Long Fluidic Poems

We as soul, are living light
Complete but yet an infant
Shaped by God, in His image
We reside in bliss of heaven
But as a receptor, not creator

God wishes that we be as He
So immerses us into duality...

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   oh, the so-sublime motion of your sway
 dressed in naught but the moon's wisps
sole fascination of the gods themselves
 should Valhalla ever hold the refinement
    to abide such flawlessly...

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ADRIFT
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Swallowed by waves
Intensely waged in war
A mariner swims seized
In anarchic zones

Colliding crests of clear 
Currents clash/clutch
Shifting and drifting it 
Further from shallow
Fluidic floors

Lingering lured beneath 
Deep aqueous lands
He swims sedate a
Straight stroking lap 

Embarked on...

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   oh, the so-sublime motion of your sway
 dressed in naught but the moon's wisps
sole fascination of the gods themselves
 should Valhalla ever hold the refinement
    to abide such flawlessly...

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the painting of pictures in the minds of readers of words 
Needs wetlip brush stroke consonants as complementary colors
Rhythmic connotation rhymed alliteration as wet accentuation 
so their lack of concentration will allow initiation 
by sleight...

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Our rainbow body

The root chakra red ~
blood awakes earth dead,
grounded, yet flowing,
for higher knowing.

Sacral lust orange ~
animal urge strange,
fluidic expansion 
by procreation.

Navel tinge yellow ~
power all aglow,
in fiery action,
enables traction.

Heart’s colour is green ~
breath inking...

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Life oozes
   from her every step.
Essence drips
   from the fluidic
movement of her
   lithe form.
Her aura,
   dazzles me
       with deafening precision.

Walking,
her body...

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Last moment of sunset upon a cobalt Ocean;
A yellow halo of a moon sketches its portrait
upon a fluidic canvas and I sink into the
sultry summer sand of a bonfire-lit beach,
wondering if life was once the...

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random thoughts carom from shuttered sights
in geometric harmonies  of cacophony colors
reverberating drum rolls kaleidoscopically spinning
through theoretical manoeuvres of polished possibilities
Feelings of frustration follow  furrowed  brows of fluidic concentration 
Trying to ascertain where...

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Flying around so dextrously 
Her wee heart beating rapidly 
Humming about excitedly 
O sweet water levitate me

Her wings impossible to see
Form a blurry consistency
On whim of a scent she will flee
O sweet water levitate me

Slow...

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We are dots
unyoked in the astral pencil sketch
disjointed blots
swinging on the vines
pouncing around for residues
epiphanic morsels sprinkled
like salt on gaping wounds

Lo! Look at how we gulp the wine
while we masquerade the dulia
this elixir's fragrance
frosts then...

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Love does not work ...?
             Is that love is not machine .
           ...

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