Long Microcosmic Poems

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compass points to heart core

 

my precise compass points to innermost heart
         a microcosmic myrtle of macrocosm art
I journey inward this core, where lies my 
 Tree of Life ____         
        tasting amber resonance of Self’s sap 
 
it cradles spirit, now a blissed viburnum 
    spaceless space kisses, 
       olive is ocarina enchanting, 
                  enthralling, embracing 
earth and  heaven ~ discerning, 
                   lemon heathered ____a garden     

Core imbues form with ineffable frequencies           
           elusive is a holly terminal  
 spirit discerns tree’s essence, 
         agape agapanthus caped appears

belled garden knows 
                     own’s every oak throb 
    benevolent bonafide biome, 
pulsing life force 
  animating Being’s fluids 
                    in  pond stillness         
translucent lotus opens
                   sublime perfumed
 destination to heart core costs zilch 

                 no other station can compare !


Premium Member Unmoving Mountains

Mountains, so stoic
Standing so tall and so grand,
Etched upon the world's memory
As the sole witnesses to the beautiful ballet
Danced by Time

Mountains, so bold
Yet bidding me to move them
To be where I want them to be;
Standing on a timeline
Whose flow accords to the harmony
Of my innocence

Each attempt, though,
Brings me back to the same square
Thereby reminding me
That I am naught but a tiny particle
Faced with their might

For,
Clocks run clockwise 
Clocks cannot dance backwards
Clocks control our lifespans, our memories
And even the hurt that we have watered
So well in our secret gardens
That these have bloomed into exquisiteness

Mountains then, shall still be standing after
My presence shall morph into fumes
Mountains shall write of the new ballet shows
That they shall witness
Keeping silent and stoic
As if,
The world's drama is macrocosmic
Even if we all live it at a microcosmic level!

Elliptical Demiurge

                                                    The elliptical hums its sibylline canticle,
                                                 counting aeons in the marrow of my thorax.


                                                         Trainer whispers conspiracies;
                                          I vault Himalayan escarpments, breath argent wind,
                                               limbs pendulums of forgotten constellations.


                                                   Neon acolytes scroll ephemeral auguries;
                                         mirrors, obsidian tribunals, reflect only decrepitude.


                                             I seize dumbbells—orb of primordial sovereignty;
                                                sweat ignites into microcosmic heliospheres,
                                                           celebrating the heresy of vitality
                                                          in a sanctum devoted to fragility.


                                         The clipboard combusts in incense of imagined awe;
                                                                   I pedal, I lift, I breathe—
                                         each motion an imperial edict: mountain, river, comet.


                                                   I am venerable, absurd, immortal, human;
                                 my laughter detonates Olympus beneath fluorescent firmaments.

Leg Twitches For Legatee

Quivering lowest limb
namely mine little feet
medication side effects
analogous running dead heat
most often while fast asleep
the missus claims thrashing feet

easily mistaken for epilepsy
disrupts her pleasant dreams
claiming legitimate grounds
for kickstarting divorce
bachelorhood amenable
versus her furious

expletive laced outbursts
crying out loud
further under_scoring, necessitating,
mandating, accentuating...
feasible solution for Pete sakes,
thus favoring me night owl schedule

mine circadian rhythm
easily reoriented, 
reestablished, realigned
when she goes beddie bye boo
I feel unbounded energy reserves
bubbles forth courtesy microcosmic

La Brea tar pits interestingly enough
preserving fossilized traces,
when shut eye cycle
regarding yours truly
synchronized more optimally
with counterpart, which

vagary linkedin with
one or more
pharmacological prescriptions,
yet this mister loathe
to forego synthesized agent
that calm emotional provocateurs

particularly diminishing
frequency and intensity
formerly debilitating panic attack,
which vestige chronic anxiety
prevalent thank you sweaty hands
profuse dripping perspiration

during torpid heat waves,
where combination
central air conditioning/
(albeit malfunctioning)
doubles as warmth
generating source

one bedroom
apartment unit B44,
which aforementioned detail
lacks relevance in toe toe
with healing power of
selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors

cuz clinical depression
linkedin with diagnosis
constituting genetic package
biologically bequeathed
to this anonymous hominid
amazingly graced with
psychological ills affecting

academic and employment functionality,
hence lifetime struggle
to live hand to mouth
hardscrapple existence
plaguing dependents and spouse
dealing with mailer daemons

compromising her mental health
translated as without income,
therefore financial shortcomings
lured by castles in the air
pipedreams, a lottery winner,
I dream of genie - in a bottle...

which farfetched stroke of luck
less likely than
getting struck by lightning
with sunshine illuminating
man cave within
which scrivener scribbles away.
Form: Footle

My Holy Family

There is a part of me,
an obscure mossy part
that is an underlay,
a lichen-like carpeting
of scud and muddy surf
that some might call soul.

Within that membranous sub-coat
neither devils nor angles live
yet there are creatures
and they merge and mingle
swapping their miniscule bodies
with each other
just to scurry hither and thither
as different aspects
of a microcosmic awareness.

I think sweet St Francis would have
seen through me.
I believe he would have blessed 
my animalistic sub-existence
while teaching each germy,
parasitical, symbiotic
cellular organism of mine
how to knit together
the shape of God
in this filmy mire,
this gathering swarm
of innate holiness.


My Holy Family

There is a part of me, an obscure mossy part
that is an underlay, a lichen-like carpeting
of scud and muddy surf that some might call earth.

Within that membranous sub-coat
neither devils nor angles live, yet there are creatures
they merge and mingle swapping their miniscule bodies
with each other just to scurry hither and thither
as different aspects of a microcosmic,
yet ever growing awareness.

I think sweet St Francis would have seen through me;
I believe he would have blessed my animalistic sub-existence
while teaching each germy, parasitical, symbiotic
cellular organism of mine how to knit together
the image of God in this filmy mire.

Asleep Courtesy Deep Relaxation Music

Elongated dazzling radiance cast abeam
sensational blinding brilliance
thru eyelids cast agleam
buoyed upon soundcloud airstream
entire corporeal complex edifice

rocked upon gently
shimmering weightless as moon beam
metaphorically floats yours truly
autonomic kickstarting process
since... flagellation enabled conception
circulating, distributing, enervating...

dna chromosomal genetic
data packets craft
lifeforce fueled bloodstream
aforementioned haploid gamete
kinetic, microcosmic, and opportunistic

unbridled, likened, and fashioned bream
identity guarding, glorifying,
edifying dynamic counterstream
crème de la crème
deoxyribonucleic electric kool aid

acid time tested testicular cream
erecting scalar, singular, stellar
survival of fittest
legendary, mandatory, and noteworthy
twenty three and me crossbeam
cast adrift amidst

one after another
continuous pleasant daydream
wafting mysteriously current
squarely bobbing (think sponge)
idyllically, harmoniously, haphazardly
and gently flowing downstream

nimbly manifesting lusciously
kneading jubilantly inescapable
heavenly glorifying dream
begetting coruscating prismatic halo
quintessentially orbiting eyebeam

orchestrating laser inducted fleam
painlessly piercing poetic pulsating gleam
analogous to virtual reality occurring
currently within whirled wide
webbed dammed headstream.

Meanwhile along Battle Creek boughs
tooting, trumpeting tussling,
nonetheless resolute triumphant hornbeam
built barque remains intact amidst every inseam.

Lumbering ship of state seaworthy
in league with moost any other galleon
forging full steam ahead
lake any other mainstream
weathering riveting pond during microbeam.

Genesis of Thoughts

Narrow and shallow shining laser focus 
     into chasm while teetering on brink
akin to scurrying thru microcosmic burrow 
     of microscopic Manhattan skyscrapers 
     wink'n nod and blink,

this ace of spades heart (diamond 
     in the rough) poet digs club billy shallow 
     sometimes forced to spelunk 
     thru crawl space chink
     
hunting down gamesome dodging 
     catlike whim elusively outpaced,
yet webbed, whorled wide net 
     nonetheless doth cap cha alive 
     agile adept idealized rat fink,

which unseen quite quiet mouse notion 
     gives hardy fellow run for his money, 
     within scrunched brow mental chase
possibly connected to a preceding pondering 
or appearing randomly 
     viz, non-sequitur conscious kink

     said quarry i.e. whimsical thoughts   
frequently vanish without a trace
     quick as mental cogs and wheels 
     generate snapchatting, riveting, twittering link

process allowing, enabling, and providing 
     albeit easily distracting ability 
     to grasp awesome zinging, lightening, 
     fleeting brainstorm within windswept
     mind space *****sapiens to think
    
shimmering insight cognizant ability 
     likening ode on Grecian urn vase
frieze depicting elusive capture 
     thought process lifespan shorter than a wink

via third eye blind of 
     comfortably numb beatle browed face
to locate source giving rise 
    king inducing minor frustration at inability 
     to nab (albeit painlessly) shimmering zinc

like inception, deception, taking wing
within fifty plus shades swing
and conception of consciousness stir ring
nanobyte size quisling

gray matter housing chromosomal ping 
pong pin balling genes summons King
kong of Leon intrigue, jing
gull ling, where disparate 

     ideas linkedin fling
pollinated neurological network ebbing
and flowing, sans during
writerly blitzkrieg thread ding 
provocative point of pinterest bing

proclimation emancipation pensive predilection
to contrive a means and ways 
to corral mischievous mental minions
who seem to vanish without a trace  

holographic after effect or image evoked
from virtual reality, the latest modality 
to pair dime a dozen stray cats re:
untamed cerebral creatures tempting 
contemplation to occupy hours.

Premium Member The Great Beauty

The Great Beauty
                   by Odin Roark

How short lived
This laughter made for releasing
Buried in the tragedian 
Locked in the universal clown costume 
We

You and me

We might watch Fellini’s balloons part
But the message of La Dolce Vita 
Has faded into paparazzi history
Or perhaps
Never was

But

Taking up the Master’s baton
Paolo Sorrentino runs like a gazelle
His Great Beauty
Revisiting the question

A man lent to us
Provides a moment
Where one’s man for the ages
For our lifetime
A sufferer for both woman and man
Torn between the paternal instinct
And imagined freedom…
Becomes alone
Yet all-embracing

Such a price
We might say

Italy’s microcosmic decline
Man’s countenance on trial
His worth awaiting
A Christie's auction

Everything with its levy

Yet

What price the good life?
The good life seldom realized?

The kind lived
Then rebuked in
The Great Beauty? 

Oh to seek
The unanswerable
Not the self-cocooning 
Of “I know”
And the peace of inner-nothingness
Sublime’s secret

Like Sorrentino’s protagonist
We all live in bubbles
The question is about choice
Your bubble
Or
Mine?
© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.

Feint Faint Fake No Nor Easter

Feint faint "Fake" no nor'easter

If putsch comes to shove,
aye ain't no doggone fraidy cat
nor chicken little
fearing coup d'état,
yours truly simply
risk averse, and more exact,
he stays sequestered
within these four walls,
cuz tis safest inside this flat
always... mein kampf,

I remember when fertilization begat
after nine months in utero...
ah dat womb dar full habitat
i.e. uterus cradled humanity, whereat
teeming bajillions primates
peopling planet Earth
couples made lovey dovey after spat
(which species among
other flotsam and jetsam),

got shot out (think) analogous
muzzle loaded gat
excellent marksman aimed
then squirted packed heat hot
as summer temperature
gets within Gujarat
recorded courtesy, thee
oldest functioning thermostat,
albeit microcosmic primordial vat
testy sea men don 

(May comb hairy 
gah great again) conical hat.
I surmise proto humans
especially storied hall
(conjured in Peer Gynt 
by Edvard Grieg
of mountain king)
trumpeted, tooted thwacked,
and announced presence
courtesy posterior primal mating call,

which vibrant cheekiness heard all
around the mulberry bush to Gaul
hmm... maybe e'en hot air
inspired Marc Chagall,
while sitting atop porcelain throne,
nonetheless scandalous
rectal blasts methinks help explain fall
of Rome, whereby noxious
generated silent but deadly nauseating
noisome pall mall

felled friend and foe alike
analogous on minuscule
scale to Chernobyl
level 7 nuclear accident
also linkedin, when
Polar Vortex doth stall

across avast swath planet Earth
forcing quick thinkers to marshall,
what (mathers) matters
such as... antique pinball
machines worth a mint,
a  to install.

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