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I look out for you in the emptiness, day and night,
‘cause for a long while you’re out of my sight.
My heart beats with the pulse of yearning pure,
as my essence embraces your graceful allure.
Your fairy footprints have faded, but these I trail
to the fervent destination of desire not yet stale,
where with the flame of love I envelop you,
turning into burning ember of craving anew.
I feel I’ve plunged into the fathomless void wary,
as the debris of shattered sky falls around me.
The sparks of your charm the new sun rays fling,
creating for me the colorful collage of longing.
In the sunburst horizon drenched by hued shower
dreamy dawn blossoms like spring-tinged flower.
The silver sequins make the topaz dewdrops glow,
flashing like your sparkling smile in my meadow.
I’m drowned in the flood of your love, I tell you,
I swim mesmerized on cloud nine, you’ve no clue.
I’m not tired wandering in the wasteland so long,
my love for you is forever, don’t get me wrong.
As I look at the blue depth of your sapphire eyes
my heart pulsates with a new rhythm I fantasize.
My soul absorbs your aura I earnestly implore,
saturates my senses with the glint of elation I adore.
(Inspired by the song "Shake The Ground" by Glenn Hughes)
The life stream swerves in undulating landscape,
the concert of murmur cascades melody
that ripples in the whispering air,
the sound of music flies past me unheard
in the depth of silence.
Rains fall in torrent on parched psychic tree,
the rhythm of aria pulsates on dancing leaves,
I keep my succinct senses alert in the scene,
but the symphony fades away unperceived
in the depth of silence.
From the cacophony of unnerving clamor
voices go back to where they come from,
for the stark reality remains hidden shrouded
within the unreachable abyss of my mind
in the depth of silence.
As I walk on the squally path of distraught
the shards of awareness scatter on the trail,
the buds of emotion wither away unbloomed,
the wilted petals lie in the discarded debris
in the depth of silence.
The consciousness layers I cross going inward,
and discover the divine lotus blossom inside,
I hear beguiled the primordial music within
where a speck of universal soul in me resonates
in the depth of silence.
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March 3, 2022
Contest : Consciousness Fulcrum
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
11/14/2023
She dreamt of him again, last night.
His soft soul, shimmering in the moonlight.
That night he saved her from a fierce beast,
Pounding and slapping her, was his feast!
The Prince found her, crying and scared.
Punched the beast…threw him down the stairs.
The lovely fair, maiden was able to now breathe.
She studied, his silken, soft, golden sleeves.
He will always be her knight in well-made,gold armor.
No human to date, could understand her flaming, her
her passionate ardor.
He was not being gallant, but came to stop deadly fear.
The Prince found her, in pain and never again would she
be the maiden, shedding one,silvery tear.
“This is my Prince, my every heartbeat races and
pulsates for!”
“My love for a man, with a pure soul….who could
ask for any wondrous male of the world, more?
Is this tale true, many a reader might ponder?
Oh, indeed ‘ tis so,her faithful heart from his
shalt never be torn asunder.
He, far more than another, did save her life!
He gave this Princess, a life full of ongoing
joy, absent of human strife!
Thus, she pens of their warm love, quite frequently.
That moment in time, now a rapturous reality of
their conjoined eternity!
“If God omnipresent, He must be resident within
We must feel then now, bliss tremors on our skin”
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Been there, done that
Fleeting pleasures fall flat
Mitigated pleasure of intimacy
Foiled by stuporous delinquency
Where may be found zenith rapture
Raising stature above body caricature
Where peaked ecstasy each throb renews
Climax unending as soma nectar bliss spews
Restless Anna set off on an adventurous world tour
Lifestyle bohemian, French-kissing many a boor
She tried Kama-Sutra, frolicked with Shamans
Finally all proved to be ephemeral liaisons
Her heart burning with ardent yearning
She found not that ecstasy enlivening
Upon reaching point of exhaustion
Surrendered, entering meditation
A voice then broke the silence
‘Choose divine entwined parlance
Here and now, in this feeble mind-body
Meld head with heart resting desires shoddy’
Anna did as was told and in timeless time, behold
Polarities within form manifested ineffable bliss untold
Hidden conduits throbbed with magnetic electricity
Radiating from within, climaxing joy in continuity
Anna now knows, in being and so becoming
Vibrant blissful soul presence scintillating
Bliss bubbles burst, quenching her thirst
From head to toe in bliss so immersed
Thunderous rapture within pulsates
To the music divine her heart gyrates
Moment by moment, all moments be one
Her aura radiating glow of the spiritual sun
16-August-2021
Anna And The French Kiss Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
The Nap Master
HAIL the astral world of utterance,
one befalls to eavesdrop whisperings of their sweet nothings,
breathlessly whisking up a spell of portioned scents that, nay,
spilled china of eddied creamed joys and demitasse gooey treats,
BEHOLD the phoenix rises to a full exalting measure,
neath a lunar ecliptic mystic hypnotic apathy,
upon a peacock's crown whose spread out azure-chartreuse wings,
adorns unsnared midst manes of an unbridled vehement trot,
ONWARD it leaped a skipped array of a vivid rainbow's path,
of free glides during its phases of warm air in a chilled sky,
as it spread o'er vast terrains of dale and vale of culled greens,
tethered to tawny treasures of teemed lives infinite mirth wants,
BEHEST of Cherubs advent of endless stars braving her crown,
on their sailed galleons of whimsical twinkling vigilance,
seducing a flock of blithe bleating lambs a respectful ride,
on fluffed souls, nursing meek minions to ripple a fair surge,
CHANNELS a righteous domain free of a distant storm,
pushed by the lashes of sunbeams citrus lemony whips,
that ade stirred mouth fulls of dryness seeking quenching,
gouging the top echelon of expecting lips full measure,
ADHERED to heart pulsates that steady the gauge of innocence,
unique mild credulity cushioned amongst penitent palms,
and tinseled charm of enamored superheroes noble acts,
save the divine a full accounting listing each wonder,
CLUSTERS of mirrors enlightened volumes of a sojourned quest
of luminous unconsciousness prominent in such a phase,
the inner realm expanse that dwells in hallowed gifted slumber,
all grouped banking muses within the treasury of their mind,
ALL delicately locked by the key master . . .
. . . their fortuitous magnitude of eyelids.
2020 February 05
18.32
“Hearing ultimate Truth,
the dull-witted man is bewildered
The wise man hearing Truth
retreats within and appears dull-witted”
What a pleasant surprise!
Let us assume we are wise!
(23-August-2019)
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Verse 18.32 revisited on 05-February-2022
When divine wisdom in heart is sown
The hermit’s words sound like a koan
People bewildered at the monk’s delight
Bliss which he says cascades day and night
Recognition that we live in the womb of God
When affirmed leaves the populace overawed
Talk of hidden conduits with this here body form
Within which pulsates magnetic bliss currents warm
Ascension through octaves of love infusing compassion
Vibrant void like joyous stance an ever present meditation
Truth of oneness when the rest feel poignant separateness
Effusive reverence when recalling being touched by God’s hand
Open secrets hidden in plain sight most people cannot understand
The primordial light of the universe, the absolute,
illumines perennially the essence of the living.
The primeval energy of the universe, the ultimate,
drives perpetually the destiny of the existent.
The omnipresent element is ingrained in every soul,
interconnected by the common threads of truth.
Yet each one is like a tree in the forest of diversity,
each one is like a flower in the garden of plurality.
The Big Bang sound vibrated in the universal core,
boundless light in no time transformed into matter,
that remembers the tunes of the singularity event,
pulsates in resonance with the melody of the creator.
Everything crafted floats in the wave of continuum,
in all hearts it composes the cosmic music of love,
by one common harmonic chord they are all bound,
from one celestial harp all the prime rhythms arise.
The heavenly infinite network of unique oneness
encrypts the unifying divine algorithm of the being.
In the flicker of the creator’s lamp within the extant,
soul perceives the universal consciousness of unity.
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May 31, 2022
Contest : Unity Consciousness
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
This sunset of peach crowns the bay, aglow
While Manila lies in tropical bliss
This region bustling with tunes as nights flow
Along street cafes where friends reminisce.
The jam of guitars floods a moonlit trail
Dizzy where tangy hyacinths delight…
Folks prancing on rhumba beats to unveil
My city agleam... near a harbor bright.
Modern yet quaint, this scene is my life’s art
Afloat like an isle of eclectic flair,
Robed in temples,parks of inner child’s heart
For this dwelling charms with beauty to share.
In my abode of pearled Oriental grains,
Manila pulsates in festive refrains.
Where Are You From Contest
Sponsor: Joseph Soper
* Manila ( Philippines)
The creation of an ace artisan
Porcelain silky delicate finish
Embellishing curvaceous ornate design
I shine with enticing glamour.
Mystically alluring hollow inside
I’m just a lone show piece of art
Yearning to belong and be placed
Beside you in a special space.
When your caressing hands
Adorn me with a posy of flower
In ardent touch my heart pulsates
As you fill me with your charm.
When in silvery night the gentle breeze
Soaked in stardust enters your room
The flowers dance to the music of ecstasy
In your dreamy eyes you see me glow.
(Ode to a flower vase)
November 9, 2019
Contest : Metaphor of Love
Sponsor : Bobby May
December 25, 2019
Contest : Strand Special 9, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Inspired by Glenn Hughes song “So much love to give”
The sparkling dawn lights up
My heart’s horizon of longing
Spreads the sunburst colors
On the fervent garden green
It blooms with my love’s flowers
The fragrance flies past your face
In the mind’s valley of desire
I’ve traced a trail to reach you
The fervent cloud of my craving
Melts in a torrent of emotion
Makes my limitless love for you
A cascading river where I swim
In the sparkling span of my sky
You glow like a slice of moon
I sink in the silken sea of its beam
When new sun rises in hued dawn
My desire is tinged with multi-colors
I paint the portrait of love for you
I live only to love you
As you walk with charisma
On silver soaked beach of the sea
The waves bring strings of pearl
On your ivory feet they curl
Make my love adorn you
An angel treading my dream trail
Face radiates through stardust veil
Your embrace takes me on a flight
My heart pulsates in rhythm of delight
I’ll carry my love to the end of time
For you to know
I live only to love you