Best Turbidity Poems
Turbidity
Turbidity’s
An artifice of
Being Human
One who is
So confused
So disordered
Or even one
With a Turbid
Imagination!
Being Turbid
Allows its Owner
To be or seem to be
In turmoil or
In degrees of
Real or Fake
Confusion
Making situations
Quite interesting!
This attributes
A most likely
Pejorative symbol
When intentionally
Used to obfuscate
Human interactions
Or to be just
Plain difficult or
Uncooperative!
Possessing bouts of
Seeming Turbidity
For the Poet
Can also be
That perfect
Literary Conceit
To challenge
To mystify
All readers true!
Such notions of
Verisimilitude
Or better yet
Literary Truth
Methinks would
Maketh the likes of
Keats, Eliot, Pound
Among other greats
Jumpeth all for joy!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
January 14, 2016 (Accentual Meter)
Categories:
turbidity, allegory, analogy, emotions, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Free will whose
An egoic ruse
Please excuse
Offered clues
The mind body enigma
An outer form we call jiva
Inner layer soul or Atma
All within God or Paramatma
This preamble in place
The line of inquiry we face
From our core at an easy pace
Truth recognised solely by His grace
We the jiva with senses external
Having narrow agendas ephemeral
In joy & sorrow rotation cyclical
Live out a life tragicomical
Our the thus delusion
In myriad of maya borne illusion
Egoic thought fuelling confusion
Mires us in stupor of stagnation
Freedom instant by thought cessation
Resting fear & desire agitation
In restful prayerful meditation
Igniting within divine love bliss elation
However being bound by our own hand
Matrix of life yet we are yet to understand
We ask about free will before we can stand
The light within veiled by mundanity bland
So do we have free will ...
We indeed do if we are still
When divine love in our heart we instil
As the elixir of bliss within overspills
As for destiny
Of mind body entity
There is a blueprint but with no finality
Free will determining turbidity or serenity
When will we be free we hear ourself ask
In effortless stillness getting to the task
Is-ness of presence in joy does bask
Having discarded the ego mask
One day
Any day
Today
Hip hip hooray!
12-September-2020
Categories:
turbidity, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Friction
Dereliction
Tattoo addiction
Drones
Bunk loans
"You're fired" immune deficiency syndrome
Boatloads
Troll roads
Hipster mustachioed
Deadlock
Rhetoric squawk
Locker room talk
Medication
Gene mutation
Social syndication
Accuse
Right to choose
Hashtag abuse
Getting fatter
Online chatter
whose lives matter?
Political turbidity
Global humidity
Pokemon stupidity
Going viral
Vinyl revival
Fallen idyll
Categories:
turbidity, life, world,
Form:
Free verse
The essence of wit is brevity
which interestingly evinces chivalry
delivered verdict to hex hoar size
(once and for all) president
dons mantle of deviltry
and trumps constitutional credo
defining American elementary
particular edicts denoting, enshrining,
framing, grand honorable inalienable rights
when foolhardy lobbyists prevail
evicting execrable“enemy”
i.e. forward thinking (progressively liberal)
which subsequently might help
timid citizens to invoke probate, procure, produce cojones
in opposition against rabidly power hungry,
misogynistic courting among the body politik
fostering future feverish fortuity,
toward risking life and limb sans
Uncle Sam selfless gratuity
(especially as Benjamin Button syndrome –
reverses aging process
acquired thru heredity
gets in full swing) stamping mindset
nonestablishmentarian identity
with my Kosher blessing despite any infamy
permission to go ahead with jocularity
from a superstar coach named Kennedy
thereby garnering homespun liberty
where icon bank on direct
laudable, linkedin longevity
with unrolled Scottish grandeur
(Pomp and Circumstance broadcast)
synchronized with precise
unrolled welcome mat
yule receive granted “FAKE” feted soiree
as curtain call doth close toward
final decade of mortality
yet dismiss bing hash-tagged
a scofflaw at any opportunity
especially if legislated mandate
earmarked as priority
in tandem with the key quality
apothegm stipulates decrease sing sanity
as the hands of father time
spin (Doktor Dude Little) backward
away from present day turbidity
increasing revanchism uber victory.
Categories:
turbidity, 12th grade, 6th grade,
Form:
Light Verse
before we amble
muse upon the preamble
that entity ascension seeking
is encased in mind body matrix limiting
we have for engagement two polarities
external turbidity internal serenity
former is domain of our ego
latter love osmosis slow
on an as is where is basis
we begin with our body chassis
going in within into our heart center
gently feeling so intuiting how joy canters
desires beget thought as of our affirmation
birthing dream worlds as manifestation
cessation then our path optimal
beholding within a miracle
silent witness our presence
senses stirrings of love innocence
felt distinctly in form as magnetic heat
ineffable throb of rapture that has us upbeat
a word of caution here about the energy path
unless each nuance felt as a holy sabbath
aspect acceptant thoughts decadent
cannot navigate the bliss precinct
ego grasps whilst love connects
thus our stance within must be erect
head and heart melded in quiet alignment
resonating with our conscience in contentment
reworded we may say that we must fully let go
of attachment borne cravings of our ego
for we are not this limited mind body
engulfed in narrowness shoddy
back to business joy magnetism
expands slowly bridging all chasms
chakras many but lets not instrumentalise
our child within delighting in unfolding surprise
suffice to mention once blockages are clear
throb of bliss within each pore spears
we be to become bliss essence
radiating love fragrance
28-January-2021
Categories:
turbidity, love, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
innate affinity cajoles
desire and aversion
to celebrate life
head-heart discord
creates turbidity
stifling joy
sparkling spontaneity
childlike innocence
is our nature
allow love to blossom
25-February-2023
Categories:
turbidity, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Because some troubles and faults left by last administration, the incumbent can try to restore or redress. But for some other questionable moves beyond recantation, the incumbent can only conduct limited control on their irreversible tracks or bring petty patches to their honeycombed surfaces so the detriment and jeopardy caused thereby can be diminished to the lowest possible level. Anyway, it seems to be faring much better, at least in terms of psychological consolation, to lock the barn door after the horse bolted than to get nothing recuperative done at all. Yes, they may deliver a lot of efforts to assuage home scars and mend fences with allies, but it will be a herculean task to minimize the negative influence of that dead hand and to make good on head starts lost in many fields over this period. Having freshly taken over a nation severely depleted due to a series of adverse factors including the abovementioned, though, the incumbent are in the mood to resort to immense currency watering for instant stimulation of internal economy without precautionary preview for future moment of reckoning; in the mood to tackle both major rivals simultaneously without worrying about spreading themselves too thin. They're still overestimating themselves, they're still overextending themselves. Around the arctic sky, strategic bombers project their dark wings onto angelic white snows, from Barents Sea to Alaska; Near the equator belt, flagrant fleets foist dazy turbidity upon placid streams, from the Strait of Malacca to Philippine oceanic trenches. The rifts between allies yet to recover, the ruptures between adversaries already widened. An all-around arm-wrestling between a few superpowers in which armament race and hi-tech competition oriented thereto take up quite a considerable portion will inevitably strike out massive involvement of many other countries. The third decade of the 21st century is now under way, gradually unfolding deontic deterioration, shifty shakes and perilous portent down the pike that are bound to overshadow the peace and prosperity of the entire human community. History will bear it out.
Categories:
turbidity, america, international, introspection, political,
Form:
Prose
as we sit still, befriending deep silence
melding with the void, surrendering will
presence forges with love, an alliance
divine magnetic currents, bliss instils
when earth life shapes us, upon the anvil
our mind body encounters turbulence
yet cave of our heart, is always tranquil
as we sit still, befriending deep silence
thoughts rested, no ego looking askance
our emptiness leaves no room for evil
paving way for divine entwined parlance
melding with the void, surrendering will
cyclic thoughts make mountains out of molehills
throwing our head and heart out of balance
thus turbidity continues until
presence forges with love, an alliance
inner alignment, bubbling innocence
negating worldly cacophony shrill
in harmony with the voice of conscience
divine magnetic currents, bliss instils
oh hermit, joy makes easy, path uphill
when we place upon God, full reliance
dwellers of void, drink nectar to their fill
with bliss bursting forth, in continuance
as we sit still
07-March-2021
Categories:
turbidity, spiritual,
Form:
Rondeau Redouble
Myriad thought forms manifest bubbles
That which lower mind calls reality
Yet desire precedes thought, a truth simple
If desire springs from geniality
What arises from love, is elation
Whilst narrow cravings birth turbidity
Gods worlds, epitome of perfection
Contrasted by utter chaos upon earth
Methinks, ego cause of agitation
Joy to us innate, flowing, bubbling mirth
We seem to have lost track, along our way
Take refuge, oh hermit, in hearts warm hearth
Life after life, we continue to sway
Immersed in illusions, borne of our mind
Life beauteous, yet all we see is grey
Exit from delusion, easy to find
Staring at us in the void of silence
Pristine stillness frees us from ego bind
Born free, forever free, in innocence
No anchor for rancour or stagnation
In continuum of divine parlance
Clear light dawns, when thus in meditation
One with God and with entire creation
09-January-2021
(syllabic Terza Rima)
Categories:
turbidity, spiritual,
Form:
Terza Rima
A far cry; ascent, unless we decry
Fearful desires that makes loving heart sigh
Know, oh hermit, we are our tormentor
Both, the meek prisoner and fierce captor
Deaf to voice of conscience, as love draws nigh
Free soaring spirit, reaches for the sky
Living life fully, before we do die
Let’s make not merger, with The Creator
A far cry
This world of contrast, has both lows and highs
Ours is but to do, not to reason why
In silence and stillness, meditator
In midst of turbidity, placater
Is as yet the life we lead, a deep lie
A far cry
26-April-2021
This or That, Vol 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: A far cry
Categories:
turbidity, muse,
Form:
Rondeau
“come back, come back, oh wisdom from your flight
ignite our heart, that we too see the light”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disjointed thoughts written the night before
Retrieved next morn for a final review
Clear light of dawn, has now dimmed their allure
We doublethink drunken resolves anew
Recognising repression not the way
Sublimation too not finality
We go to the roots of why our heart sways
Manifesting within turbidity
Affirmations made, all fleeting cravings
Seeking fructification of outcomes
Fulcrum unstable, our goalposts shifting
We go in, slowing ego momentum
Musing upon our thus far life journey
We know now, why happiness elusive
Whilst objects of desire are aplenty
Joy in permanence remains reclusive
We have then, external ephemeral
Bubbles of illusion, like wisps of smoke
Then there is the internal eternal
A heart throbbing with love, as God bespoke
Reflecting thus upon heart impelled thought
We are able to discern origin
On one hand we have those lower mind brought
On the other, love vibration virgin
Recognise oh hermit, inner craving
Feel within our heart, Gods love beckoning
08-January-2021
(syllabic rhyme)
Crumpled Thoughts poetry contest
Sponsor: John lawless
Categories:
turbidity, god, introspection, muse,
Form:
Rhyme
Looking around in wonderment
Boundless is our astonishment
Pulse of duality abounds
Within time-space merry-go-round
In part real and in part a dream
As throb of the universe streams
Both void and manifestation
Turbidity and cessation
We know not yet how we got here
Neutral to doctrines and scriptures
Yet immersed in limitation
By polarity rotation
We may exit this game inane
Reclaiming innate bliss unstained
Detachment holds key to freedom
Pathway to enter Gods kingdom
16-November-2020
(syllabic rhyme)
Categories:
turbidity, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Feeling turbidity
in a globe
so remote ,
as to be
a mirage
awash with guilt
armored to be
despondent
courted by
sadness and her wiles
She ,
it is a she
torments
every
waking
moment
I resign
to be hopeful
chained
to the fates
merciless
though they can be
I wish for many
hoping for all ,
your being
my signal light
the guide
my spirit follows
reverently shamefully
homeward,
giving a ray
a shimmer of life
igniting the wick
warming
my depth
pushing her
into nothingness
until she rears
her beauteous
face once again
Radiant sadness
she brings darkness
hopelessness
lies in my mind
she pulls me in
so sweetly
silently
that until
lying in her arms
the realization
and horror
seduced again
I am despairs mistress
But the living are
glimpsed
in patches
as birds darting
branch to limb
bright shining
billboards
declaring a world
living and being
in now
Words written
light infused
missives declaring
an axis turning
my life halting
mid-step,
restarted
with a charge
of words
a vent of power
a gentle stroke of
keystrokes typing
a new chapter
in the book of hope ..
Despair though
desirous she be
not a patch
does she hold on life
Categories:
turbidity, depression, hope
Form:
Free verse
Timidity
Tepidity
Solidity
Rigidity
Viscidity
Turbidity
Fluidity
Lucidity
Gravidity
Flaccidity
Limpidity
Pellucidity
Placidity
Equanimity
Aridity
No humidity
Categories:
turbidity, fun, meaningful, word play,
Form:
Monorhyme
That that is, is as is, hiding in plain view and yet unless we renew essence of presence in childlike innocence, we cannot savour the flavour of the nectar divine till we choose to align. Thus resting thought turbidity, we nestle in tranquil serenity. In silence & stillness.
flavour of fragrance
is now richer and deeper
elixir divine
28-September-2020
Categories:
turbidity, spiritual,
Form:
Haibun