Long Consent Poems
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REACH ABOVE THE EARTH
Do reach above the earth through sky,
the holy place, where God abides.
What earthly good, when rest our eyes,
on awful snare of deadly lies?
Do perch your hands, above the fray,
where birds both small and great attempt.
Let incense-tongues sing out all day.
The smile of God above contempt.
Oh Christians, let hearts’ be content
through toil and trouble, lest the pain
overwhelm you, without consent,
without sound mind - drive you insane.
Hear the angelic choir resound.
Christ wraps his cloak around you, friends.
Let praise arise, with leaps and bounds,
like lambent lambs, the notes ascend.
Do reach above the earth through sky,
the holy place, where God abides.
What blessed good, when praise does fly
t’wards awesomeness - the I AM’s nigh!
7/23/2022
Tantra the triad the trinity the three energies
The theme repeats with each void of infinity
We shift in within into the void of inner silence
Choosing any mantra in purity of innocence
The three mantras being ohm, hum & hrim
Trick being to recite just as lovers dream
Deep sound arising from our heart
Lingering to the last lest our lover departs
There are in the mantra sounds their continuation
As also two zones of poignant cessation
Before we utter the first syllable void of our intent
On fading of our voice at end surrendered consent
Thus love being the only real energy
Energising the mantras in synergy
Amplifies the sound vibrations as also the void
That Gods radiance within throbs overjoyed
For variety to those not inclined to voice a mantra
Any musical instrument may be employed as a yantra
As the chord of any note is strummed slowly fading
We become one with the Absolute by likewise vaporising
Three practices separated we seemingly combine
That that we may divine
That there are three layers of subtlety
Resonance of our presence choosing optimal frequency
For connectivity
02-September-2020
They told you, "You deserve a speedy trial,
On you no scrum of jackals pile
They said you'd know each charge they bring,
And as for rights, every man a king.
They told you that your speech was free,
That you could choose your company.
Your home's your castle, safe and firm,
And you can keep what you can earn.
You believed that Karma's true
Built in the rules, silly you.
For government is not the only throne;
The crowd can have a heart of stone.
No judge need speak, no law be bent—
Your rights can die by mere consent.
In other spheres, rules not applied
The door to slavery is open wide.
Lighted Chain Bridge glints, enlivens, sparkles
Holding in view magnificent Matthias Church
And hillsides of Budapest in distinctive posture
Enchanted by milieu of ambiance on visions
In cultural rejuvenation of palaces and castles
Illuminating echoes of eclectic architecture
Gracing river banks in spectacular grandeur
As you gaze beneath emerald green water
Mesmerized by panorama on Danube river;
Where brilliant images dip, shimmer, and glisten
Celebrating renaissance as musing stars beckon
Whispers of couples voicing romantic passions
Watching river-dance twirling in each bounce
Attuned to composition of gentle water sounds
Curling tiny waves where golden dust glimmers;
As we move bit closer, holding hands together
Reminiscing of love younger-- incessant charmer
Conversing with eyes, kissing happy smiles
While congruent evocations consent with pleasure
Bashful of peeking moon encroaching on lovers.
August 3, 2019
HM: Strand Special 3 contest by Brian Strand
NOTE:
A spectacular view emerges at night in Budapest with glittering palaces, buildings, and city lights that dance on Danube waters. The lighted Chain Bridge, Matthias Church, and the hillsides are among the attractions that mesmerize visitors, especially at night.
I am a nature addict
and I see people laugh at it...
When I ponder about the future,
or gotta handle the torture,
I look deep into nature
and she is my wound's suture
When I encounter persistent failures,
and when my heart mourns like a wailer,
I lean on the shoulders of the nature
and she is my only saviour
Yeah, I am a nature addict
and I see people laugh at it
Whenever I feel depressed
and when my muse is messed up
She sends butterflies and birds as guests
and makes me embrace the zest
Even a small insect turns my sobering mind
into the happiest one and the cool wind
untangles my mind's twisty knots and
removes hatred from my heart without my consent
However I know our mother nature is so kind
And so I am a nature addict
But I see people laugh at it
When a single wild flower grins,
and when the dawn chorus of birds begin
some esoteric sense of happiness comes within,
I am addicted, is that a sin?
I am a nature addict
and I see people laugh at it,
But I am proud of it
First time our eyes met, instantly I knew
Why red rose-buds are boasting a bloom
In fragrance of gardenia passing through
As scent of pink lilies meant only for you
Evoked conversation of romance for two.
When message of hearts blew in prairies
Words of desire carried a lyrical promise
Blowing in the winds melody of our music
Composing a song in harmony of dreams
Wooing you to declare, for you I'm falling.
I've heard about the allure you're feeling
For you speak to me as I'm daydreaming
Holding me captive, keeping me company,
Praising your name every thought's saying
It won't be long before you would own me.
Unknowingly I introduced you to my family
When in my sleep I spoke of you so fondly.
You must've heard the joy of their cheers
For I see you smiling, shedding happy tears--
As consent of your heart echoes in my ears.
April 2, 2019
Placed 3rd: Strand choice O contest by Brian Strand
I'm crushing on you poetry contest
Sponsor: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
So many seem to feel no self-esteem
feeling so very down think they're no good
confidence so low at various times
but there's a way to get one in the mood
You can raise yourself up again
feed yourself with good thoughts for real
talk into your mind, heart and spirit
don't cheapen your image turn your wheel
Learn not to accept inferiority
make sure never give it consent
no reason or person can do it
lift yourself up and be fully spent
Our experiences of life can affect us
whether for good or sadly for bad
never allow the bad to hold us down
hold the good so then to be glad
Pin it up on your kitchen wall
"no one can make you feel
inferior without your consent"
be your master give it your seal
(" No one can make you feel inferior without your consent")
- Eleanor Roosevelt(1884-1962)
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Line of inquiry:
"conjoined with the whole
we play our life role
exuding a scent
granting love consent"
Hope in us glows
triumphant as our faith grows
spreading peace of blissful blessing-flows
along God's grace* to defy doubts and subdue woes.
Love from us does shine
radiating nature of the divine
as we strive to stay inside compassion's line
marked by kindness, freed from jurisdiction of "only mine."
Joy midst us is surely contagious
as we treat all the Lord's creation as indeed precious
forgiving and caring for one another, prayerfully conscious
always wishing the best for each other to become victorious.
* 2 Corinthians 9:8 And God is able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work.
August 20, 2025
10th place, "Our Effervescence" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged on 9/3/2025
At one time,
(a time so broad
that it knew no ownership),
at one time
the world was wide,
there were no nations, no distinctions
just naked humans in a well clothed landscape.
Then came the thought of ‘race.’
The hunter gatherers became farmers
they built walled cities
and every wall was a demarcation.
The actual clothes they wore
became a status symbol,
and so the poor had to feed the wealthy
and the wealthy owned the poor.
The earth began to fracture
most of the sparsely populated wide open
became the over-populated narrows.
Until one side of a street
was at war with the other side.
Hunter gathers still existed
but they lived on the margins
they survived
only by the consent
of the people crowded into the narrows.
If they really tried to be naked and free
the narrow people
would make TV shows about them,
pretty soon
they also become narrow images
moving inside a picture frame place
that once was frameless.