Summer, with warmest
Of benignant wills
Full-faced, with a gladdening
Dawn to dusk, unquenched
There, each, if sea- tumbled drenched
What as flushed instils.
Of which coastal heat
Enveloped, once wooed
Its cliffed heights, the loner's urge
Blown further along
There, down there, as clear, day-long
Thousands singly viewed.
anglesea vic.
The flower is there, but not the flower's design
until I sing its petals like the sun:
the nectar trembling in the flower’s throat
is sweetened by the trembling of this string,
which links the purple voices carved from silence
along one single curve from then to then,
which is the flower’s design.
The flower’s design is what the flower is for:
it grows to fit itself to what I sing
and finds itself for once forever whole,
since in my song its bloom and bud are one,
moving in harmony.
These melodies hold nothing but its life.
The flower’s design is what the flower is.
These cypresses and poplars have a motion,
a gesture, and a speech no wind instils:
my song reveals them as a kind of rhythm,
a flexing of their being, which is joy,
a dance existing only in my music,
as do the sky, the mountains, and the sea.
My songs are to the light as light to darkness,
uncovering the dreams enwrapped in day.
Without them, all our vision sees is blindness,
and all our utterance announces death.
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Rain-streaked slippery street
Wet dull sun instils melancholy
In the air, lamp shimmers on drenched pavement,
Weather-beaten souls in a variety of hats.
Pretty Girl in long flowing skirt holding
Bouquet of radiant yellow flowers,
A luminous aura of elation surrounds her
effervescent existence,
Gentleman passing by with minimal care.
Within a person, there are planted by the Creator, seeds. Some of Goodness and others may be not by choice, Bad. Then, there are feelings to go along with these planted seeds. Gravation towards, and distance to avoid. Fear is distance to avoid.
It is important to have two sides of emotions. For there is an upside and a downside to life and the Creator made it so. If one gravatates towards good and not evil; this is a plus. However, there may be times when one is not sure. Fear plays a large part, in that, it makes one fearful and that makes one choose
between the two, positive or negative.
Fear is a very vocal sense against something to avoid. It is a healthy emotion that instils in a person; caution. However, if there is too much emotion on fear, that can cause trouble for an individual. And can make them mentally sick.
So to some up, Fear, is a seed and is a healthy emotion to have, but can go a rye if not checked.
if we be still
grace instils peace
bliss fills heart’s void
Like dream over nightmare
A rose glides free and conquers my world, my senses
with deep care
and instils love,
weeds soul from the cobwebs of sin,
to vow
life long
sing me, her spouse,
song
Like dream over nightmare
weeds soul from the cobwebs of sin,
song
Seasons
of emptiness-
barren,desert dry
poetry can lie
undisturbed
dormant on this page.
a dead object ‘til
the cadence
of a voice
intones
instils
&
thus
becomes alive
My muse
By Michelle Morris
02/10/2021
My muse wants to play.
She's tired of waiting patiently.
So many days I've been working;
No time to enjoy writing freely.
My muse enjoys the dance;
The rhythm of what we become,
Together synergistically,
Moving beyond space and time.
My muse loves her joy and laughter;
She expects me to entertain her still,
In the silent reverie of unspoken
Magic and memories.
My muse demands her standards met,
Each and every time we swim -
Through the infinity of space,
Between nothing and everything.
My muse instils her discipline;
She expects nothing less than all -
Knowing words are swords' masters;
Forever and ever echoing in the wind.
© Michelle Morris, 2021
[Quite possibly the most juvenile gag I’ve
ever posted on Soup. In my defence, I was
probably twelve when I first heard it.]
*
He went to the library to borrow a book
The librarian said, “Please do take a look.”
He looked for an hour but couldn’t decide
She said, “I’m surprised, when the choice is so wide.”
She pushed two books forward and said, “Look at these,
I’m certain that one of these writers should please.”
He gazed at the books with a smidgen of doubt
And asked her to detail what they were about
“Now, Dickens,” she said, “a likely solution,
With London and Paris: the French Revolution,
But if you feel reading this might take you ages
How about something with rather less pages?
“This other suggestion instils quite a chill.
A man selling body parts fresh from a kill
He first kills a woman so ample of breast
And markets those ‘wares’ to a girl who has less
The man said, “One Classic and one Burke and Hare,
How might I distinguish the books you have there?”
She told him, “The first is ‘A Tale Of Two Cities’,
the second is titled ‘A Sale Of —’
[you were warned]
WHAT MOTIVATES ME
What helps me to grow
What keeps me sane and energised
Feels, whoever is closer to my heart
Propels me to the fore.
Remarkably, my near and dear ones and bountiful nature
Inspires to pursue my dreams
Instils positive energy in me
Drives to stand on my own feet.
My hubby
How he defies all odds with composure
How seamlessly shut the chaotic world
How much efforts he puts in
To make our lives easier.
My son
His zeal to be friendly with new tech
And die-hard grit not to savour sugar
With a tinge of resilience meet challenges
And guiding me too all through.
Monsoon
Brings cheer on our sullen faces
How withered plants eager to embrace drops
And a deep sigh by the parched land
Joyful to quench its thirst.
Meadows
How pristine greenery showers radiance
Rekindle me with overflowing love
Set to tread on the path of happiness
Liveliness and mirth all around.
Munchkin
Playful innocence tickles my heart
Infectious smile wipes away my worries
I forget the world and indulge in hearty laughter
Undeniably, a perfect divine's creation.
DATED: 22 JULY2021
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caress gentle
love instils bliss
temple our heart
20-March-2021
Upon earth facing adversity
as we are shaped upon the anvil
oblivious to our innate pulse of divinity
we strive and struggle surrendering not will
causing disequilibrium of our serenity
until love divine in heart instils
throb of bliss in continuity
It only seems that way
since fickle attention sways
making ego cravings our mainstay
Feeling thus separate from the source
focusing solely upon personal attainment
we succumb to feral thought patterns coarse
desires spiralling within without abatement
nudging us to resort to the use of force
spewing seeds of discontentment
until love corrects our course
It only seems that way
since fickle attention sways
making ego cravings our mainstay
19-March-2021
It only seems that way poetry contest
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
as we sit still, befriending deep silence
melding with the void, surrendering will
presence forges with love, an alliance
divine magnetic currents, bliss instils
when earth life shapes us, upon the anvil
our mind body encounters turbulence
yet cave of our heart, is always tranquil
as we sit still, befriending deep silence
thoughts rested, no ego looking askance
our emptiness leaves no room for evil
paving way for divine entwined parlance
melding with the void, surrendering will
cyclic thoughts make mountains out of molehills
throwing our head and heart out of balance
thus turbidity continues until
presence forges with love, an alliance
inner alignment, bubbling innocence
negating worldly cacophony shrill
in harmony with the voice of conscience
divine magnetic currents, bliss instils
oh hermit, joy makes easy, path uphill
when we place upon God, full reliance
dwellers of void, drink nectar to their fill
with bliss bursting forth, in continuance
as we sit still
07-March-2021
Where there is a will, there is a way.
Let’s bask in the Sun, come what may.
For Sun rays have the power to eliminate.
All the impurities and parasites ultimate.
And the Sun Lord being an eternal source.
Of energy, confidence and zeal with force.
The king of planets with special charm.
To keep all living beings fully warm.
Instils leadership qualities umpteen.
If prayed during dawn delighting.
Bestows health and wealth in teem.
Along with compassion and self-esteem.
O my most fair fatherly Sol.
Fill with power my entire soul..!!
Caught in the open
trapped in maya web
nowhere we may hide
from spiralling fear
borne of our ego
The hypnotist
offers no cure
no healer too
offers solace
In stillness
calm silence
we abide
Gods love
Instils
Light
05-October-2020
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