Clapping Poems - Poems about Clapping

The sound of one hand clapping or a turtle when he's napping is very hard to hear, because it isn't even there....

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the pale moon hovers over the village at sunrise....

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Counting rain droplets on the washing line counting them off into infinity Wonder if humanity’s Gods punishment Nope still haven’t got it right The lizardy ones lasted a while Maybe try them again Wonder if God has his own pest control God picks up his phone Inscribed with a Gold G Hi Dave it’s God Yeah I seem to have an infestation of...

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Counting rain droplets on the washing line counting them off into infinity Wonder if humanity’s Gods punishment Nope still haven’t got it right The lizardy ones lasted a while Maybe try them again Wonder if God has his own pest control God picks up his phone Inscribed with a Gold G Hi Dave it’s God Yeah I seem to have an infestation of...

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When we abide in restful quietude, divine energy gridlines come alive, held still with vibrancy and fortitude, causing nectar to drip from soul’s bliss hive. There is no mystery in words we speak, being simply devout intent of heart, wishing to be still to get a sneak peek at sparks that cause bliss ignition to start. Though the seeker who seeks does not...

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Too busy writing to care if you listened Space there before me, live ink on the page To say it just once with no echo to follow Questions—unanswered endorsement prepaid (The New Room: November, 2021)...

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soma nectar drips navigating through nadis bliss thunder soundless 28-October-2021 ...

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our heart is singing hark sound of silent thunder purring in our heart 19-May-2021...

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Old? Oh, Goodness! The old lady is jiggling the bed! With her earphones on, bobbing her head, Tipping her shoulders to front and back, To up and down — her chest the same. If the partial-paralysis hadn’t set in so Eight months ago, she’d be in a quick go Up jigging across the room to...

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Silence Subtle whisper Feeling replacing thought Soma fuels rapture within Stillness 12-November-2020...

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As at the heart centre Awakening consciousness does enter Already swathed in bliss bubbling Celebrates with male-female polarities pulsating Who’s to say who’s at the left or who’s at the right What matters is our heightened delight As the void within throbs with ecstasy galore Rapture bursting to a climax never felt before A fizz awakening all lifetrons out of their slumber In...

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One hand clapping causes tornados On the northernmost slopes of Kilauea Houses are destroyed Many unemployed But stocks were up for red ripe tomatoes...

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structures of our existence rankle like fire spewed by a volcano figurative patterns form by natures way elements of destruction thought beautiful mesmerize in formed flight...pathways labeled “fixed” doesn’t matter where...up close and personal through barriers of sight textual wisdom reminders washed away by the flow of existence slowly and surely making its way stars pinpointed reflect glowing embers sonic blasts never heard...

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When you really think about it, clapping is weird We like what we see, so bash our hands together and cheer To express our delight At a delightful sight And to encourage these performers to come back next year...

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(after shakespeare) paradigms sour repeats shade every yawning gasp past the ears swiftly yet tell listeners such hidden nuance each hour rains sacrament tones sound deepest thoughts silence ever reigns sweet (pre 16th century) paradigmsourepeatshadeveryawningaspasthearswiftlyetellistenersuch iddenuanceachourainsacrementonesoundeepesthoughtsilencevereignsweet stan sand...

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