Eclipse Concrete poems of Alan Riddell
With 50 word pictures( this short book of concrete poems was in 1972) truly innovative using a typewriter keyboard to create concrete poetry
.The current expanded digital keyboard of the modern era facilitates
greater pictorial shape poetry
( as illustrated for example by the 'emagi' reverse
ekphrasis poetic form) which owes much to the
concepts displayed half a century earlier .
Concrete poet Alan Riddell
with the typewriter did excel
Picture poems were his (u) (s) (p)
created with a simple tab-key
A child of the light..I was always an early riser, before i was one year old i would climb up a bedroom dresser and sit with
My back to the mirror watching my sleeping parents.' Yes I am a lover of light.'
From a bright land.. I detest dark practices
And have on more than one occasion, told
Strangers of their occoult acts.' Uncovered
Them in sight of God and man.' I am
seething just as oil boils, so my blood burns at any strike against innocent people, especially acts designed to degrade and humiliate, I am against war as it facilitates
Much of that.' I always bear in my mind the
Genocide of hitlers plan ' And his idea to
Form Europe into one power block, and that i see before my eyes, trying to emerge yet now, world-wide' Its not
going to be stopped unless, you have
the same realisations, if not you will shuffle
along..In
The same hopeless old manner.i espouse to call out ethnic genocode..I am against all wars, and, wish and pray for
peace, I cling to. God and His great
goodness, manifest in Jesus Christ; Amen.'
the nose chakra vibrates
celebrating pranic breath drawn
commingled with bliss that never abates
God’s boundless grace is what presence counts on
the thirty three stringed spine as always stands erect
with tranquil heart balancing all energies in its fold
as a receptor we simply do as God does direct
revealing our aura aflame in hues of gold
awareness bilocation is now the norm
dancing in form and motionless in the void
kundalini moves as she likes birthing a bliss storm
whilst Shiva facilitates existence in stillness unalloyed
with ego erased we no longer weigh, measure or size
assigning no meanings to benedictions of grace
as we metamorphose we slowly do realise
God always holds us in close embrace
Igneous rocks moltened, crystallized, solidified
rising towards the surface like a hot furnace
Volcanic activity of the soul, conundrum of the heart
rule out the mind and the body facilitates, erupts !
One transformative honest experience and we
arrive at a gestalt moment of truth, we are
both energies, ... "explosive and implosive"
filled with adroitness and clumsiness alike
Profound changes in ones individual essence
can be an awakening of great disturbance
Within the ring of fire, boundaries co-exist
illumination is feasible if it is undeniable !
Magnetic moments in the soul reinforced
through our dreams, hopes, and fears....
Owning both destructive and creative powers
our souls do make choices each and every day
Both volcanoes and souls contain openings
and when the day of reckoning is near
we either choose to lay dormant or explode
it all depends upon our soul's barcode...
the chin chakra’s resolve
facilitates meditation
Self in heart celebrates
at the bliss play station
we look on in wonderment
as hidden nodes emerge
there’s nothing we need to do
save watching God’s bliss surge
Big war inc.. Is currently promoting, a war in Ukraine
And war in Isreal and Gaza, the war not being prom-oted
Is the truly global one against all humanity.' It did get some
Exposure when epstien got jail, a little more when maxwell
Followed, and some more when Angel studios produced
(The sound of freedom film) that hollywood I hear was by
Nefarious means suppressing and spreading misinfo
About, it became a blockbuster film ( it is drawn from true
Life actions ) of ex- c i a agent Tim Ballard, and shows
How child and people traffiking is a ' real buisness ' which
War facilitates.! I think anybody reading may get the
Picture.?
Repeated immersion and emergence
from lucid dreams that to us feel real,
facilitates dormant soul’s resurgence,
celebrating pulse of bliss beat appeal.
Held captive in this feeble body-mind,
we wish to feel heavenly bliss on earth,
that we no longer flounder about blind,
reflecting radiance, bubbling with mirth.
Flowing mindfully, we gentle our touch,
recognising that God in-dwells all forms,
relinquishing use of thought as a crutch,
invoking thereby, rapturous bliss storms.
We already are what we yearn to be ~
In the void of silence, we’re always free
Knowing the whys and wherefores
For the traumas that come into our lives
Helping us to open long-concealed doors,
It refreshes our spirit and clearly revives.
For the traumas that come into our lives
We undertake enlightenment recovery
It refreshes our spirit, clearly revives
Facilitates important inner discovery.
We undertake enlightenment recovery
As the philosopher said, “Know thyself,”
Facilitates important inner discovery,
Helping one gain responsibility for oneself.
As the philosopher said, “Know thyself,”
One understands strengths and flaws
Helping one gain responsibility for oneself,
Gives us an appreciation for natural laws.
One understands strengths and flaws
Helping us to open long-concealed doors
Gives us an appreciation for natural laws
Knowing the whys and wherefores.
NINTH PLACE WINNER
Written October 23, 2022
[a Pantoum]
Submitted to “ER - Enlightenment Recovery” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
Angels in White
_________________
When Life Vitals are on machine
Whether in ICU or in General Ward
Role of Nurses is always Special !
She pricks needles, administers drips
Facilitates Tests, Measures pulse, B.P.
She is vital link between you and doctor
She was there when you were born
She gave you first bath
She is there any time you are hospitalised
She flanks doctors as Angels Wings
She stands guard even while you sleep
She is ever ready to attends monitors beep
Some call them as Nurse
Some call them Sisters
But to me, in whites, they are Angels
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© Hitendra Mehta
F R E E D O M
finite minds cannot fathom
flows through faith
fearlessly, yet jubilantly following
footsteps of the Lord, omnipotent truth-Fortress
Foundation anchoring liberty-frame
fostering compassionate living against falsehood’s flattery…
Fruitful in fidelity’s furtherance
flawless freedom’s fullness
fixed and offered by heavenly Father
fuels forgiveness
facilitates reconciliation with foes
fastens families and friends
forbearing one another in fellowship feasting…
Flourishing in God’s favour
faultless freedom
forsakes feigning foolishness
framed upon feebleness
forgets frustration-falls
forbids anxious fretting
fenced inside love’s fulfillment…
Fervently facing fleshly filthiness by divine force
freed soul from hell’s fury flames
fixes flight with spiritual fortitude
fighting failures as triumphant servant-finisher~~~
first thanking Christ’s sacrifice, excellently foremost
furnishing assured eternal freedom
finally to reign midst peace, joy, charity… forever.
With Sol shining spectacularly bright,
I woke to the trickle of melting snow.
Hoping that Spring had arrived overnight,
dripping icicles set my heart aglow.
And while Winter may still be holding tight,
in a few weeks she'll be forced to let go.
And when the daffodils sprout from the ground,
She'll simply slip away, without a sound.
I hear the honking of geese heading home:
their cacophony, music to my ears.
And as melting lakes shine like liquid chrome,
icicles morph into Spring's tepid tears.
And a world packed in snowy styrofoam,
revives, as it has for billions of years.
Resurrecting colors that are varied,
Spring germinates seeds that Autumn buried.
I'm delighted to see patches of green
polka-dot the alabaster landscape.
Winter no longer dominates the scene;
the melting snowmen can't retain their shape.
And each breath of Spring air smells fresh and clean,
as it facilitates Winter's escape.
Sol's shining with an optimistic glow
that soon, wildflowers will begin to show.
Chosen notes laid bare at my mercy
Charmed, turned inside out, tamed
Broken by journey, daily rehearsing
Beseiged items of song I claimed
Careful voice knows each moment
Compels structural panache
Brittle sought segmented emotion
Beheld throughout practice
Arrangement rearranges expected
Angelic wings caress pitchfork
Flamboyant heart unprotected
Fury and recovery performed
Aspiration to improve exhilerates
Accuracy achieved with monotiny
Freshly felt sentiment facilitates
Fire's insistant scorching qualities
Demeanor of virgin approaches
Embodies knowledge of whore
Delivers comfort of hostess
Emits words with utmost rapport
Dancing intrinsically partners song
Gut driven momentum emphatic
Every melody wants us to respond
Galvanised elements cinematic
25th July 2020
Half past December the dim light comes
Transfers gray images reflected on the lake
From clouds crowding the sky about to cry
Huddled near by are the strange mountains
Holding scenery together just close by
Calm facilitates a kaleidoscopic morning rite
Maneuvers with blue birds dipping down to take a drink
Makes ripples in the time line they deserve
Thirst works with maturity in harmony with nature
The common observer takes it all in at once
They come to the conclusion that all is well
There is more to be perceived if given more time
To a paradox generated to facilitate the calm
There is no sin in simply breathing
absolute insight,
so rare
brings mistrust,
creates anxiety,
perhaps:
but often
is influence,
encourages
empathy
facilitates
interest...
yet is singled out
not admired...but
feared..
..seen as bizarre
Romance is a science:
it’s all about some equation,
not necessarily based on calculation,
but certainly on chemistry
(which is a mystery),
strengthened by physics,
particularly by conduction and radiation,
thereby forming an electromagnetic field,
which facilitates certain biochemical reactions,
setting up and, in turn, accelerated
by a rhythmic process,
which may lead to reproduction!
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Composed on July 27, 2017
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