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Do we cherish our aliveness innate
Gods gift of life, each heartbeat that elates
Celebrating breath from start to finish
As conscience, right from wrong does distinguish
Pure childlike heart, shedding off ego weight
Love and light beckons, why then do we wait
Succumb not to fears and desires that bait
Vibrant bliss within, our revered parish
Do we cherish
Feel life, immediate and intimate
As to the music divine, we gyrate
Boundless bliss in permanence, as we wish
Vivifies our form, in an instant swish
Even as we playfully meditate
Do we cherish
01-April-2021
Writing Prompt - Cherish - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Christmas
witness
Noel’s
sleigh bells
Twinkling
inkling
Reindeer
brings cheer
Season
reason
Santa
grant a
snowfall
for all
Cherub
hubbub
Glisten
listen
Yule tunes
bing croons
Advent
time spent
Manger
changer
Starlight
glows bright
Ice skates
elates
Tidings
glidings
Fire place
shows grace
Gold rings
joy brings
Belief
relief
Elves charm
spurns harm
Bandy
Candy
Spices
vices
Gift range
exchange
Excite
this night
Beaming
gleaming
Cookies
rookies
Blessing
guessing
Carols
hymn pearls
Fir trees
yes please
Greetings
meetings
Glory
story
Jolly
holly
Merry
cherry
North Pole
has soul
Nutmeg
clothes peg
St.Nick
warm flick
Relish
well wish
Peace dove
feel love
rejoice
one voice
Date posted ; 13th December 2022
And here it comes:
A new born baby:
Born by education:
A senior of term:
A new semester!.
1) Faces whipped with loneliness
elates themselves.
Eyes laced with Joy,
Teeth embroided with happiness:
With smile inscribed therein.
1)Teeths greeting teeths,
Smiles taking picnic in contentment:
Faces starved of glowing smiles.
2) 'You shouldn't go today'
Her mother had said:
'The first day of resumption
holds unstable words and indecision.
Hence to the market 'day,
at morrow your soles shall kissed your class'.
But why wont she?
"A groom waited on his bride till wedding night. And you say he shouldn't greet her?"
2) We'll get what our souls advocates...
"Ma'm i'll go.... At 'morrow i'll stay!" she said.
17:03:12:08:24
enabled now for co-creation
our free will chooses
either blissful joy or agitation
within vibrant void of stillness
ego thoughts rested
that that is is bliss in fullness
clues abound we see them not
as each breath renews
fickle attention in fears fraught
we shine bright as love and light
bewildered by shadows
delusion veiling wrong from right
looking in within what do we see
attachments fleeting
stagnation therein cause of ennui
identity dissolves in joy continuum
desire births anxiety
soul free devoid of ego residuum
life a flow not a fixed coordinate
yet we fuel passion
oblivious to bliss pulse that elates
be to become at ease as the breeze
unfettered unbound
celebrating in embrace and release
17-April-2021
‘Just stating the obvious poetry contest’ poetry contest
Sponsor: Brother Jacob
8-tercets, with 1st & 3rd line rhyming
Potter in the sky promptly sculpts
Scrapes grey clay into piles pulsating
Driven t'ward dread, born for storm chasing
Seatbelts her, seized by brightest volts
Picked up by gusts, thunder grumble thrust
On ferris wheel rise, rocked spectator
Eyes agape, a brooding threat elates her
Tagged by lightning's tip, torn wide by lust
Truncheons swung from sweaty clouds, rain clubs
At the apex, a lurid bulb sideshow
Her fibres dilated, dauntless, haunted, aglow
Tormented, her descent releases cherubs
Twins, freshly festooned in her nursing
Sugar floss urchins, spun from ferris wheel frisson
Crushed by awe, she cries in downpour's christen
Halo wrapped clouds make a cradle immersing
Heaven's heartbeat heaves grievances
Disgusted dagger, a jagged floodlight bolt
Bred from bravery, her tributes to tumult
Conjure clemence, seek sweet sequences
6th July 2026
Written for Contest:
Ceraunophilia
Sponsor:
Craig Cornish
Vision, a window divine, open wide to aspirations of heart,
A lens paramount, for perusing aesthetics of beauty and art;
A sight beaming imagination, on ambitions of curious soul,
A focus coherent, shaping impulses, passions studious cajole.
A medium of communication, an engaging lure of romance,
An infatuated response, a jubilant hint of enamored glance,
Blossoming in language of love, without utterance of word,
Extolling meaning amorous, that desires romantic spurred.
Perceptive of worldview, on mission to observe and learn,
A journey into the unknown, yearning curiously to discern,
Vision quests for knowledge, aiming to be literate, well read,
Vision peers into future, navigating life’s road maps ahead.
It thrills watching a baby smile, elates in celebration of life,
Saddens when mind summons anguish of grief and strife;
Dejecting violent places, thoughts kindred deeply deplore,
Preferring banks of avid shores, dreams endearing implore.
Vision captures images of life, ruminating in joys and sighs,
Rejoicing in blissful memories, or tearing-up its forlorn eyes;
Reveling in exuberant prairies, vying for flowering springs,
Or shuddering amid barren trees, bearing angst winter brings.
How may we awake
being the object dreamed by the dreamer
tied to the ego stake
how may we align to be one with the creator
The clues do abound
in the pulsation of each heartbeat & breath
in stupor we are bound
serpentine ego retaining doership in stealth
Choosing to vaporise
melting into the vibrant void in total surrender
with no ego left to size
we then be to become essence of the wonder
It is our reflex instinct
resonating with love allowing no lower vibration
in hues of bliss inked
unbroken awareness continuum our meditation
This samadhi state
wherein jiva & Atma & Paramatma become one
as bliss within elates
no difference remains between He & we his son
13-September-2020
Unseeking Seeker, forum handle mine
Never mind now, how God did so assign
Suffice to mention, I go by this sign
Even though offbeat, the name resonates
Epitomising verses I create
Keeping me in sync, with joy that elates
Inked across all websites, what’s in a name
Nonetheless, quite a few, do play this game
Ghost invisible being claim to fame
~
Seeking egoic, my viewpoint contrary
Eccentric perhaps, life sedentary
Embrace-hold-release in serenity
Kith and kin are privy to my secret
Electing not to, my quirks deeply ferret
Resonation with love, holds me erect
13-April-2021
(Acrostic syllabic tercet rhyme)
Here I found a cruel necessity for a new, chilling ambience
There was even a need for the drifting fogs of dreary past
A need for the blurred emptiness that sadness elates
An unimpeded appetite for a long lost banister of emotional distain
Negative pores glimmered petulantly on polluted shores
Drawn to an irrefutable cloud of looming gloom
Swollen was the tide of crestfallen reveries—ashen treasuries
There in that dark, empty room of ill refute
I felt the word ‘alone’ in a new shade of gray
I felt sincerely barren—I hesitate to say
Yes, I welcomed the weak ray of diminishing hope
I disposed of lurid happiness to gamble with tragedy
I both lost and gained
I was both enlightened and degraded
And all else in between
Images sustained their displays on my burning canvas
Lighting up merely to blacken and destroy
Weeping for the sake of weeping alone
I grasped onto the disturbing unknown
And spat upon my inane, dull, idealistic parables
Never meant for meaning or demeaning
Only remained then was a desperately distilled and angry fright
It was this fright alone that pushed me more to account
That pushed me to curse my every being
For daring to weep for the sake of weeping
Was a personal sin at best blessed
There in that slowly illuminating room
That slowly blackening burning room
I both lost and gained
I was both dead innocent and garishly guilty
And all else in between
vernal equinox
pollen proliferation
spring rebirth affirmed
busy bees buzzing
beautiful birds building nests
winter gloom erased
dormant seeds take root
blossoms bloom birdsong elates
spring nearing its end
summer solstice comes
verdant landscape sandy beach
families frolic
short summer showers
heat and humidity reign
sunlight lingers on
temperatures lag
cheerful chirping of crickets
last gasp of summer
autumn equinox
turning leaves migrating birds
early morning chill
leaf-peeping pastime
harvest cornucopia
real time falls behind
fall’s first killing frost
season of melancholy
cold of winter near
winter solstice comes
bare trees long hibernation
don’t risk bleeding lips
gardens lie fallow
field mice attempting entry
long dark frigid nights
snowfall slowly melts
winter giving way to spring
first mosquito bite