Best Windings Poems

The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities

Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld

Within the grasp of pristine pictures brushed and painted

Afore the overtures tubular...

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The whole of a journey still to be traveled
is much like a novel begun
with threads of the story not yet unraveled
and windings of plot to be spun.
We’ve myriad paths to meander, assess.
The hours are long till midnight’s chime.
It seems like eternity, nevertheless,
‘tis only a twinkling...

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I stand at the top of my hill,
Spread my arms and fall and roll,
Over pavement, yellowing grass,
Into balls of trees of autumn.

Jasper, topaz, ruby, and orange true,
At last my windings end 
At the edge of a creek reflecting these,
With ripples of gentle wind,

I pray as...

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"The Book of Changes"

Thoughts arrived before words,
1000s of years before
the crossing of curves

always seen to be 
swimming upstream 
against the current

thoughts … and feelings,
in the flow, always arrive 
before words, they are cast 

in the lines, like some divination, 
hexagrams etched, embedded
in the yin and...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance

Streaming with incresent colours towards life

Infinite within its parhelion possibilities

Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides

Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities

Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld

Within the grasp of pristine pictures brushed and painted

Afore the overtures tubular...

Continue reading...

The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance
Streaming with incresent colours towards life
Infinite within its parhelion possibilities
Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides
Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities
Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld
Within the grasp of pristine pictures brushed and painted
Afore the overtures tubular...

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Tis yet another Moonless night... 

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Have I ever mentioned the way it is in life sometimes; my own meager thoughts!?

This Pop Culture, that has always lain at the forefront of transitories transcendence

An everflowing river which stands present within this moment that it breathes....

“And I sware I don't have a gun.”...

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Envelope life with firm arms,be for it pleasure
windings and uprisings take for measure
inevitables that are thrown down your path
sensibily minded doing the math
for you are that compass you do choose
north east south or west,upto you if you lose.









Paul Beadnall      10/9/11


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The malicious windings of your hasty pace
That erase sweet memories and their trace
Waste things that breathes and ones mute;
Pitiless Time, you are such a ruthless brute!

If you only aged men who your dials mess,
Or only blighted the cute ignorant mistress
Who thinks that your clocks tick...

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The soul is but a vast ocean of vigilance
Streaming with incresent colours towards life
Infinite within its parhelion possibilities
Relentlessly searching, betwixt the everflowing tides
Whereupon all things approach these providential probabilities
Of endlessly prolific visions thus beheld
Within the grasp of pristine pictures brushed and painted
Afore the overtures tubular...

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The Craters Of Costa Rica

Welcome Moon, Mars and craters, to your cousin Costa Rica
Mountain walls rise up in orange display, in gravel and red clay
Hug the twisting narrow roads in terror
Clinging to the mountains 
Brilliant birds and lizards compliment the wilds there
They scatter at the...

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The long, open windings of the dusty road
Seems absurd, like the empty yearnings
Of a parched soul
Which wills to dangle haywire
And be so lackadaisical 
Leading to the unseen infinity
In the timeless steps
The egos marching to and fro
Battling by the storms of life
To subside in the zero
Enveloped...

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L ost deep, the woods of tender age,

I feigned to quell my prurient rage ...

C aught amidst a gleam and glower,

K ept 'tween pages, pressed a flower.

E ach new and tragic love was meant

T o supplant that passion, abhorrent,

Y et as those windings wound to...

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The sun fades towards the west	
The loving beauty of our star in sunset is expressed
The majestic mountains expanding past horizon trees and beaches that are by sea caressed 
All by the divine power behind the sun are blessed 

Any time soon
Appears the blue visage of...

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