Long Eschews Poems

"We have an enemy within called the ego
who prevents us from using our mind intelligently.
It hides deep within our heart
and emerges with regularity
to challenge and consume our will."
     Rumi (M. Mafi,...

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We have an enemy within called the ego
who prevents us from using our mind intelligently.
It hides deep within our heart
and emerges with regularity
to challenge and consume our will.
       ...

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Misleading, minacious maze now thwarted,
eschews stealth as sandal-clad steps resound.
Determined and dour, destiny draws near;
completing this quest: forever renowned.

Stygian sky grants a much-welcomed boon:
conformable clouds cast curtain aside.
A radiant pearl suspended aloft,
reveals route to where...

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Poetic Delirium


    In this most poetic holy state I now do live.
    Whereof, my entire self, I most desire to give.


    Raindrops of new feelings and...

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UNCEREMONIOUS CEREMONY

Will weaponized with wounded words,
Purpose unbound against all odds.
She shades shame showing sheer strength 
in the face of a situation of "Life & Death".
Eyes heated and heart blotted rashly,
He's hunted, his hands harmonised hastily
So...

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At the end of Mercy Street
lies a forgotten wharf.
A single row boat is 
moss covered.
The battered vessel is 
moored and unwanted
like leprosy -
conducive to an invisible cancer.

Two splintered oars imitate antennae -
receiving distress signals
from no...

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ESSENTIALS

visual language
  with
explicit 
traces
   of  experience
eschews  
categorisation
   limited
only
 by number
of the
little
 &
  defunct
freedoms
 of a subliminal
 kind
so  strangely
familiar

 something 
of
an icon
in perspective 
in
manifested 
in
perhaps
unsurprisingly
 rare
& privileged
 light
&echoes
more focused
 with the same
passion
 & obsession
with imitation
 with
 & imagination
 beauty &rhythm
confronting
experience 
with
innocence
 transcending
potential


NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making...

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Molten steel
is what I wish to pour
upon the gray confusion
of the stubborn, blinding gall inside me.
I want to see the mountain tremble,
to hear the roaring nether earth
assert its consciousness, to join
the yeomen of the mind...

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The tortured mind 'tis that causes pain
Knowingly, to others with abandonment
Sticking out its venomous tongue again,
Dissing others, but to its own detriment.

It cannot seem to grasp the simple truth
The tortured mind 'tis that relishes pain,
Twists...

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Let me try to go by pioneering heroes' spirit 
That motored their antique tides of phrase, 
And treat rapt souls to a mild sublime ode, 
Forged to rhyme with old sonneteers' pace. 

Now where does...

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Fake Jesus here and there
He displays despaired files
Which are indeed lies
Flies and will many everlasting life slice
The blood of many souls cry
The pulpit, holy demons pry.
Miracles eschews deception in style
His display of heavenly cry
None of...

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bedazzled by jewels 
beguiled by the gem of you~
diamond eternal

as fake gold duals
alloys mix unbanding two~
with flames infernal   

tears drowning in pools
blinders tunnel, love eschews~
so notes my journal  
   ...

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I love her limpid, clear blue-eyes
      and her long, yellow tresses;
wise, and with grace that never dies
      or wavers, she blesses.

Behind those intelligent eyes,
 ...

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This morning is dangerously close to truth.
The sunlight is in bold print,
the figurative blocked out in black and white.

The under-brain
(that sleepy chameleon with diamond eyes),
blinks at a high-rise concrete reality,
eschews poetry for a stark reportage.

The...

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agape gave grave to age
bent not to burdens born
cleave verily the leaves of life
distilled stilled styled reviled
entry net try and try
filigree reeds figure loosely
grave gave the age to rage
humble bled humid muddle
insomnia sonogram moss grass...

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The perfect woman is both lovely and charming
She carries herself with a sophisticated air of feminine grace
Gentle and loving and brimful with laughter,
Yet showing at times a stubborn streak of strength
Not always having the answers,...

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Sages say it's wise to persist
In striving for respect over love.
Such counsel I readily dismiss
One is set here, the other above.

Respect requires a clinical bent
Empathy-empty in the joints.
But love lodges everywhere sent
Heals, blesses, and anoints.

Respect...

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The grass
alas
is shorn
like corn
the dew
eschews
forlorn
this morn

the crowd
avowed
the ball
and all
then groans 
and moans
clubs thrown
are known.

Embued
and hued
the words
like swords
wrong swing
the sting
bad lie
too high

the squeeze
on knees
in pleas?
to seize
the gold
and hold
glory
story

though droll
their goal 
control
cajole
that ball
to fall
or roll
in hole

August 22,2022
For...

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