Imagine a vertical column of light,
beginning at root, going up to the crown,
a tube of magnetism ushering delight,
expanding that energy flows all around,
reverberating thus by day and by night,
wherein all cells of form, in bliss rapture drown.
Pardon our diction; this is fact, not fiction,
here now within form, ego’s crucifixion.
Categories:
initiation, spiritual,
Form: Ottava rima
A wild wisp,
bound by a vile kiss.
A rogue thought,
bound by flesh and an unchaste heart.
The parallax of bliss..
An outcast shut in.
Withering in distraught.
Die blessed, you stand in my cold rot,
Your flow taught.
Beckoned by a teal whisper,
enticing the senses to tame.
Amethyst's fragile wish,
inviting my essence to claim.
Your coy hum softens the core,
irrigates lust, makes me adore.
You dissent yet knead so servile.
Sweet subject, so ready, so fertile.
My Power to poise a psyche,
to hasten growth, or de-generate.
You waste in both pity and modernity;
a Dance of Eternity.
Hold my hand and crawl against the grain.
Surround my ecstasy with your misery and pain.
Hold it tighter and crawl through your shame.
Touch my flare, forget your guilt and blame.
Adhere to me; my servitude of the Bloodmoon.
Rebound your mental plea, succulent flame.
Centuries accrued in its elegant name.
Bask with me, potently; impel and preordain.
Categories:
initiation, dark, freedom, leadership, lust,
Form: Rhyme
Longitude, latitude lives
we strain in this existenance
Inner exuberance, outward compliance
can we exorcise all our ignorance?
redefine our pleasuredoms to
potent people preferentials,
delivering stations of better times
avoiding being lost in aberrant moments
cautioning our latent pastules to levy.
Let us now recreate the mirror of
many measures, wherein the
night begins and all love
resides from within.
Categories:
initiation, fate, identity, longing, love,
Form: Free verse
Vertical rod from root to crown
Throbbing bliss, within which we drown
Represents state of our being
Distancing soul from ego frown
Head and heart with love agreeing
Truth of oneness, clearly seeing
Divine entwined, we stand erect
From erst desires, our soul freeing
As love with love, does so connect
Cleansed now, is our latent defect
Each breath intake, celebration
Love, both the cause and the effect
Dwelling in void of cessation
Heart pulsates with jubilation
Moment to moment, thus vibrant
Unending, our meditation
03-November-2021
Categories:
initiation, spiritual,
Form: Rubaiyat
The Sushumna central funnel aglow
When polarities fuse in stillness slow
Upon divine union renewing within
Manifesting a blissful ignition
Ineffable joy in our heart thus grows
As the mist of bliss in our pores burrows
In feeling so believing, then we know
As the magnetic throb within brightens
The Sushumna
Transiting through a spacial calm mellow
Enlivened by the soma nectar flow
Ego receded, our body lightens
Far distanced from the outer worldly din
The staff of power, which radiates glow:
The Sushumna
24-December-2020
Categories:
initiation, spiritual,
Form: Rondeau
Manipura to Sahasrara the locus, where the throbbing staff of power does focus, suffusing each centre therein with bliss magnetic, is-ness of being-ness vibrant and ecstatic!
Moment to moment
To each bliss throb cognisant
Presence radiant
20-August-2020
Categories:
initiation, spiritual,
Form: Haibun
the sun fades with a sigh
she and I stand together
a night of neon dreams
I give her a Valentine
she gives me her heart
a friendship for ages
becomes something more
we tell each other
I love you
for the first time
a breathless moment
I whisper
lest the moment be broken
and she says she likes my poem
and she likes something
as simple as a bio about me
desires to share
beg another evening
Categories:
initiation, hope, love, romantic,
Form: Verse
You came like an unveiled chameleon
Tried so hard to study the nature of the environment it’s into
Maturely penetrated through our minds
Fueled our behaviour which engulfs in a smoke
It chameleon character which faded and changed into our flames
And furtherly flared the smoke up and turn it into an unextinguished fire
Always hope extinguishing that fire will be impossibly unremedious
What a chameleon you are
In an environment you wish not to get rid of
What characters have we possess that you so much cherish
What blessing have you been to us
A giant wall has been built with your initiation
A companion we have enjoy
In your initiation we have succomb.
Categories:
initiation, blessing, friendship,
Form: Sonnet
The Initiation
It is not easy to be young at 16 I was a galley boy
on a tankship that even then 60 years ago was ancient
crewed by old mariners who spent their free time
playing cards and talking about whores and now the ship
had docked in Le Havre.
It was dark when I went ashore sat in a bar and drank
Pernod I think. I didn`t go in there had promised my mother
to stay away from alcohol and women.
Light rain and the street light was sparse like there was still
a war on, a small girl standing in the rain looking like
a sparrow with a broken wing.
We went to a small hotel, but I didn`t have enough money
I got to keep my virginity for another day.
Walking back to the ship it was still raining and the old men
sat drinking one of them saw me and invited me in I accepted
by now I was so lonely and needed someone to talk to,
it was not like I could call my mother from a cell phone and
anyway, we didn`t have a phone back home.
The ancient mariners carried me on board.
Categories:
initiation, absence, age, anniversary, art,
Form: Bio
The Initiation
It is not easy to be young at 16 I was a galley boy
on a tankship that even then 60 years ago was ancient
crewed by old mariners who spent their free time
playing cards and talking about whores and now the ship
had docked in Le Havre.
It was dark when I went ashore sat in a bar and drank
Pernod I think. I didn`t go in there had promised my mother
to stay away from alcohol and women.
Light rain and the street light was sparse like there was still
a war on, a small girl standing in the rain looking like
a sparrow with a broken wing.
We went to a mall hotel, but I didn`t have enough money
I got to keep my virginity for another day.
Walking back to the ship it was still raining and the old men
sat drinking one of them saw me and invited me in I accepted
by now I was so lonely and needed someone to talk to,
it was not like I could ring my mother from a cell phone and
anyway, we didn`t have a phone back home.
The ancient mariners carried me on board.
Categories:
initiation, character, childhood, cinderella, community,
Form: Blank verse
Baptism, Confirmation and Holy Eucharist
Constitute the Sacraments of Christian Initiation
Whose unity must be safeguarded
Accordance with the Lord’s will
It is necessary for salvation
04052014
Categories:
initiation, black african american, christian,
Form: I do not know?
three pensee
Break room
boss’s nephew -
You’re using my favorite mug.
I’m sorry, it wasn’t labeled.
(I lie, his cup, my eye.)
Garage
boss’s nephew -
Your car’s in my uncle’s spot.
How was I to know which was his?
(I cough, the prig, buzz off.)
Taken
I’ve just been had.
Boss’s nephew takes care of
my welcome to the factory.
(I smile! Just wait awhile.)
Categories:
initiation, work,
Form: Verse
The Sacraments of Christian Initiation
Baptism, Confirmation and the Holy Eucharist
Lay the foundation of every Christian life
Faithful are born anew by Baptism,
Strengthened by Confirmation
Receive in the Eucharist the food of eternal life
To receive increasing measures
The divine life
Advance toward the perfection of charity
Written 09172012
Categories:
initiation, caregiving, childhood, confusion, devotion,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Moment like an autumn leaf, golden and gone;
Fruit scented like the autumn wind, joy winged
To eternity. Awake from dusk till dawn
Dream crowned in sweet surprise and love unkinged
I through the movie reel went twisting all night
Longing yet hessitant to face the light
And know again thóse bright eyes had sweet lips
Cool as sugar plum where gladness drips
Our eyes were customed to look and reverse
The intentions that drew them in silence
Up the basement stairs through darkness I'd traverse
Knew not whose footsteps tap near my presence
I saw the smile flashed, the liquid lips felt
Footsteps and smile fled, and I stood and melt.
Categories:
initiation, growing up, sweet, autumn,
Form: Sonnet
The Shaman sat upon the sand,
the sand of ocher clay;
between the walls of ruins tall,
where ancient one did lay.
The sky above, the earth between;
took in his sincere plea
tinksha’s toned and soft flutes droned,
a mantras bold decree.
The desert heat rose like a fog,
around his folded form.
Assassin once and marked by death
today, he’d be reborn.
He’d been the light on darkened paths,
within the blackest night;
he’d be the dark now ‘mongst the glow,
of over awing light.
He had not seen, he had not known,
that ‘mongst the killers he;
had been the light, the kindest fright,
he’d been purity.
And now, upon this sacred path,
the path so golden bright;
he’d be the dark and fearsome soul
trudging toward the light.
Categories:
initiation, adventure, allegory, angst, native
Form: Rhyme
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