creation flies, nigh
Tingling of touch, searing of thought,
Blazing in brilliant sight, born deep in sleep
I am wings spread in rudy hue
I feel shadows covering this strange façade
Cling fast from the fading Light
The dying of the Day
The dying of the Last,
Dawn covers forevermore
The currents of an idle mind, void
The moments of judgment to come
The nuclear fire lights
A city full of desire, destroyed
Cry for the troubled waters of creation
The essence of life, wars die hard
In the mouth of the lambs
The lambs to the slaughter
The slaughter of innocence
Spill the tears of an immortal soul
The seeds of an immaculate ejaculate
Cry for the hated deeds done
By some unknown
Known by none, see how they run
The run of rusted tears down a ruined trails
Feel the rotting of these iron hells
See the fading grand empire
Of broken glass
Twisted crosses
Iron wings cover this machine made flesh
A fragile fractal facade
A face so delicately sable
Intricate fingers flex, contract, interweaving
Made of fire, traceing the light of dawn
Made of strings, springs
Some dark strange things
Somethings sit here at the door
Where my shadows dare
Somewhere someone has flown
Under a cold moon running from the sun
Grim passing in the world outside
Iron wings cover me forevermore as pyers, rises
A man’s honor, n pride dies
In these minions of chaos
On the legions of Eternal Watch
Fly these iron wings spread
Their glory, rise flying high
Into a red ragged raging, sky
Into the demise of the glorious
Rays breaking from Valhalla’s Holocaust
Categories:
interweaving, allegory, allusion, analogy, animal,
Form:
Free verse
Once upon time's center
grows two permaculturing farmers,
multicultural mediators
of Earth's healthy polypathic remainder,
And, surrounding them,
seven elders
and their cheer leading mascot
of disabling foolery
Arriving each spring
in his wheeled chair
to witness
and sometimes loudly prophecy,
to entertain with his win/win intentions,
studying compassionate economics
and empowering politics
and enlightening neurological communion
v dissonance.
These aged and playful snowbirds
form a Wisdom Circle
conjoined by all farmers
Committed to Earth's health care
in humble Vermont neighborhood places
spaces balancing Green Lives Matter races
into organically interdependent co-investments.
This Circle plans cooperative gardens,
MultiCulturally designing
and redesigning shared outdoor climate spaces
in and on now abandoned places
they purchase together
to divest of Green Commons neglect
and invest in a local cooperatively-held enterprise
With land and water and healthy air-based capital
where patient customers
become curious partners
contributing cash
but also labor,
beauty
and nutritional equity,
gracious investment
and/or benignly viral infestment.
This Green Wisdom Circle
plants fruit and nut trees,
vegetables EarthMothers insist they eat
and would like as much as fruit sweet
if they remain of right/left balancing mind.
They plant hemp,
and make baskets
and yoga mats
during dispersed winters
into the retiring diaspora
season for planning futures
of health restoring EarthJustice.
Circles of weavers
and knitters
turn lambs
into shorn sheep
into yarn
into blankets
socks
sweaters
skullcaps
winter masks
with ear **** handles.
Eventually
this Circle will reincarnate Wisdom
into Fire Circles for compline meditations
and story telling
into Singing Circles
of care medication
for young through old,
for those present living now,
and here dead
and yet to arrive
within all sacred regenerating species,
Egos circling within ecosystems,
interweaving networks
of TruthSeeker Circles
sharing win/win BeautyVisions,
Communion Farming Centers
within nonviolent communication systems
for engaging nutritional health,
Sacred ZeroCore recovery Allies,
not Lone Warriors,
within Earth's fully present
compassionate
care giving as receiving
green old as new deal Circles.
Categories:
interweaving, appreciation, creation, farm, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Saturnalia my Dream
Cycloidal forms transmuting to the involute
obduration under duress a malleable direction
coming to nothing just the gearing of time
Spartan gates left open to a millennium of thought
three legged animals given there a soft palfrey canter
air floating fish seen and their no need water
still the rusting coulter rusts and rusts
the power such lasciviousness constant thought
why would a simple man under go such agglomeration
deracinate weak seeming silly there the confederations
let us all sharpen so freeing all thought
fools are fools concomitant if you will keep with it
monsters lovely chimeras and beauty
entering the world of Hieronymus Bosch
let us not be reduced to the witch of Buchenwald
interweaving ourselves into their existence
Categories:
interweaving, evil, life,
Form:
Free verse
outrageous constituent rare
lee if never seen before, though still insured,
a novel boot nada so critical freak of nature ma lord
hirsute component part in a triple tier moored
substantial pressure upon the head,
entwining, looping, spilling somehow
interweaving umbilical cord
into a mass of whirled wide webbed wear suitable for
four seasons, which bamboozled,
grew like Kudzu into an immense globular mass galore
('bout the size of Rhose Island) after one year hoar
more, and wove in part from stem cell threads, nor
ceased proliferating after birth placenta
accrued intact and immediately put in cold store
room, a by very peculiar product
tinged with strands of blond hair
evoking how lioness would roar
coccooning, contriving, and conveying this tiny dude
into a self concocted hermetically sealed giant spore
miniature mummy, who without doubt
looked like a lady bug hide entombment
able to survive thermonuclear war
as a minor subsequent repercussion
the downy side understood, impeterable forest
filched countless growing years, without jest
ting, when figurative messed
hair em scare em bedlam reigned as a supreme nest
sans shrieking obsessed invisible hoodlums
broke free their electric kool aid acid test
from maximum security solitary confinement in vest
ment for naught (busting andirons weighing down
with reinforced steel trapdoor cladding
didst not bar compulsive banshee like imps of thee pervert,
but merely slow down
miniscule limbs emulated a hitch hiker thumb
upon will could assume the Alaska Bull Worm sized
Albatross shaped achorage)
unsinkable (short term) screaming, rebelling, quaking,
atomic sized banshee beastie boys et cetera with fiery zest.
Categories:
interweaving, abuse, anxiety, birth, boy,
Form:
Light Verse