we see it clearly
the screen of awareness
from birth to death, is unchanging
what changes is our perspective
as also roller coaster of life
and body that ages
each half breath pauses
positioning us in the vast void
in slow motion, three Gunas interplay
that from which all emanations arise
we find in time dissolved silence
tranquil peace, vibrant bliss
entwined with the all there is
29-October-2022
From source Emanations reverent
Spaces born of oneness collectives
Infiltrate infinity prize prism clouds
Freeing premier born Divine Nexus knots.
Pulse towers of vacuum awakenings
Cross vast voids, returning to Light.
Forgotten planets pilot plot
Trans dimensional torrent tearing,
Luminescent love waves weave
Dematerialized spirals secreting sentient
Sentient staggered transmissions.
Reflections of Reality permeate
Into other expansions revealing
Silent stirs of universal echoes.
Destinies of beings, Galaxy's child,
Creates conscious codes of Existence.
Synchronicity glides effortlessly
among ancient star chronicled
corporeal prophecies.
Ominous omnipresence.
*Image of Fireflies, Lightning Bugs, and Glowworms by Old Farmer's Almanac
*Lampyrid Rhapsody
Aliferous light
launched nightlife emanations~~
bombshells arrest eyes
of mini suns erupting
beams, amidst earth's verdant life.
2022 March 09
*1st Place*
Firefly Tanka
~~JCB Brul: Judged 2022 March 16
*Lampyrid: Fireflies, Lightning Bugs, or Glowworms
NOTE: Formerly written as a Haiku, 2021 August 02, presently rewritten as a Tanka, 2022 March 09.
HMS: 5,7,5,7,7.
It’s the flow that energizes;
from brain to paper though it changes
from sparking though to inky pools;
emanations upon the page like,
fresh blood from a wound.
I bleed words...
rhyming, redundant, mystical,
metaphorical; imagery drawn
upon a blank canvas.
I have no choice, you see;
it comes and inundates my brain,
overflowing the grey cells with passion’s
bliss, I pour...
Inspiration from nature’s very soul;
the world is a painting,
waiting to be revealed;
transcending the womb,
to wing its way to the page;
a butterfly upon its way.
My pen bleeds the soul
of eternal secrets;
it is the magic wand and
I am a channel,
for the universe...
I pour.
Eyes convey in their breaths,
energy emanations from the soul.
To listen to the eyes requires
ears of the soul; listen mode.
Pastel florals arise and flow,
in hues of tranquil misting seas.
Back light of a sapphire glow,
captivates the heart of glee.
Impassioned crest of rainbow song,
crescendos in the twilight beams.
Where angels walk abreast in throngs,
emanations of hope begin to stream.
Majesty of the cresting wave,
gifts sinewy strings of morning dew.
Mother Nature then engraves,
her claim of incandescent hues.
Gay sings the bird up in the bower;
in observation of the blossoming flowers.
8-3-2021
A Brian Strand Your Choice Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
*Image of Fireflies, Lightning Bugs, and Glowworms by Old Farmer's Almanac
*Lampyrid enthuses
aliferous light
launched nightlife emanations
bombshells arrest eyes
*Fireflies, Lightning Bugs, or Glowworms
2021 August 02
One day i will be so clear
that everyone will sight me...
One day I will be so much further
pure that I will only be essence...
Essentially spirit!
One day I won't even have
smells or scents.. but
everyone will feel mine
emanations from remote...
One day I won't verbalize,
but everyone will discern me...
I will no formerly a man,
but a being of light !
PS suggestef song THE LIGHT by Donovan Leitch
https://youtu.be/wa5u2KuYN_k
Elysian ellipses of poetry's pride...
a literary litany that draws from
sunlit and moonlit
eloquent emanations ensuing
silent shadows that follow
mystical movement,
integrating intrigue.
Passion and beauty
fuel fecund imaginations
expressed from a Bard's bucolic
and loquacious,
luscious machinations,
sharing a gem of their soul.
Wrap me in your
timeless treasures and
leave me to bask breathless
in poetry's pride!
4-26-20
Cornucopia Poetry Contest ~Second Place~Premiere contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
April is Poetry Month. Celebrate Poetry!
There’s a cult fever chill
in the Assyrian air
Coven chants of Rabshakeh croaks
are placebo heard
‘round the alabaster oval frond
Toadie tongues swallow
swarm of fly words,
a-blowing Nineveh ill
Maggot tone larvae of lies
carried on an opiate pulse wind,
which conscience kill
Smell the fetid emanations
a-blowing siren shrill
Sickening Jareb adulation
has an electromagnetic vibration —
An idolized fealty feel
o’er a static opaque Ivory pond
Such a graven attraction!
A tubular ill wind is a-blowing:
Pinocchio sparrows
love to sniff
the parrot vespers —
This Shalman spoiled scent
is so bow, vile vapor bent
A burnt brass odor that don’t spit relent
Tempestuous Tiglath thoughts
got those sluice echo, Beth-aven tadpoles
desiring flagellated more
So woe much more
odious,
Pul windpipe pestilence
An unpalatable breeze message sent:
Let Sennacherib penny pus lips
sordid profit kiss
the covetous wound not cured
There in a galaxy and a land, far, far away
There are super Stars and super Humanoids
They playing baseball with hot plasma baseballs
Aliens are causing bright light luminous emanations:
These from their lightning light-saber laser like bats
A League of teams is fighting for their own home planet life
No one ever touches the ground over there
The only very strict rule is to keep walking on the atmosphere
The cleats used there are to be able to endlessly hover
Also, on their backs are super powerful gama-ray jetpacks
Home-runs there do cause volcanic catastrophic land shocks
To win is life with zeal, to lose is a demise and a death unseen
Somethings there are similar as here; these things to be pondered
J - Jubilant
A - Aromatic
S - Source
M - Magically
I - Intensifying
N - Nature's
E - Emanations
© Demetrios Trifiatis
20 March 2019
On wings of silken webbing, angels fly.
Secret helpers among us, seldom show themselves to
us in, their real forms.
Emanations of light, vibrating in rhythm to God’s music.
self to expound,
whereby scrawling how painful
eye experience,
where 21st century
urban jungle doth abound
to exacerbate anxiety and panic,
aye noticed round
about puberty, and plugged up ears
to dull the nerve wrack
king Breitbart cacophony
even family pet
dogs (part Border
Collie and Hell Hound)
barked with shrill torturous yap,
which reverberation did
assault and pound
delicate constituent
audiological organ of mine
impossible to avoid unwillingly
being part of loud culture club
emanations impossible to dub,
thus helplessly bombarded, exposed,
and subjected to discordant
damaging noise found
me to flub
attendant tasks, especially grub
bing to earn chump change
to avoid mingling at social hub
rather remain hermetically
sealed, where nub
body cant see me, hence
that concludes thine literary rub.
I’m definitely eraser old skool
My muse keystrokes
are quirky cool
Padawan woodpecker
tap ... tap ... tap
on dense ears of educated fools
Principled pencil-head me
will cursive
rap ... rap ... rap
on toes of uneducated, dull tools
That’s just a guaranteed
blot splatter pile
Keep them haters on a Rorschach opaque see
Rico Suave ink style
always got a chest message from down deep
I most certainly be a virtual invisible rebirth newbie
My ruminating contemplations
are plain as the joyous smiles on an infant baby
Grasshopper of the temple holy,
me quantum leap into the great cosmic sea
Ascension space mariner of the Nth nebular dimension
The Infinity transmission Light beacon beckons me,
elevated consciousness is my photon-winged destiny
Loss of ego self is the treasured skeleton key,
that opens the prism door to existential harmony
Purity thought emanations
is the oscillating blessed yet-to-be
Down-to-earth sleep mode ink
is my stylish font, daily transported awakening
Unknown new name is my promised recurring dream
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