an empty space
occupied by calm or chaos
an undulating vacuum
ear drums reject the dense stop
tremors trapped in a passive void
levitation upon the tongue
the grey between articulation
a cliff with an out of focus edge
wet mist on cheeks that isn't tears
reverberation in stereo
unmet by counterbalance
death by being undone
#3 placement
Golden Boys light years Time Jacks crossbows
The source of regret is sometimes best known by its own remorse
Gords are cheaper to manufacture then glass jars
Fragrance Arura sight sound taste hear feel speak
Pronounce the Miracle as it is performed
Drains the rain as its poured down
Kinetic Energy Telekinesis levitation strong pulls
Omens dreams vision The Spirit is no greater than its DEliverance my sons
Hostess night caps A prideful man boast more
Legends give hope so that all men may learn from them
Stories are more than just passed down they are lived only for a moment
IMagine memorize overcome the spells she has casted on those
Numbers add up sometimes if they don't than go slow
Memories of childhood haunt most of us because the pulls often last longer
Virtual reality is a comparison too that often called Ghost ghouls
Westernly southbound points to the North Pole
Leaning towards the battle zone endurance is what we pray for
Watch the magician place magic in her hat
feel the incantation as she,
in stealth-like fashion
feasts one eye on you....
She is an alchemist with a sword of illusion
rabbit tricks hold you spellbound;
Blurring the lines between fantasy and reality
with the sleight of her hand
she transforms and vanishes !
Zig zag lady tricks, divided into sections
high magic, low magic
a benevolent white dove appears
Observe carefully the magic that occurs
Chronometer moments vanishing time
luxurious ships are launched,
inside your mind !
Hypno-levitation wands and magical performances
a necromancer holding alchemy in her bare hands.
Lapses in mindscape lane don't
denote being fantastical,
subconscious realm portrayed
by vivid thoughts as Déjà vu.
The body lingers and ages but
the Psyche, new as dew.
Countless times,
a reminder of certainty
that I was seen somewhere
when in reality,
staring inquisitively
into my TV.
Then I pondered, did
I unknowingly fall into a trance,
Or did time travel come knocking
unexpectedly?
and even if it did, again,
the lapses don't come to light.
Dreams are pathways to
meditation, that birth
happenings unknown
to this world. But the body
is a shield to absolute
exploration of cognisance.
My imaginary circus yawns
for transportation and
these scenarios distinctively
and simultaneously
visualize without limitations.
Not a pause for impossibility,
we see levitation happen as a tornado,
I can only imagine a gust of parading
doppelganger, I'm just not the witch elevating.
But my illusioned awareness puts me in diverse places through manifestation and imagery conception.
Sounds like bile with relocation, wish to be elsewhere;
Double vision, apparition, somewhere, nowhere, there;
Concurrence, recurrence, boomerang or doppelganger;
concentration, adaptation, cliff-hanger levitation.
Mirror combinations put Alice through the looking glass
sleeping in illusions or dreams of revolution.
Visitors in time machines leave traces in the places
they invaded - rearranging the derangement of your faces.
How could anything be true, if there were two of you?
Double crossing, double speak, double nothing, no clue.
With imagination
And some visualization
I was able to change my situation
No need for congratulation
Working on changing my vibration
With all levels of levitation
Hardest part is the anticipation
Must avoid all mental frustration
Just relaying this bit of information
With this, my only form of communication
Sturgeon Moon
So soon
Summer slips through our fingers
Our own version of Michigan underwater beasts
Ogling the luminous bellies of boats swimming down Clam River
Dockside a roar with Ahab revelers
I have seen millions of moons
Leaping on the midnight ripples of Torch Lake
I have seen hills and pointes that darkly roll and rise
Inviting levitation
A cheer from our bow
Fireball shot
Looks like home but isn’t
We float down the shore with flashlights
I have seen a picture taken at the lakeside campfire
My wife and I
Standing in the gaps of our four sitting children
Six orange hooded faces
Without bodies
Eyes round as owls
Looking out from the tree of life
I cup my mouth with astonishment.
flights of thought suspended
emotions postponed
scintillations unravelled
circular stagnation
levitation time warped
inside the Buddha meets trepidation
loincloth gets looser
scent candles burn blisters
on sandalwood base
fused with a valley of tears
a river flows backwards
in which one cannot swim twice
third time fortunate
he finds middle ground
inspired by expiration
middle way between
desperation and movement
Meditation
Elevation
Exploration
Inspiration
Motivation
Divination
Levitation
Reincarnation
Vacation
Preparation
Elation
Conversation
Rumination
Cultivation
Curation
Communication
Relocation
Dedication
Continuation
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Big Love,
Gu
as if drawn by an invisible jury
the mood inched closer
to adjunction
incrementally and with
unbearable slowness of progress
it nibbled away at sizeable apathy
pinched a tiny chard of gloom
until the clouds burst into silent tears
not without questioning the sanity
of its success neurons returned
to previous still rusty function
redefined normality
of what was to become
not without mocking
waste and waistline
as if to say
you need a belly ring for flotation
it will ground you when levitation
takes the mood swings too far
the verdict not guilty
merely colluding as a minor offence
released on bail
no further injunctions
and hard work ahead
24th September 2022
Summer's Magic Show
Summer's traveling magic show,
Forest prestidigitation,
Hocus Pocus! Leaves on boughs grow
Frogs from tadpoles hibernation
Shape shifting clouds
Lifts winter's shroud.
Butterfly cocoons conjured slow
Constellation levitation,
Apple blossom spells - fruits do sow
Robin's eggs - bird transformation
Magic mystic
Tricks artistic.
6-18-22
Contest: Posie Poetryms
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Syllable checked www.howmanysyllables
Rhymes checked: www.rhymnezone
Posie Form
he crossed his weary legs on the beach and meditated
breathed in and out quietly to the tune of tidal composure
unaware that drift sand and flood would cause him to rise
over and above consciousness but levitation would heal
him from suffering when he felt a tickle on his third eye
as the lotus flower submerged he felt the kiss of a dolphin
24th May 2021
Bite Size Poetry 2 Contest
Sponsor Line Gauthier
just thinking … that emotion is the new reason
unadulterated feeling removed from the brink of
a showcase of intuition relieved and narrated by
the heart at the threshold of sentiment and passion
conscience on the royal road to magic sensations
when the hyena of analysis morphs into a dolphin
a unicorn pokes the terrified bubble of the mind
and driftwood flies to the tune of a universal soul
recycled trash dissolves the mental heap of tips
of an iceberg polar bears and penguins transcend
madness as cure for insanity and crazy bedlam
if you discard the straightjacket of conjecture
refute the shackles prise open trapdoor’s springs
refuse to mediate between prescriptions and levitation
encourage the sleeping giant to rise to the challenge
stop to engage with a dangerous theatre of rationale
when bells and whistles chime and synapses jingle
and an inner pied piper heals the rat race of cogitation
the cogs of internal hamster wheels come off the trolley
spin on an axis of intuition and alite from just thinking
30th December 2020
“The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.”
Quote By: Marcus Aurelius
Tinted in hues that I never imagined
this pilgrim soul has ventured farther then ever before
together as one encumbered with deeds unexplained
claiming the winds of change as culprits and friends;
I plucked out strange thoughts like plums from a tree
thanking the summers of June for their warmth
choosing fruition of imagination over logical thought
and as the polar lights of my mind ignited,
I watched in childlike wonder as a levitation of color arose
in my heart .
CONSUMMATION
I can smell the perfume of your breathe
My heart baths with the steam of your love
Am a charmist entangled by your portion
Stuck in your honey web fantasy
Just a small intrinsic charm
My expression from your depth without limits
Now is the beginning of endless levitation
Wake me up when its November
Because I will be gone with this body matrimony
Arouse the beauty and the beast from sleep
Now the beast's run wild under your skin
Words pouring down aimlessly
Ecstasy drives you mad into coma
Groan as one in labour little vixen
Moan in the den of unbridled pleasure
Lighted-up with caress in this sensational execution
None quenches your fire until it reaches org**m
Surrender to this sweetness that kills you by inches
VickWizzy.
Written by: Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 2016.
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