Intellect Poems

The intellect will not solve our problems, nor will it feed the soul

The intellect will not solve our problems, nor will it feed the soul with the essence of eternal life;
we often lose ourselves in the whirlwind of an extraordinary world that we do not truly see.
The leaves dancing in the mysterious wind remain unseen, and the grass untouched by our hands,
for we do not feel the

Heart or Intellect?

Heart or intellect?

Happiness of heart or beatitude of mind?
The mind can also bring happiness
… Gladness to you

Life in the heart or live for the mind?
No, live in the mind. Happiness of mind is 
… The crystal love

Thank you Master
You're welcome, 
…from your mind

Brains and Guts: The Write, Right, Rite of Revolution

Brains and guts orbit the soul—
that polar star searing in the marrow of being.

I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons
Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches,
and the calloused hands of a carpenter,
where ink stains fight oil slicks,
where the soft susurrations of Plato 
wrestle the raw shouts of Spartacus.

Do you think Socrates

ORIGINALITY

The real ones 
Won't switch on you
Your tribes will always align 
Your people will never 
Turn their back or ride against you
They'll always walk through 
The dark and storms without changing on you.

Know your originality
You have the ability 
To recognize the real ones
Never let the fake ones put apartheid 
You have the power
To separate the

In a world of shadows and echoes, intellect drains away like a dry river

In a world of shadows and echoes, intellect drains away like a dry river,
Where words are numbers and thoughts are soulless algorithms,
We lose ourselves like stars at dawn, consumed by artificial light,
And in every silent dream, another thinker withers, forgotten by time.
Like the heroes of silent cinema, who shouted their stories
In a language without words,

Next Love

Next Love.

Dark eyes are looking for you
A warm smile wearing something new
A surprise encounter
And love comes into view.

A stranger knows who you are
You’re her planet she’s the star
A surprise encounter
A meeting is so bazaar.

She’s looking and she will find
Dark haired beauty intelligent mind
You’d better turn around.
She’s coming from behind.

She’s your opposite, a little wild
An entertainment

But Only Half

Don’t wear your heart on your sleeve
People wont understand what they see

Don’t leave your heart at someone’s feet
For that’s no place for it to be

Carry your heart before you
In the palm of your hand

And consult it every day
On those things for which you must take a stand

Your heart is half of you
But only half

But only

The Music of Me

I am two different people
Superficially the same

One inside the romantic
and totally right brained

the other is pragmatic
intellectualizing all

A dichotomy of thought on two different keys
a melody together, two harmonies apart

A symphony when played
cacophony to part

The Music of Me -(C) Susan Manley AKA Artimus 1986

We Are Poets

We are poets,
Word intellect runs in our veins,
We are poetry,
We are worlds of fantasy and reality,
We bare the marks of marvelous pens,
We run with wings of paper in kingdoms of ink,
We are kings and queens of many forms,
We are a palette of one colour painting different pictures,
We are song birds singing songs to the world,
We

Vampire Sonnets Xxi Strength of Intellect

It was such a fight I did not expect, 
she didn’t know the strength of intellect; 
Fable was bent on controlling my mind
there’s no way that was how I was designed;
 
Every dark thought with intention to pelt
I began to push like she’d never felt; 
Surely she would know by the return force 
if this

Intellect Begets Despair

As a mind of oversized ears
keenly listening for connection
struck by the looming fears,
and the consistent results
before my eyes, manifested into presentation

The overarching realization
of said bodily disproportion
worthy of being a skit
to drown in a laughing fit

Oh woe, it's spread too far
tall enough to reach a star
imbalanced enough to eventually fall

Stretched beyond repair
just myself, without a pair

The Mute Hearts of Babylon

"The Mute Hearts of Babylon"



the day 
the poets died
a cloud past
over the eyes
of those 
who required
the dance
in music

storms
calmly stole 
electric love 
the new arrivals
raged on
while the 
beautiful dreamers 
woke too late

sunk raptures
looped on cue
sucked in 
by a progressive
8 ball
black holed sun
all the melodies lost 
burning the Echo drums 

the Musae
all 
silenced

drowned 9's
upside down
all murdered
inside out
missing

Electric Intellect

To the edge of shadows, we race
Into gilded realities frayed by electric intellect

We creep silently into oblivion's arms
We wade through the black seas of eons, extinct

Washing thoughts of unpure hearts 
From our tired and ruined hands

Feel it drain into sleep, deep into the night
We pass through the veils of the coming Cascade

We cut our eyes

No More Time For Talk

People are saying
That would violate our rights!
Let's talk about it...

The "intellects" say
Let's analyze the problem
There's a better way...

The "experts" relate
Their knowledge on the problem
How to deal with it

While these people talk
The terrorists make new plans
To strike us again

They know what to do
They have no petty squabbles
Their mission is clear

We're the infidels
To be exterminated
To the last

Mind and Mastermind

The mind is consciousness and brain is mastermind
Brain is writer and brain is fighter
Brain is fear and brain is tear
Brain is smile and brain is dear
Brain is cab and brain is a lab
Brain is beam and brain is the theme
Brain is one and brain is a team.

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