My cerebral cortex -
indeed, you are the vortex,
processing my senses,
the place where joy condenses.
It's to you I owe
every pretty sky,
each note that makes me sigh,
and grandma's apple pie.
Please don't ever go.
light climbs the aether—
mist condenses near the earth
and the wind drifts in between
fall brings its colors—
golden leaves release their hold
with a meek nudge from the breeze
WATER AND TRUE LOVE
Water has its ways,
It’s always disappearing
Always returning:
Evaporating to leave,
And condensing to return:-
You need not worry,
That love, you feel has dissolved,
If true, will return:
Like water, true love condenses
And rehydrates broken hearts:-
if I could I would take a magic wand
to the moon from far beyond
the wildest of dreams in my mind
a constant reminder of immortal
passion and endearment to cast a magical spell
make it the luminous warden of peace
inscribed with words of surrender
squared to the power of infinite love
versed in breathless intimate surrender
enchanted and transfixed forever
may it remove all suffering
as it condenses the meaning of kindness
A frothy crown, pale as the whites
Of eyes widened with fascination,
Perched on a robust body, deep as molasses.
Brooding; concealing a warm rapport.
But still so condescending, its stout posture
Condenses air to beads of sweat.
Invited, parched lips kiss the cold glass
Rewarded with familiar comfort -
A bitter burst, sharp and clean,
Fading into toffee warmth,
Hints of roasted coffee and chocolate bloom,
All linger, like a whispered secret.
The golden harp strums cheerful notes
In harmony with taps, clinks, and murmured oaths
Cheers dance over lacquered walls, awash with glee
As gulps of crisp bitters and molten sweets
Cascade, watering dry cracks in weary bones.
A tonic for the soul, it lifts the load -
Worries dissolve, fading like bubbles on the lip.
It washes away the settling dust,
Soothes the mind into peaceful currents,
Sinking burdens to its murky depths
As spirits rise to play in the air of its frothy crown.
Simple thoughts
drip
drop
into the vast ocean of my heart,
defining who you are to me—
the reasons I should keep you
happily by my side, always.
One quality at a time,
another facet of love,
dripping
into the pool
of my heartfelt feelings for you.
It condenses in my mind
becoming part of the busy cloud,
stirring continuously with
exciting memories,
affirming experiences.
I try to hold it together with my mind,
but inevitably it
drips,
drops,
into my heart and
adds to the vast ocean—
the purest collection of my emotions.
Then there are those moments
pouring in showers
hour by hour,
an overwhelming flood reminding me
why you're the one to whom I cling.
I want to give you everything.
So please,
let your love keep raining
into my heart as you always do.
In turn,
I'll reserve my heart for you.
Chanté Walker
Thursday December 5, 2024
Opulent indulgence amenities
generously upload green thumb senses.
Greenhouse cautions region known as frost tease.
A pastime cores, aloof clock condenses,
held their grounds by abductions amateurs,
urged escape slips scaling agrees to muse,
as petalled lips voiced beauty needs no words,
collision scope of heaven's choice of hues,
evaporates the softening of air,
in wakes of entertaining choirs of awe,
from an arrested audience who dare,
beauty bows to its mentor ... dainty paw.
A princess Stateside pleasures her duty,
"*Oui, the winner, American Beauty."
*Oui, French translated as, Yes, and pronounced as "we"
It all boils down
From an undermining perspective
Downplayed when quantified
But a starting point
Hardly can you see
But condenses and precipitate
The collapse of a firm ?
I was a leaking penny
On various blindspots
Can make or unmake you
With just a phrase
And not an edition
I feel liss in your abode
As you wallow in despair
Until you become decedent
Latent and rarely apparent
Don't take me for granted
I am small but mighty
he inhales and becomes one with the moon
carries a spoon in his heart
to gather kindness and compassion
love is only complete with his other half
dancing like children
sharing reason and emotions
holding up when one of them falls
lightness sheds the weight from his shoulders
as he leans on his lover
in times of shine and seeming eclipse
imbued by lunar absorption
he radiates condenses reflects
on the stellar complexion
of walking in lockstep
as their footprints shape patterns
into the sand of togetherness
21st February 2023
My soul wanders in the dark alley within
with my being plunged in the pitfall of dismay.
The indistinct frailty future uncertain
casts sordid shadow of anguish
that condenses into deep darkness,
engulfing my essence in Tamasic nothingness.
The flame of Christ is then ignited within me
to incinerate the spreading wings of ego,
glow the realigned elements of the dormant spirit,
guide me away from the mirage of opulence,
and flash in the mindscape the sagacious sense,
not to be allured by Rajasic impermanence.
Freed from the errant life’s morbid web,
the cleansed soul shines with Christ consciousness
within the cauldron of timeless deep silence,
where the joy of living resonates with love.
As the rays of insight radiate from the abyss,
I am suffused with sublime Sattvaic bliss.
_________________
June 15, 2022
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Memories of youth after many turning pages still in touch,
captured imaginations painted by passing clouds as such.
The princess of heart enters my dreaming sphere,
by first sight not knowing how she got there.
My castle of dreams in secrecy of captured imagination,
only those things I love allowed in that sensation.
We never spoke and yet I listen to those fractions in time,
seeing you in other worlds not the same.
Frame by frame through many splendid gentle wishes,
leading always to the smiles of first touch kisses.
As tragedies are the parts to purpose senses,
the captured distress of you in me condenses.
The heroic act by journeying through the land of beast,
facing fiery dragons and dark swordsmen from the east.
Saved by potions of righteous fortune declaration,
our future had a all written over liberation.
Eons of times later in retrospect of another reality,
the struggle of marriage and its inherited mentality.
The truth by innocent dreams of loving affection,
the never ending stories and its eyes of utopian connection.
Dollars and consensus,
Violate our senses,
A symbol condenses,
Our spirit's presence,
For paper worth less than a cent is.
rising sun
melts frost in spring....
warm breath condenses
Awake to face the noon day dawn
like a loving doe or that in a fawn
we all want to belong
I exist as a vapor then I am no more...
And then clouds form
when the invisible vapours
in the air,
condenses into visible droplets...
And thus the cycle continues...
sprinkled with a bit of care
the love to behold a new day's sun
Songs of The season
Throughout the house
Aesthetically pleasing
Days on the couch
Little red noses
Wishing for snow
Tongues in the air
Hearts aglow
Twinkle of lights
Adorning fences
As day becomes night
The await condenses
Alas, Kris Kringle
Takes to the sky
Wishes fulfilled
For every closed eye
Footballs and baby dolls
Bikes for little tikes
Magic fills the halls
And streets, alike
The 25th of December
Has come at last
Another to remember
But gone too fast
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