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I'm sure you've heard of it before.
How they match with one partner and thereafter don't need anything more
Once they've bonded, they're intertwined. mind, body and soul, till their very core.
With eyes only seeing one another, there's never a day when it feels like a chore.
Swans, I mean. beautiful creatures, truly.
It's poetic, how they can fall once and continuously love their pair so purely.
Quite contrary to people though, we seem to function differently.
Sometimes feeling that same kind of passion but doing so silently.
We don't engage, we don't pair, we don't link with our "significant other".
Why, you may ask. well because we don't want to be seen as a bother
So we wait, and wait, and wait until perhaps one day our "match" will find their way to our direction.
But in more cases than not, such phenomena are unlikely because we are simply not part of our mate's selection.
It's odd, I know. how I've used words like "significant other", "match" and "mate".
But clearly those are inaccurate if for them, my title is still up for debate.
However, that's the sorrow in not finding your forever.
Or even worse, finding it in someone when you're not even together.
I guess in some ways we are similar to swans, unfortunately only in heartbreak.
Because when a swan's cob passes away, the remaining pair is left in heartache.
But in this case, my "companion" is not dead.
He was never "mine" to begin with, it was merely all in my head.
Moonlight filters through the tree limbs
Leaving silhouettes of night phenomena
Just above the curb of the road there hymns
The guffawing of a nocturnal feathered fauna
Wearing a mask of colorful plumage
With eyes so round and bright they glimmer
Showing the readiness of true courage
The shadow bird is definitely not a bawler
As only a sideways glimpse coincides
I see the beautiful owl take to flight
Avoiding my gaze as it quietly glides
Hooting at a distant friend of the night
Will this beautiful bird be back again?
Or will only the night see it then?
Written on July 29th, 2014
For: Night Owl - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kelly Deschler
Gentle hopes thrive in the sunlight
Where miracles are encouraged
And kindness does always flourish
Breathes of passion caress the wind
With musical whispers of tenderness
Creating happiness that flows through
The heart and causes the very soul
To listen with a sense of compassion
Shadows of inspiration soothe the spirit
Where secrecy meets, combining with
Wisdom that reveals truths built on faith
Dancing with enlightenment and desire
Building fires of concern that keeps hearts
Pouring out blessings discovered within
The ones who know love is the only answer
Filling up lives with beautiful, warm embraces
Silent sincerities sigh with pure elation
Fixing their thoughts on blessed visions
Insights into the heart and soul of creativity
Breaking through the worry, pain and strife
Comes the prayers who welcome God’s sign
Revealing to us the wonders that set about
Designing aspirations and second chances
To reach out to those who need our empathy
Brilliant hues of phenomena beckon from
The heart of those who learn and grow with
Knowledge that the Lord is the answer to life
Journeying through this arid earth, yearning
For the wonders found in loving unconditionally
With all the heart and soul, beyond the hurts
Through everything that comes, good and bad
Happy and sad… throughout it all, unending love!
this
here now
our formless awareness
eternal screen of consciousness
Self
Self
as noumena
births all phenomena
duality wherein we’re immersed
form
form
decaying dust
assumes an ego
which hijacks our awareness
delusion
delusion
hypnotic trance
dreams within dreams
spurred by dark desires
suffering
suffering
of ego
which we’re not
is noticed thus birthing
wisdom
wisdom
is recognition
that we’re Self
made in God’s image
light
light
is barren
without agape love
which dissolves all opposites
peace
peace
in stillness
within outer chaos
is our true orientation
illumination
illumination
an effervescence
ignition renewal continual
fragrance of a rose
God
Time stretched stillness
And vibrant emptiness
Enables clear cognition
Of the in between state
Just before deep sleep
Wherein dreams cease
Since thought flow ends
Yet awareness is poised
As witness consciousness
In the void of no-thingness
When formless presence
Choicelessly then chooses
To meld with That oneness
Enlivening itself by intent
Of undifferentiated I-ness
Recognising the noumena
Causation of phenomena
Thus singularity and duality
Being but manifestations
Of the same unified reality
Reverberating as Spanda
29-April-2022@
Notes:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turiya
https://hridaya-yoga.com/spanda-the-sacred-tremor-of-the-heart/
IMAGINATION TAKES HOLD
Like chrysalis asleep,dreaming of
its wings await intellectual recreation
and active benevolence which brings
wisdom & blessedness.Such does
the future promise in the range
of high arts,parcelled out in shades
of pensiveness by the ticking of
the clock as imagination takes
hold and abides in perfection.
Letters of Samuel Palmer 1891
EVERY DAY
Dream the daydream,feel the
poetic in art,a deep glimpse of
landscape,silvering fragments of the
moon through a lattice.Pluck from
memory the rooted sorrow
and embody ideal beauty in a sunburnt
glow.Then rising all besmirched
begin,imitating in detail and
acknowledge momentary phenomena
in continual observation &sketch.
Letters of Samuel Palmer 1891
*A Phrasis is a structured verse where the poet uses selected prose phrases of another writer’s to compile unique poetry therefrom as a tribute thereto,the word phrasis is Greek for phrase.
Listen to me recite these two phrasis of mine on youtube under name of ichthyschiro
a double acrostic
S - Scared to death, I dreaded failures
E - Exams in high school were formidable.
L - Leery as I was, my final grades were phenomenal
F - Finishing with a B- average I stood in disbelief.
A - A little less shaky, I headed to higher academia;
C - College-life was stressful but I refused to panic.
T - Test taking became part of becoming an adult.
U - University structure was a different milieu;
A - Actually I finally got rid of the false chimera
L - Learning who I was and liking how it made me feel.
I - Independence was not the roadblock that I
Z - Zeroed in on as an unsure teenage klutz.
A - Actualization is a work in progress. My agenda
T - Takes on a different focus now; I am less of a pessimist.
I - I graduated with a new motto, a kind of alibi -
O - Occasional failure is not an opportunity to forego
N - New learning experiences because of intimidation.
written Nov. 10, 2016
Hand surgeon, aptly named Charlie
Had a habit most folk view bizarrely
Each day before patients lay on his table
He sniffed a line or two which made him able
To slice and dice, hyped up head felt cathartic
Injuries presented, varied and complex
Imbibed biological Bibles, known reflex
Mere matchstick puzzle, bones twenty seven
Mirror met snow snakes, elongated elevens
Intensified his focus on anethesised subjects
Doc performs ops. at astounding rates
Each one completed, eager Charlie takes
Another line, consumed with smoothest relish
Ability to tinker successfully, truly embellished
Speed increase propels the money he makes!
High as Heaven Charlie felt himself a professor
Straight surgery defunct, fine skills suppressor
To rip skin open and zip through job, elating
Benefits of blow for bone shifts, no debating
Need to nourish nostrils with coke, incessant
11th September 2020
Of course, this phenomena is common in many industries,
including surgery. Not sure if in contemporary time,
surgeons are drug tested, but I doubt they are.
- Have been told first hand by a surgeon that it's
regularly practiced to hone their performance.
- Unfortunately, patients are not audiences
being performed to!!
- Perhaps the general public has faith in their
white collar workers, to avoid overuse.
Lies in the large area of Atlandic deep
Betwixt Florida, Puerto Rico, and Bermuda
A creepy, frightening, and mysterious reef
Formed the devil's triangle above atoll Barbuda
The heavily travelled shipping lanes of the globe
Where vessels vanished in mystic circumtances
Region where aircrafts routinely fly over and rove
But skippers and aviators still believe in chances
With the shot in the arm of weather satellites fly
Seen and noticed the unusual hexagonal clouds
Experts in atmospheric phenomena decrypt the sky
Hoped to save from deadly blast of water-air shrouds
Precioso Tano
May 13, 2017
A full moon is called
the last phase of the bright moon,
its lunar effect can be
tragic as believed
in ancient and modern myths...
can superstition bring on fright?
Human Imagination
is worse than belief itself;
madness and murder increase,
so does depression...
who fears vampires sucking blood,
or ware wolves with large bodies?
Still superstitious
and believer of mythology?
Those are legends of past ages!
Who's seen one of them?
Ah, none of us have indeed...
behold the celestial sight!
Written by Andrew Crisci
for Russell Sivey's contest,
" What Happens During A Full Moon? "
10/27/2011