There is a cosmic reason
we’ll find greatness in every little detail
~ the universe in constant evolution
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
Do not stare in unbelief
Or marvel at the moment of a miracle
Rather stand in complete relief
That energy has shown itself completely
In metamorphic perfection
Metamorphic elements in pure perfection
Evolve and become the seeds
The next stage of evolution
Be not in a state of amazement
But content in each moment of the process
shakti faculty uncoils awake, rise
sacred kundalini life-force stream
connecting radiant spiral wheels gleam
ecstatic prana floods to paradise
creative energy winding serene
unifies with cosmic Supreme divine
sanctified exposed exalted benign
purified individual Soul seen
equal masculine and feminine poles
high frequency Source liberates powers
supersonic singular wisdom grow
gracefully presents fertility whole
hot bellied alert colour fruity hours
spinal heat euphoric consciously flow
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Johre
White Light
penetrates Gaia
she opens Her lava
oozes the Violet Flame
fountains of Sophi-El spring
containing silver fish
we eat them Not
Johre reward >>
Integration =
Sati
masculine feminine
figure of eight moves
awareness defines steps
opposites magnetise eyes
east loves west north adores south
within square is rectangle mouthed
circles sliding across smoothly flow
overlapping voids birth material power
Sati reward >>
Peace =
Shanti
all is One
under Galactic Sun
spiral in seasons graceful tall
points on all timelines timeously fall
dimensional realities to magically merge
human to superhuman, AI to sentient aides
angels to archangels winking in delightful blinks
Shanti reward >>
Power =
Chokoray
next~~~~~~~~~~~~instalment >>>wait
Friendly digits
I ache for robots
I know my longing
For a poet who is longing
For a poet who doesnt know the highest intellectual esteem
To study the artist
Is supreme
The emotional side
About which they dont care
For me is poignant
So why did they stop to stare
Study that human
Crazy as we are
And go out to eat
How bizzarre
The beast must have rest—it's a horse
If not your quest's over—of course
These trips had required
Getting tired and mired
Cars from this hard work—us divorce
Once we were hunter-gatherers
tribes grouped outdoors
before the days of yore
now we're hunt and peckers
each cooped indoors
on personal computer keyboards
and way back when
we'd communicate
banging on the drums
yes since then
we've progressed
today we're all
fingers and thumbs
What we think we know
From the history book as we grow
About how we become humans
Might just be a grain of sand in a desert
Religion taught of the creation
A good will of a bigger being
Who from dust mold, better carves
The most intelligent thing on Earth.
Early scientists say we evolve
From ape-like creatures, bushy hairs
Transformed from round bones to squares
From growing tails to cloning fails.
But I think we a more
We are more of mud and bones
We are more from matter and energy
We are more from light and darkness.
Written: May 26, 2025, For contest By Brian Strand
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I am the universe
Before I was, did my "I" exist?
Atoms danced in cosmic streams,
Born in stars, billions of years past,
Nuclei forged in supernova blasts.
In my parents’ cells, DNA entwined.
A code of life, billions of years refined.
Then, in my mother’s womb, I formed,
Cells dividing, channeling a form
No thought, what’s to come unknown,
A spark of life, a parasite with cords,
I ceased to be that embryonic core,
Born to this Earth, a womb yet bigger,
A world of senses, mind’s new light,
Neurons firing, 'I' getting charged
Each stage evolves—new faculties unfold.
From single cells to tales retold.
Here, too, I’ll fade, my atoms free,
Recycled through Earth’s chemistry.
To a greater womb? Will I know,
Perhaps the stars,whence It all began,
Energy derived from cosmic pool,
From Big Bang’s pulse to life’s last breath,
Forms transform, energy never dies.
Evolution Not just species, but life’s design,
Evolving through time’s endless line.
From unknown voids to known’s existence,
I am the universe, seeking its face.
Cars, we never had the luxury of cars,
We would endure harsh conditions just to get to places.
Places, we never had sleek structures,
Our buildings were made of mud, unconducive for learning.
Learning, you complain of stress,
The only things we had were books.
Books cause we never had the internet,
We would sweat in the library just to get facts.
Facts, I'll tell you a fact,
Just because you suffered doesn't mean we should too.
Too much progress has been made,
So stop comparing your times with ours.
Our things should not be like yours,
The good things we do, don't have to be the way you once did them.
Freedom must be won
Oppression beaten and done;
Let’s follow Heron:
Let’s make revolution live;
Defeating oppression’s jive:-
Come revolution,
Heal syndrome’s devolution;
Curing delusion:
It’s time for revolution;
Let’s get to liberation:-
We’ve survived much worse
Of the oppressor’s dam curse;
Now’s too, we will burst:
Liberation’s spring is here;
We’ll be fighting without fear:-
Now, its you folk’s call,
To deal with that choice by y’all;
Least all your hopes fall:-
Now you must learn from us all,
How to make opposition fall:-
We must get through this,
Can’t loose hope or be remiss;
Chains, we must resist:-
This Cold War too, must be done;
Liberty fought for and won:-
Fighting years ahead,
Election chains must be shed;
Let’s put fear to bed:-
Let’s fight for democracy
And our equanimity:-
The Golden Mean
A simple mathematical ratio: 1.1.618
All nature in its simplicity follows this mean
Shapes pleasing to the eye
All in natural proportion
Flowers on a plant
Leaves on a tree
Nautilus spiral shells on a beach
Human ears on a head
Eyes on a face
Studied by mankind for millennia
Mathematicians and artists
Architects and builders
Musicians and scientists
Have all copied the Golden Mean
Randomness or evolution?
Or, perhaps creation.
(“Still Life”, 2021, original encaustic)
A World of Thoughtforms
Caught in cascade tumble
Splashing here there
Without time to collect my self
Let alone thoughts
What is up becomes down
And down up.
As I fall
Bits and pieces
Are left scattered
Splashed onto shores
Evaporating into nothing
Leaving only flow.
Somehow in the process
One is made greater
With their losses
Stripped of identities
Like so many badges
Of false honor.
Not greater in stature
Or reason, or anything
That one would wish for
Or hope to attain
But in something beyond
And then beyond even that.
Caught in cascade tumble
Life is chelated
Inexorable union of psyche and substance
As Sun made flesh and fiber shines
In every element, thoughtforms all
Of that which has no name.
(3/1/25)
new year, new you
preposterous poppycock
seasoned you shines through
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