Long Overspill Poems

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“I am not the body, nor is the body my possession— 
I am Awareness itself.”

One who realizes this for certain
has no memory of things done or left undone.
There is only the Absolute.”


We now enter still...

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Wherein Man's Dark Curse, Felled The Olympic Gods',
Part One

(I.) 

Thus to blindness, the fallen god was blindly bound
In a blacken tragedy, doomed to darken earth:
Nature then refused to its soothing music sound
That of existence, death...

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There’s something ornately comforting, in a downpour of a day’s healthy rain
So replenishing, cleansing, as renewing, the ultimate giver to feed life’s grain

As standing undercover feeling the smaller flecks of the rain against your skin
With...

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A template swap is a switch over to a swimming sword. Swordfish are very pleased at this and dunk their noses into goblets in a godlike fashion. Such etiquette in a swim. Formational framework finds...

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Hyperthermia can be caused by standing in slip streams in sluice dumps. It never really fails if ice water can run a lake from a rusted tap. And the mid morning broken by the drip...

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The king is deception the queen clothed is greed
A tidal wave of tyrant power, overstocking their supplies while we suffer and bleed but I see life through brand new eyes, breaking all ties with a...

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“I am not the body, nor is the body my possession— 
I am Awareness itself.”

One who realizes this for certain
has no memory of things done or left undone.
There is only the Absolute.”


We now enter still...

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The pointed ears of a snail can be quite ornate really. Especially if adorned with precious stones as earrings. Buffaloes bulbous brows bear banging bunions. Marvellous. Just marvellous it is to watch the glass moving...

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born under the sea, an irresistible force
  two bodies reluctantly embrace, shunting, shifting, tectonic drifting
  alongside the southern Iapetus Ocean
  equatorial deep-time child of Laurentia and Avalonia
  journey northward, surfacing, submerging
...

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What's behind the smiles
What's behind the sparkle in your eyes
Is it tears?
Fears?

The laughter
The craziness and banter
The fun weirdness
The mere queerness

A wall you put up to the worlds eyes
Even to those you love there are lies
To...

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The past few weeks have been so tough
As you can clearly see
Four funerals for us to attend
But its not made me teary

The first was Aedan’s he was a lovely young man
I worked with him at...

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Imagine in crown, an ethereal hole,
a portal linking us to vastness of space,
wherein formless presence, or what we call soul,
brings back to form the outpourings of God’s grace,
manifest as bliss mists that make us feel...

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So is it just me or is toast weird
bare with me so
bakers train for years
To produce these
beautiful pillow bouncy castles of air caves
surrounded by mouth crumbling battlements
crusts that disintegrate at a tremble
they learn to knead...

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Dead glass pipes reproduced singing drops to pitter patter amid flesh. 
Flesh stretching between two flinching to open lids. 
Pale blue lips creasing blisters that welcomed warm breath. 
Dilation of hazel nut marbles caught the...

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Earth life struggle, soul choice made by free will
Facing turbid winds, inhospitable 
Challenges shapen us, upon the anvil
Until love enabled, consciousness stable

With clear light veiled, in this form we stumble 
Weary from suffering, that makes...

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Where's the firey temper that I used to know
Where's the passion for life and fun
Where's the love that was so strong that 
emotions would overspill and make me cry...
... with happiness

Where's the energy I used...

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Oh hermit, in staid stillness sit
Transcending every opposite
Imbibing nectar of that bliss
Making consciousness composite

Negate not truth of here, now, this
Desire's a bottomless abyss
So be still and let dark voids fill
Feeling joy, where nothing's amiss

Surrender fully...

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oh woo
Giant cream cakes crammed on a raft float quite well in a current. But probably not a clever idea to swirl cream akin to a wave. Astute wisdom is neither a leaf nor is...

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Looking back over all of one’s life
one was to stop and ponder so much
so many roads I could have went
but through it you see God’s tender touch

The providence of God is so vast
so many evidences...

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A little light entertainment on another wistful people distancing day...

The Owl and the Puddycat went to sleep
tucked up cosy and warm
Till Little Boy Blue come blasting his horn
causing a raucous storm 
The Cat and the...

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“Behold deep within, magic of God’s wonder ~
Sound of one hand clapping, resounds like thunder”
            ~ quote by poet


Beauteous and graceful is the dance...

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Heart contractions, a wake up call
Moments when we fail to stand tall
It almost seems we’re in a dream
Blockaded by a mere thought wall

Fears and desires, that inwards stream
Hollow, shallow, ego spawned scheme
Void-centric joyous soul’s immune
To...

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When the sable ink flirted with the quill 
How my muse blushed and blotted with a thrill
Upon parchment that submitted at will
To the words that began to overspill

At school I discovered 'tram' rhymed with 'scram'
And...

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How still is our stillness 
Is it unexpectant in attentiveness
Or is there an undercurrent of craving
A feeling that something is lacking
Making our meditation weak
Owing to energy leak
A blockage
That does ravage
Pristinity of our attention 
Denying divine...

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