Long Harmonising Poems

PAINTBRUSH 

Fingertips the bristles of a 
pagan paintbrush 
painting a Tree of Life
on pacified cheekbones 
instead of in liver
from whence it sprung
now it burns to feed
HeartSpace with witty
wood for Eternal Fire

From cheekbones
it slid to jugular...

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Cellotape a cornflake to a six inch singular cheese packet then swing under and over the metronome roundabout. And a coffee coloured synonymous character can be overlaid with biscuit coloured charm but lying down on...

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It was the silence, the peace that captured my heart,
By a woodland, untouched by man, ancient and old.
By a babbling brook my story does start.
I sit under an oak tree; it has survived a hundred...

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In a black and white world,
feathered fingertips caress
ebony and ivory keys -
melodically forming a myriad
of vibrant and vivid hues, 
diversifying dulcet emotive reflections.

In a world of spoken falsehood,
expressions that cannot be spoken,
aid each truthful touch...

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What is a wish; wasted wallowing in unmet dreams
Sought to rise instead sinks slowly with false promisers
Hell is harmonising of hearts without attuned ear
A siren song sung to a desperate soul

Clear is the devilish detail...

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I wake from a bad dream 
Hey there new man
That’s what they said to me
Hey there how’s it been lately?
I stand, look and see

Elvis, Martin Luther King and John Lennon walk on by so casually.
Roy...

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Serenade a song bird then. Go on. It's great. Sit in trees or on rocks. Very pleasurable it is. Thank not a tank. Think not a tripod angling in with money. It is never wise...

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Yoga way of Life in ancient times
Got lost in modern materialistic times

Way of harmonising mind-body-spirit
Combination of breathing rhythm, postures, meditation, diet

Offers preventive, therapeutic, psychic cures 
Not just an exercise, divine path for merging with universe...

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“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Enchanted heart light pulse no rein can quell
Moonbeam frenzy rippling through souls entwined 
Dark midnight hour gasp  a charmed sleigh bell


Golden whispers permeate our hub aligned
Pearl-eyed lustrous jinx free...

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Reaction to the poem "My Beautiful Letter Multiply with Others You Make Verse" by James Edward Lee Sr

You are a message
and up Uplifting, you are
You come neatly noted, honey coated
with freedom and truth
Seeding weaving
Alluring words
Inspiring...

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The sweet-smelling flowers are dancing again;
Drifting, swaying, moving to the music of the wind.
Their yellow dresses lifting as they spin,
On the pure green stage free and well. 
Clap clap the sound of joy fills the...

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The didactic duty of a hairbrush is to skim stones at toll gates. But harmonising at a concert of trumpeting elephants is just not audible and therefore unsatisfactory to an inner ear. Peace sign then....

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One minute, one hour or a night
Whatever the time
A connection is made

You know it because you feel it
No question or deny
I feel so good inside
Like I glow
Nowhere to hide
Impossible to be blind
Of how you make...

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Handsomest man under the Milky Way
Caught me drifting to display
Fashion with a line unique
Blues, Funk and Soul musique 
Mannequins with big torsos 
Ranges of clean custom clothes
Breathing colours-natural, bright
Resonating rhythm tight
Harmonising lulls repeat
Round a twin...

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Do not know colossal words and
Grammar not my strength,
To be a pro with much gusto-
The odds for me against.

Though I know we have a story
Each of us can share,
Hence I take part with all my...

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When you hear the gentle notes that seduce
or the crashing chords that vibrate 
leaving your hairs standing on end
and goose bumps  adorn your skin.

The sweet melody of a mouth organ
mingling with sharp piano notes.
The...

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Alone with a thought, in a void of space, 
Alone with colours at night,
Hearing galactic waves of stars, 
Hearing a galactical fight,

With soft booming rolls and a quick happy dance, 
Harmonising like a fairy of...

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percussively
I think my way as rhythm 
over cloud peaked tops
mountain points like metered dots
and on them stand and pluck, oh see
my breath transcends eternity

introspect
I aim my gewgaw outwardly 
to a passing world
and yet it seems...

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Music, art of sound, pitch, rhythm
Meditation, art of disciplining mind, body in tandem

Music harmonises senses, eases tensed up muscles
Meditation calms mind freeing it from weed of entangles 

Music, the way is from ears to senses...

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As the singular life pulse vivifies form, the manifested entity thus energised strangely questions not how it’s heart beats even as it is being breathed automatically, with enablements of cognition and thought immersed in a...

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Choirs sing out the Christmas stories
harmonising each every word,
rising goosebumps on my arms, as
in silence, angelic voices heard.
savouring each tuneful note.
to bring to us the fellowship of man.
magic of Christmas is a well used quote
a...

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