It was a wonder,
How could people live so short sighted?
Until a walk outside among them revealed,
That their compulsions had chased away the stars.
When you're surrounded by lights within arm's reach -
And every urge is reciprocated ten-fold,
Then how could you ever, in your wildest desires -
Possibly expect to shoot for the sky?
impulse rain
magical thinking
a perspective
fragile and porous
fundamental elements
.
werdz
the need
sumtimez the
urgent
tuh spill
then again
Dear diary
she were strut'n
not stroll'n
her purty glanced at me
no
not stared
her countenance though
said
"i'm the wife you're
looking for"
Okay
but she
wink'd
Friendships, wordy scripts, cameras, microphones and venue blips. Call security, no need to be shirty, let's go again.. scene five, take thirty. Action. Cut. Time for tea. The bar is closed but coffee's free. The waiting patiently never ends. We chat we laugh. We're making friends. The brushes flash across my brow.. my shirt is steamed no creases now. As runners jog and sound men lean. I've learned my lines, we're quite a team.. with birthday Sue and sooty Dave.. the risks we take favour the brave. It's all been worth the sweat and tears, a hundred props of seventeen years. With actors, crew and faithful few. The final shots to rave review. A shout hooray and rapturous clap.
For Acting on Impulse.. it's a wrap x
Time turns on wrinkled canvas,
winter spider in twilight hour
weaves senility web,
empty eyes wander in wasteland.
Hedonist psyche refuses
to gauge the grief of loss.
Face morphs into metaphor
for the past panorama dislodged,
captured in the snapshot
of narcissist impulse congealed.
Of origin unknown
Silently rippling
Through the vast
Nothingness of space
Piercing all things
And beings
The Creative Impulse
Wills this precious
Delicate motion
We the pierced
Know as life
Chastised by conscience that we may be baptised,
essence of presence melded with the vast void,
that in timeless time clear truth be realised,
being no longer by lower mind decoyed,
that requires everything to be weighed and sized,
so it came to pass, with delusion destroyed,
we found ourselves within but not of the world,
since the flag of love was in our heart unfurled.
The sweet of desire, ignites
the sensual moonlight, drives
sound hallucination of the senses!
each caress virgin
uniqueness in renewal ~
uninhibited
05 -November-2022
Searching for the koel’s song,
the crow’s harsh caw judged as wrong,
both desire and aversion,
causing soul light’s subversion.
Inbuilt prejudice and rage,
merely ego thought form cage,
which mindful eye does discern,
thus preventing soul to burn.
The truth impulse of our soul,
as conscience, guides our life role,
steering us toward God’s light,
in cave of heart, glowing bright.
21-August-2022
"The soul of Nature, echoes endlessly
through the infinite rhythmic tick tock of the seasons."
Quote_by Poet
Dawn awakes as it was given a brush
And a palette of watercolors nurturing nature
Undecided as for spring, summer, fall, or winter.
A blending of warm lemons into the flawless sun
And the harmony of indigo into the boundless heaven.
Purple steeples rose and laid gently against the skyline
As the prepossessing gentle breeze whispers to a sea
Of love struck waving verdant meadow and crimson poppies.
A shadowed, gravel path, dusted with earthly leaven,
Untraveled turns and bends, but just the imprints of the wild.
2/22/2022
F Form - Free Verse- New - Poetry Contest 1. Nature
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Brilliant brown vibes curl around my neck,
drop down my spine and embrace my ribcages,
I am one holding the night
and command its flow to linger
with anticipation.
Believe, the beauty of this woman
is a symphonic landscape on my velvety imagination,
I follow her aromatic shadow
down the steamy corridors of my soul.
Dark skin, I worship the hands
that molded you from the inside of your mothers womb.
Ancient bone of the Ashanti tribe,
seedling of the Luba tree,
your fruits shall be forever sweet to the southern palate.
You illuminate the present better than stars
light up the heavens,
I hold the night, you bring the glow.
Running on impulse
mirroring my inner flame;
It may feel extreme
swallowing down high voltage,
that’s just what love means to me.
Discern impulse coming from soul
Soft whispers of conscience
Know God merger is our true goal
Our heart’s luminescence
To be clear and succinct
Rest animal instinct
Let soul be by love inked
Ego repulse
Discern impulse
11-November-2021
Quietus
Echoed noises
warning signs
cubs ditch
Bewildered parents stand
fearlessly
watching, listening, smelling
danger
Photo 3
Picture This 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
7/5/2021
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