Minds can draw dividing lines
in different natural spaces
sacred special uniting places
for secular powering chases.
Nature makes poles
and power polarity,
holes
and light circularity,
bright yangs
and dualdark yintegrity
Which spirited minds refine
and natural bodies define
but integrity is not image confined
by these cooperatively determined lines
back through universally wealthy loves
uniting healthy interweaving lives.
We make cognitive distinctions
between quiet emotive attractions
and loudly ejaculative extinctions,
where feelings find
finely balanced tipping points
between what whole has been
and who will yet consecutively
consequentially become
spaciously reappointed
As we undivided are
whom we have been
and much
much potentially more
Beyond our favorite
bottom line integrity
privileged score,
healing Earth sacred weal
Wealthing wikitheistic wellness
when we stop drawing only straight
unwavering lines,
monotheistic bipolarities
to addictively adore.
Categories:
circularity, earth, environment, health, math,
Form: Political Verse
Circularity and regression
married to night
their peace
we love
and their conflict
ah is a nightmare
of September 39
of so.
Categories:
circularity, love,
Form: Free verse
only random densities
comprise the real puzzle
that is the recipe of chance
thoughts that come together
like a mixed pile colony of ants
which retreats and which attracts
when it must to establish what facts
comprise that reality puzzle of the now
conundrum going on and on without an end
in sight of the light house that casts the fractal
shadows we call complex existential reality problems
that are actually no more than one and one is two so what
is the problem that must make do before any obvious solution
may pass through this logic gate and put and end to this circularity
of words that goes on and on forever as the nature of thought without
is to reflect on the abstract or whatever end be in sight or just some notion
Categories:
circularity, absence, appreciation, art,
Form: Free verse
Nothing takes shape quite like a mushroom
Grown wild, formulaic with intricacies, cold
Curved in circularity, in old dark basements
In clarity it parts ways from other forms
Lines up with imagined aliens
Straight and narrow who bend reality
Around parameters reasonably light
A curvature that goes around dancing
Alone in the dark, a party of its own
One might imagine it with no clothes on
Created on 11/23/16 for - 241 any form, any topic max of 10 lines Poetry Contest Sponsored by- Brian Strand
Categories:
circularity, absence, adventure, appreciation, celebration,
Form: Free verse
The sparrow, dart like, wrapped tight in cute
Speeds lightly in the skin it's born with
Spirals about with brown feathers that it owns
Navigates Summer bushes, labyrinth like towards morning
Branches wave hello on heavy boughs
Weighed down in lumber towers
Skimmed by sparrow wings in flight
Dodging space and time, the passage ways of light
They twist nervously, being shy and in a hurry
Taking drinks from dew drops circularity
Low in calories
That is why they are so skinny
Bound by no rules of dieting
Flying comes naturally
Seeds fill their world with joy
Speaking through beaks is not for them
Little birdies like to chirp
Dart like and pretty singing
Categories:
circularity, adventure, beautiful, bird, fun,
Form: Free verse
What a long friendship with
moon !
I refuse to accept the blast.
Papa is dead, he said and
latched on to circularity.
I don’t seek the interbreeding
with terror.
It was me in reverse mode
of cryptomania.
Too stoic;stop. I think
I am wrong ; stop. And a serenade
for the lady luck. This life
was too much for me ; stop.
Androgynous.
The female body wants to eat
maleness, by almond eyes.
The old man was walking barefoot
with a paintbrush.
Satish Verma
Categories:
circularity, art,
Form: ABC
Seeds nevermore bearing truth
The world closes as it open
Human beings being the truth
We will never learn
So much need we created
And I love her
So much circularity she needed
To never have a once were
I hate the world
There is no doubt to it
Having us in your twirl
When does it matter if we bleed?
And she believe
The simple world who needs
I’m the lesser who cannot achieve
Have I the gods to plead?
Did you bear the world to become?
What have I become?
A future seeing you run
I.... Become... done...
Categories:
circularity, love, world,
Form: Rhyme