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These ragged shards of breath, catching in my lungs with grasping fingers of jagged glass
Howling tormented wolves in my mind, clawing and shredding the last remnants of the last
Desperate attempts to live, temerarious in the quest to quench their thirst with blood
Monsters lurk in the shadows of my eyes, hungry for my conscious suffering
No rest, no peace, no sleep for sinners, servants to a greater ill, mindless revolutions of pain
Spinning endlessly in space, reaching for a cold and distant sun without the light of lies
A frozen, broken waste stretches in the expanse of my eyes, terror stalking ceaselessly
In every hidden juncture of the labyrinth of my mind, dark embodiments of hatred, shame, and anger
My eyelids are weighted, crusted in the sands of the blazing desert of my soul
Scraping away my retina with every blink, gasp, choke for air, smothering and breathless
Into infinity I carry loneliness, alone, unwept, unsung, swept into the vast waters of time
Drowning in the enormity of insignificance I wait, sleepless.
accursed creepily haunting
Phantasmagoria wraiths
vandalize residents psyches
within their sleep induced state
Sublimation shunts
slumbering souls
unknowingly held hostage
successfully sacrificing
Semi-smothered silent species
snoring simians steadfastly succumb
subsequent sibilant sounds
woo woebegone wicked transmogrification
dilapidated divested bodies deposited
wizard waves wand
watching whirling wretched lovely bones
whipsawing (in toto) within abyss
whooshing whistling wheezing
whets warlocks appetite wakening
brutish nasty nightmare
sinister hulking spirits
steal assorted corporeal essence
monstrous mashing somnambulant
mephistophelian shadowy satanic satyrs
supremely swallow senior citizen bankers
deep within catacombs
of Highland Manor,
deadened defeated Delphic Oracle
relegates human husks,
viz spent embodiments
to the under world lay siege
sinisterly seeding, via sinister spirits
one pure evil particularly wicked
witch thy capering
sickening ghastly plot against
unsuspecting spouse snatched
parch trey gnarled warty claws.
Life abstracts
4 short breaths of –hales
Acknowledging breathes ins/outs
God’s kiss life itself
~
Touching my beating heart so throbs my chest explains up and down
My souls delight my spirit embrace embodiments of joyous love
Merrily so abound within my vessel my crown thinks about
~
Around the blackness of open spaced heaven
I am created and sent down toward open terrain shown
Through the fallopian uterus carried so dwell in
Around the blackness of open spaced heaven
Encased in darkness I AM purest light barren
Eating the lot of earth breads of leaven sown
Around the blackness of open spaced heaven
Expression sessions of second days of procession
"Life abstracts 3 X”
12/21/23
For Short form Poetry x 3
Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chetta Achara
Knowledge might at least try
to include the humility of Wisdom
as leftbrain dominant thoughts
co-arise rightbrain subversive feelings
We have not truly hoped
and actively prayed for wisdom
in our poured out words
as in our paltry anthro-privileged deeds.
They, on Othering hand
and wing
and side
and hemisphere,
demand and invoke more
more
more knowledge
to overwhelm with debate
about indecent deeds
using words like toxic weapons
of predation,
too often ballistic,
hate a nation.
We yearned
and burned to argue
for more cooperative education
systems for accumulating healthy principles
and first co-invested wealth premises
about primal naturally-spiritual things,
sterile when merely written down
and out of remembering
multisensory
regathering body
If not LeftBrain published
then less worthy
for creating seminal
culturally ingrained
unresolving win/lose ZeroSum
closed and traumatic
ecocidal knowledge
Compatible with narcissistic
nihilistic despair
and anxious feelings
echoing through closed anthro-privileged views
of Common Sense
for capitalism,
and patriarchal neglect
of Commons Health
and Earth-Safety Development.
Younger amused voices
citing wiser Elder choices
might win/win remember
our best and brightest peak experiences,
no less spiritual
for becoming sensual
and kind spirited
and passionately inspired
multicultural embodiments of Earth
and Sun,
empowerment
and enlightenment,
circulating blood and sap and waters
and bipartisan breath
Provoke deeper sacred vestments
infesting fertile co-creation,
wisdom of compassion,
personal knowledge passion
profoundly restoring peace
through unconditional warm
amusing mind/body
song and dance communication
Mentored
in co-invested Wisdom Schools
inspiring health-wealth pools
transforming unspoken feelings
Yanged out and revered Yin in
flowing mused brilliance
of co-binary thought/felt resonance
Invoking fused EarthTribe's
Wisdom Echoing School
for deep and widely skilled
amusing spirals
Planning polycultural
ZeroZone seasons,
ch'i balancing reasons,
root-systemic win/win legions
nonviolently communicating
co-enlightened green
organic
fresh found resilient
brilliance.
I held my breath as long as I could
Until my lungs began to burn
I forgot my Tibetan embodiments
And gave breathing again, a turn
O, I held my breath and waited for you
From October, till Winter’s depth
Yet you could not say
On any day
That your heart held any breadth
For me or my breathlessness or my cares
Or my happy days or my joys
You measured me
By another tree
That splintered
And left you forlorn
And you hoped for naught
So, your ropes were caught
In the tree
Like a kite in a storm.
O, there’s always a reason
Why loving fails
And makes a person go
And your wordlessness
Made me blow out my breath
And prefer a sensible life
To death
And go out to watch the snow.
In cold winters, water spates into sculptured ice;
opaque embodiments frozen in motion.
Art almost living, as it creaks and crests,
tumbling toward some other birth.
Lovers come here, drunk teenagers,
and just drunks.
Empty beer cans roll or fill with a gritty snow.
Someone has spray-painted red words on a rock face.
Sunlight quickens a glittering ice figure
it could be a porpoise surfing an arc of exhilaration,
it could be the form of an eagle taking off,
only now I see the shape of a sullen, resentful youth.
Perception is everything.
Why does that painted expletive feel so personal?
Maybe it’s because the beauty here is defiled,
or maybe I want to see something that is not here.
A gust of hurdy-gurdy wind guffaws
as I turn away.
MY FAMILY'S FIRST GENERATIONAL CURSE BREAKER
In a lineage burdened by shadows past,
There emerged a soul, destined to outlast.
The first generational curse breaker they became,
A beacon of hope, bearing a different name.
Through the tapestry of time, their path did unravel,
With courage and strength, they chose to travel.
Breaking the chains that held their kin,
They set forth on a journey, a battle to win.
Behold, my ancestors watch me break free,
Strainously detach from our family tree,
And a curse causing a generational trauma,
Setting off a life tragedy chains of drama.
In the face of adversity, I stood tall,
Lifting the weight that had befallen my call.
With love in my heart and a fire within,
I shattered the cycle, where it had once been.
With every step forward, the past erased,
A legacy of healing I surely embraced.
My spirit, a testament to resilience and might,
A candle of change, shining so bright.
In the embrace of my loving embrace,
A new chapter began like a fresh space.
A family transformed, a curse unbound,
In my footsteps, hope would definitely sound.
So here's to the one who dared to break free,
Who defied destiny with unwavering decree:
May your story inspire & ignite the flame,
For future generations to never be the same.
For they are the hero, the guiding light,
Embodiments of strength in the darkest night.³°
V I C K M ? N U E L P Ø E T R Y {VMP}
Copyright ©? 1st December 2023.