Best Transcribing Poems

   “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” - Jon Kabat-Zinn  

Time has an interesting 
way of revealing 
riveting narratives,
embossed within ivory 
clams in raven letters,
perhaps, it is the 
crippling kismet,
that dahlia dreamers are 
shackled by society’s 
sanctimoniousness,...

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Zero.
By which nothing is divided.
No zero
no negative
no opposite
no hope
no Adam, no apple, no marriage, no morning.
No mirror
no knowledge
no God, no soul, no ear lobe, no Iliad, no Odyssey.
No universe
no black hole
no zodiac
no hero
no mission, no omission, no fission, no fusion.
No beanstalk
no tractor
no yellow
no 7:30, no...

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-- Re:  Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas, Rue de Fleurus #27, Paris --

What would Gertrude. What, Gertrude.What, Gertie?Have thought.Have thought what thought?Thought thought driving,forward,remorselessly.Remorseless Remorse? Forward.Never reverse;no reverse.No.No remorse.
Remorseless,spurning reverse,seated.High!Seated high in Auntie.Then in Godiva seated. Looming.Enormous.
Looming enormous.Unsinister presence. Certain presence.Definite.Definitely not sinister....

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Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy,
approximately 800 redundant pages
of Kafkaesque scoffing
at relentless banalities of economic and political elitists.

Rather like transcribing often inebriated conversations
within the all-night celebration scenes
of a Republican National Party Convention,

Or, sadly, a Democratic National Party Convention
only maybe about 400 condensed
impacted pages
with the remainder quite...

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ANCHORITE AT THE GATE OF HEAVEN

Not heeding brute reality, nor matter’s bane
I kneel at the door of heaven, a suppliant,
Transcribing words of wisdom, like the rain
On wild flowers; the garden’s hierophant:

Anointed, a habit on my body’s beauty
I lie in the threshold of my tryst with...

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“Phoenix Dreams in the Realm of Crows” 

wake up 
shake up 
kaleidoscope girl

jigsaw
see saw 
fit the pieces

she 
another world
away 

the in-betweeen
flows easily
through the veil

safe harbour 
opening 
portals 

for ocean steering 
curious kaleidoscope
stories to sew

the slip stitch
love knot cast
anchor’s raised

time’s racing
discharge fear
or remain

feathers spreading
in the realm...

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By night eleven figures came to me
Unlocking doors that sealed shut long ago.
We travelled forward on a darkened sea 
To sleepy Somnus’ cave, hidden below.

Eternal slumber gave me rich insight,
Transcribing knotted weavings made by Fates.
The desert day so soon becomes the night.
A pink adenium opens...

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Potawatomi language,
says Robin Wall Kimmerer,
does not verbally divide us into masculine and feminine.
However, unlike most English verbs,
Potawatomi verbs distinguish between animate and inanimate objects.

For example,
we use sit down
when speaking to an unruly son
and set down
when speaking of what we did with a stone
or a book
which...

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SuShI

you and me
we should be
transcribing
underneath
a
Cherryblossom
Poet-tree
in 
Japanese
savoring
intimacy
sharing

SuShI


© Kim van Breda—27 December 2015...

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Tryouts starring musical prodigies 
and/or an attendant conductor
attempt to approach ambient chorus 
divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork
heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook 
piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately striking 
unmatched vast wisdom yielding, zephyr air albeit creativity 
engineered from groundswell harmony
juxtaposed, kindled, linkedin, 
manifesting noteworthy opulent philharmonic recording
transcribing...

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AS A KID AND BEYOND

did I ever wonder?
what my upbringing brought for me;
and did it disappoint
or just bring feelings to resurface,
but never sensitivities 
of deep down and personal,
and did I really care
of what there was to share,
or did it make me 
to have bitter heart,
from...

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There remains,
among cherished riff-raff,
old trope
tropical wet and warm
reproducing images,

Sadly resilient
and madly resonant,

About organic holes
and tumescent poles,
full-flowering 
young
green feminists
of feckless zero-empty wombs,
glacier valley lows
merely reflecting
volcanic mountain peaks

1's and 0's
blushing co-binaries 
of upright monotheistic YangPower
never
ever yielding to polytheistic spectral
wounded wombed
deep dark holed experience
diminished
damaged 
degenerating YinLight

Also more RightBrain...

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Experience v Theory,
like Both/And inducted feelings v. Either/Or deductions,
like Internal Information v External ReConstructions,
like Memory v ReImaging,
like Cause/Effect v DNA of causal-effective nest 
of resilient Golden WinWin Theory

Western nature v spirit theories v Eastern nondual experience  
Like LeftEgo without Right Green EcoImmersion,
like patriarchal Win/Lose...

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Surrounded by silence and draped with a linen sheet,
to keep dust from your natural sheen,
and protect you from direct sunlight;
not from the loneliness and gloominess of your night...


How thrilling and gratifying was to hear
the gleeful or moody notes,
when these careful fingers 
played an octave: ...

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I doubt myself, real bad sometimes
I think - why did that happen to me
How could I possibly write that nice poem?
And if I did it once, how can I do it again?
Because I don’t know or forgot how too
With pen in hand, the magic flows...

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