Best Overtures Poems

OCEANS ODD OVERTURES

Supposing boats could swim and fish could sail—pertaining purpose would still prevail
starfish fall from the sky, twinkling planets up high, under ocean beds would lie
tides and currents would be still, skies above strident storms may generate at will
sharks in playful schools through waves...

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Where are my richest arteries
for struggling with
as, in, through
fertile flowing 
compassionate light?

Where is that taproot
going in 
to deep rooted
LoveSongs ego/eco-balancing dance
crossing Tao's revolutionary Tipping Point
of ego crucifixion 
gracing polycultural bi0hemispheric
evolving
revolving
co-arising
co-messianic
bicameral karma?

Where resides optimally positive psychology
with multi neurosystemic therapy 
opposing monotheistic pathology?

Ecotherapy of organic political-panentheism
as personal-mind/cultural-body...

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Night.
A scantily clad sky, 
with unkempt clouds. 
Moon was climbing.

Caved in.
I had nothing left 
to say, except 
soundless poems.

No regrets;
in this climactic 
struggle of life. The 
pain eases, when

memory fails.
The flesh engages the 
spirit. End would wait 
till the grass banks.


Satish Verma...

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Chinrest in place I begin to play my violin and the whole world 
                       disappears....
an appassionato moment of pure delight, among the chaos...

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