Visual pleasuring
Of a more active
And not at rest, dead-looking
Definable sort.
One's lost soul fragments
A traumatized youth's
Sea's, land's wet and wild torments
From out them retrieved?
Or so drawn, for it, so grieved?
Nor that. Least not now!
Quite the opposite. O'er wow
Deities who cavort.
“Change and changelessness, the definable and the indefinable are untrue. If the truth is in the Self alone, why dost thou, who art the identity in all, grieve in thy heart?”
For the lucid dreamer, no rules apply ~
Enjoying full freedom, wingless we fly
Wholeness
appears as
separation~
As a thought
can appear as
dogma~or
As no thing
appearing as wholeness
appearing as separation~
No guarantees
Apparently~~
Wholeness
no definition~
Separation
no definition~
No-definition
appearances
of separation
of wholeness~~
Wholeness
indefinable
presents as
Separation
definable~
Wholeness is
definable and
not~as is
Separation~~
Light
inexplicable light
already appears as
the story
via definable
shadows~
let there be
shadows~~
All appearances
Are nothing appearing..
Appearances are not
Definable because they
Are nothing...
Seems like a good story..!!
Words
Seem to be used
As definable and
Indefinable..
The definables tell
The stories which
Dreams are made of..
The indefinable may
Appear as a
Simple story
In which
The indefinable
Applies to all
Words...
Institutions
Attempt to define
What is not definable
So that adherents
Might own a set
Of concepts..
Which when believed
May be idolatrous to
That which can't be
Defined...
I define myself
without false immodesty
as definable and
indefinable. I'm friend
of beauty, defender
of love guardian
of friendship...
I'm metaphor, I'm carbon
of organic links
I'm quantum physics
and I'm a mystery...
I'm a burning coal black
to light brotherhood fires
chains that link human to divine...
I am light of many lights
and abyss of deep recesses
but always in search of knowledge...
I am the synthesis of all that
inhabited me and inhabit
thanks to the Superior... !
By this grace I am today
POET!
PS Immodesty as long as i AM sure OF what i AM... A SON OF GOD
that makes me feel strong AND brave to face adversities OF the world
gravitating together,
children - puffy fat in snowsuits - grasp
one another's mittened hands,
in-line unison,
their fall backwards into a soft ridge of snow
kid-laughter dances on the bending wind of cold
saturated tones of silliness
freefall play
repeated in fresh drifts with puckish twists
newfound layers of warmth
with ruddy, winter-worn complexions
an untroubled time
in the bruised abundance of snow
etched by imprints
winter's candy floss to children
life-loving voices that torch the chilling air
with joy
before heartbreak is definable
before bindings shape their toil
Poem composed February 20, 2022
Close to a scandalous ten thousand,
A reproach to the late Reverend Townsend;
All with their advertising megaphones,
And big dreams-nursing microphones …
In my town of domicile
With odds one can’t reconcile
Which I had some time walked miles
With my job-hunting files
That rather handed me victorious counts
Of how their number mounts:
I tell you: A Religious Harassment,
An unendurable embarrassment;
Ten thousand, really a killing figure
For a town wielding not the circumference of Cairo
And herself not lending to vigour
Definable with honest biro …
I still maintain: gong hollowed-out halls,
No Rock Musician would try for his frenzied falls;
A good many of them: a late traveler’s tent,
Whose thanksgivings broadcast Satan’s intent …
Never could be God’s umbrella,
For the catholic Emmanuel and Emmanuella;
Nor altars for demonic exits
From Christ’s patronizing visits …
Christ’s salvation current;
Is unthinkable in rooms of high rent!
Nothingness neither space nor time
Between then and now, now and then
What was no more, is now...begin
Blank mind with no rhyme
Where there is not anything definable
Best by being here and being gone
Being neither off nor on
Nil, nada, maybe gaseous unrefinable.
written August 4, 2021
especially for "The Void" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
Young Again***
The true story tells of a boy
Whose near-death experience
Took him on a tour of heaven.
The movie trailer shows the boy
Unable to recognize a photo of his
Elderly, deceased grandfather...
Until he sees a photo of grandpa as
A young man-about-town of which
The boy says, “Oh, I everyone
Is young in heaven!” And,
Like most, I felt joy at the idea —
Mostly the idea of joint pain relief
To be found in a heavenly re-gained
youth;
But then, I got to thinking:
How young is young-again in
heaven?
Perhaps, one should be old enough
To read or use a telescope?
Do our souls become legal at 21?
Is 40 too old to let me reunite
With my husband for eternity?
What of the souls who did not
Find their love for Jesus until 60?
Is the peak of life definable by age?
Is it the distance or the depth
Of the soul that is sought? And,
When is the how that is measured?
Is 33 our cut-off? I think that is
When I began real life kindergarten.
———————————————————————
(C) sally young eslinger 4/21
Peace is what there needs to be
No more wars, guns or fights we’ll see
How many lost and lonely souls
Or death dealt with destruction as a goal
Fight for the right a slogan made
Definable and needed for this escapade
Is that a slogan or a price to cherish
If we march to our future we may yet perish.
Life is what you live and how you live it
It is not definable nor was it meant to be a playground
If we knew why life exists we would only question more
One day each of us will reach the end of this miraculous journey
The energy that was us will return to the vastness of space
As we are but an extension of the stars from which we were born
From nothingness we came and to nothingness we shall return
As it is this state that puts our minds to rest and brings us eternal peace
So cherish each moment of awareness that this life allows
Turn each day into one that brings help to others and pride to within
For it is only by using your energy in a positive way that you can find happiness
Believe in what you will and let not others sway you from those beliefs
As long as they do no harm to others they are yours and yours alone
The journey's end lies ahead for all of us and is inevitable
Do not leave this Earth with hate and bigotry in your heart
Love is not a weakness, it is the strength that hopefully will define humankind
Let us carry that love in our energy as we pass it to the stars
EVIL FLIRT
The first dance with you,with my flirting beats
makes you shy at first.
the hands on your waist hold you tight in my arms
with the shyness with a warm hug you dance
when you talk like a baby girl and i reply on you
like a kid than sweet anger on your face makes me smile
The melodies sound of water fall ,
sound of air breeze your long hair touches my face
Eyes of undefinable beauty,trying to flirt with my words but
its hard to do cause of non definable gorges,adorable,delightful,
hot,cutie person cant be define with a words
like color of red cant be take out from a rose
taste of green apple cant be delicious as you words
my words fall on your feet but your EVIL FLIRT cant
be describe i love you
with love all
jagdish bajantri
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.