illumination radiance gleaming spectrum
the lightness of being reflected in meditation
karmic invigoration when Newton’s apple rises
above the false gravity of seeming impermanence
cause and effect in cosmic unmeasurable cycles
tantric proportions of spiritual enlightenment
the Buddha seduces the Virgin Mary in foreplay
of heavenly promises and miraculous passion
gleaming brilliance blinds all darkness
when luster emerges from devilish shadows
waiting for providence necessities action
one cannot light a fire without a spark
once ember glows momentum evolves
future and past merge into presence
suffering of suffering yields epiphanous healing
all chakras open and ready for more
the time will come when you visualize sounds
hear what plays out in your eyes
touch taste and smell the spell of their union
and become one with yourself and the Universe
Insidious like cancer
Concealed, deceptive
A thief in the night
The treacherous friend –
This is Doubt.
Radiance incomparable
Like ten thousand suns ablaze
An epiphanous marvel
The support beneath your wings –
This is Faith.
Unsteady as a rope bridge
Stretching across a chasm
A blind leap into uncertainty
The confidence of a believer –
This is Trust.
Glorious like the Almighty’s mercy
Having the capacity to heal or hurt
All-consuming yet self-sacrificing
The power that grants immortality –
This is Love.
THE TALE OF THE AWSOME WINSOME KNIGHT
© 2021 John T Haupt
Armed with luminosity,
And with epiphanous numinosity,
With snicker-snacks,
And a few quick hacks
The winsome knight vanquished
The frumious bandersnatch
In all the fierceness of its abundant ferocity,
And came galumphing back home
In victory.
What is… inherent,
what’s not… implied
Epiphanous moments
—waiting inside
(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2021)
Poetry travels
where Prose cannot go
To sleep with the stars,
by heaven aglow
Each new verse a planet,
orbiting round
An Epiphanous light
—burning profound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Poetry travels
where Prose cannot go
To sleep with the stars,
by heaven aglow
Each new verse a planet,
orbiting round…
An Epiphanous light,
—burning profound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
OK, the pencils are sharp, erasers are handy
And the paper is fresh for writing.
The chair is comfortable, my clothes are warm
And the room has plenty of lighting.
This poem is going to be huge and epic,
It will say everything that’s on my mind.
Every emotional truth, an epiphanous proclamation,
Every adjective will be underlined.
Now, think, what will I write about, what words will I use,
What sentence will I utilise at the start?
Will it sound like a story, a personal story or
Will I just write it straight from my heart?
Hmmmm… all these decisions are tricky, I need to relax,
Might make a quick cup of tea.
That’s better, my brain has calmed down,
My mind, it can wonder now it’s free.
Nup, still got nothing, maybe today I’m not meant to write,
Might turn off this small writing lamp.
Maybe I should just admit to myself,
I got hit with the dreaded writer’s cramp.
Ice blue winter sky
Epiphanous window sun -
Floor nap nirvana
Shadow of Ignorance
by Odin Roark
How pervasive
This innocence
Turned weapon
Casting as it does
But silhouettes of its reality
The shadow of man
So often seen
So clandestine its verity
Moving over landscapes
Brightly lit with fear
Politics
Religion
Relationships
Business
On it goes
This outline of purpose
Hiding stealthily behind
Its backlit reality
Blind remains the perceiver
Trusting that which can’t be seen
Except by penumbra’s
Epiphanous delusion
Rare integrity
Steps from behind the eclipse
Revealing their true certitude
Risking that many perceivers
Will see such action specious
Leeriness of convictions
Dictates reason as shield
Aware mendacious agendas
Prevail as the given today
Thus argue the conscious
To excuse ourselves with ignorance
Is derelict of duty
Hastening the speed of covert influence
Rapidly paving persuasive highways
Where opportunity shows little honesty
Continuing to deceive our sense of safety
With misleading caution signs
Many speed through just before
Plunging over the cliff
In the elemental
Lies the trangression
In the captive recesses
Prehistory enhanced with
The bindings of developmental
Snowfall, arching beyond
Never grounded but when compressed
Understood
Epiphanous nobility attained yet
Never closer but by starfall