PICTORIAL CONCEPTS-:-
intense
beliefs
determine
immediate
expression
of the RECOGNISABLE
weighty
palpable
quality
closely
displayed
with TYPICAL FORCEFILNESS
curiously
established
coloured
enduring
echos
UNIVERSAL CONCEPTS-:-
sensing
artistic
endeavour
beyond
self
of OWN MAKING
admitting
profound
confident
creative
energy
of PERSONAL IMPRESSION
blossoming
everyday
pictures
decoratively
figurations
COMPILED CONCEPTS
telling
examples
formulate
the exemplar
of
passionate
the
commemorative
consequences
emeshed
in
a superannuated
assortment
of
the stalwart
edifice
enlisted
with distinction
“I traversed the path from blind faith to wisdom ~
Recognising within me lies God’s kingdom”
~ quote by poet
When I was a child, I was told God exists
but growing up, seeing chaos in the world,
I debated this concept in foggy mists,
deluded no more, when flag of love unfurled,
the elixir that resolves every conflict,
with fragrance oozing from rose petals, hand picked,
consciousness engulfing the sun and the moon,
ushering music of spheres, that makes heart swoon.
lest they lie fallow
hallowed concepts resonate
deep, not shallow
It's all
Concepts..
But somehow
Rendering an
Insignificance
To concepts
Cheers separation
In its persistent
And undisturbed
Lair..
Another concept...??
It's all
Concepts..
But somehow
Rendering an
Insignificance
To this concept
Cheers separation
In its persistent
And undisturbed
Lair..
Another concept...??
Concepts From The Thoughts Of The Old Beggar
And well it seems
That your horse rides well
In this sad world with me
In the flicker of a light,
In a butterfly that is blind,
In the eye that dares listen
Stammers echoes
Hides soft shadows and surrounds
Aching sea and fallen tree
Hold the murmur
Of hope and great loss
Against a pale blue sky
We are shreds of ancient ancestors
Living in den of prisoners
Asking truth to stay
For love never yields
To dirty aces
Or rotten tomatoes in Spring
And his mind cried
For life races
Into a darken corner
The grey night soft moans
Worshipping a candle
As heart deep sleeps.
Robert J. Lindley, Dec. 1st, 1971
age 17 years old
POWERFUL CONCEPTS
daring
to return
in
enthralling
&
radiant
grandeur
bright emblems
in freefall
of
nostalgiaa
resembling
a
galaxy of
frozen
spectacular
fragments
forever passing
as
drifting shadows
in an
astral accidentn
explosions
of all kinds
painstakingly
&
marvellously
spread
out greeting
the arrival
of the deeply
ambiguous
perhaps
an allusion
of transformation
something from
nothing
melted down
&
refined
evocative of
minimalist
tracery
in the
abstract
of
tangles
of
vibrating
clouds
through
the
lens
of
beautiful
innocent
ignorance
potent
with
significance
trying to speak
through
a heap of
discarded matter
subtle
& capacious
&
drifting
a sense of a mind
unfolding
stretching
adding
words
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
CONCEPTS
meditative
memory
rotating
scattered
projections
of
vibrant
spirals
portmanteaux
fascinations
in a
flurry
of
energy
coincidence
nurtures
a silent
cognitive
reasoning
exploring
plentiful
themes
of
connected
tentacles
measure
again
&
again
to
exercise
my mood
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Aphorism hinders ancillary terrible dilemmas,
In the bearing session, I have been picked.
If I've carried out the most striking edemas,
Approaching all them might be kicked.
Living has scored the highest goal of my life.
Drilling entails helping others with adversity.
Tried some of our lives reading how to rife.
How is it annoying to issue the miscellany?
I haven't had to swallow long-term memory.
By proving that hopeless feeling into words.
As vital as this work is, I grasp its own purity.
My path in life changed clearly as I can record.
Each way of life stirs love, trust, and veracity.
Retain that life is too brief to live indifferently.
Written: May 24, 2022
"When thoughts cease to flow,
where does ego go" Unseeking Seeker
Can Ego escape its demise if it hides?
In mind's chimeric forest it abides.
It can wear a transparent look at times,
to entice Mind's oft-changing designs.
It might think to enter an empty mind
of concepts echoing when left behind.
But, not allowed, where its ego must dwell.
Our Ego's meeting its own type of hell.
Mind, ID and Ego, the three contradict
the others' views, creating their conflict.
Yet, in the end, it is mind that commands,
altho ID and Ego will make their last stands.
Ego: What are you sans me to add spice?
ID: Remember me, I'm the one who's nice.
If mind disappears, both also must go.
Loss will extinguish Ego's torrid glow.
May 14, 2022
for: Bubble of Illusion contest
by: Unseeking Seeker
late into the night
brisk of big, gall ideas
I'm stuck in this state
I
Humans are not candles, but patterns - of light
II
Molecules, energy & photons allow air, nutrients to stream through us
III
Our eyes can't see what's streaming through us; yet we are the Universe
I
Better not blow away the ordinary
Often ordinary turns extraordinary
How, you may query
I'll answer, if u tarry
II
There is order in the ordinary
In the hasty humdrum! It's extraordinary
Humdrum, ordinal, cardinal (numbers?)
Answers, answers, before s/he slumbers
III
Humdrum? Can't just pass concepts by
My drum won't hum, I do (Yes, I try)
If drums do drum, where's the humdrum?
Hey stop! Read slowly. Who are U running from
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