Long Pulsation Poems

After drenching biblical rainfall...
verdant green acres covered the planet of the apes
like a petticoat junction
donning barrel of skinny dipping monkeys.

Once drought stricken vast landscape
far as the eye could see
suddenly flush with promise
of budding new shoots
and...

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15.7
“You are That in which the universe appears 
like waves appearing in the ocean
You are Consciousness itself
No need to worry”


The concept being that the world is nothing but thought
Transient and therefore necessarily unreal like a...

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“As God’s spark ensouling organic form,
I am that presence which cannot be named,
felt within as a magnetic bliss storm,
divine pulsation that cannot be tamed,
gentled by His touch, within body framed.
I am that which transcends both...

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How far is that LIGHT
                              ...

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All over our suburb, lights have suddenly gone out, and panic has seized our hearts. 
Grasping my lover’s hand in the pitch black night, I struggle as he pulls me up. My 
legs are flimsy...

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He searches in the shady sides,
traces of vanished light,
a drift of the felt,
all of nuances and transitions.

Perhaps is it too early;
cold dawn maintains suspended
the pulsation of the heart,
spreading the ashes,
incomprehension of lack,
in the slow progress...

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The implosion of a thought is neither a shred or a shard. In fact it is surely a pulsation of a wisdom whirlpool? Really? How rather radical. And amusing to the laughs of the rhombuses...

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There is no one
There is nothing 
A perhaps never to end existential pulsation

Since early childhood, since before I can ing remember
I knew everything was off...
All a giant game among the adult
No one admitted the delusional...

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Written: April 18, 2025, for contest by Useeking Seeker

Suggested line of inquiry:

“As God’s spark ensouling organic form,
I am that presence which cannot be named,
felt within as a magnetic bliss storm,
divine pulsation that cannot be tamed,
gentled...

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"And to those Spirits that beckon 
me, doeth wisdom unto him."

As the night awoke from its 
slumber, 
the moon 
reflected a dull glow.  
The thief's testimony
spoken.

The romance had ended, 
love's glimmer lost, 
like ancient...

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I hear the squelch of sorrow 
nearing me once again,
pummels with the purple pulsation, 
with the unheard echo in the frail veins.
The miasma of sadness envelopes 
the mind-soul-body trinity,
the sigh of its drifting desolation
trails the...

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I always weep for you in the hush of eventide hills.
In their mystical muteness I can hear your heartbeats.
As tears indulge in indigo dusky deepening horizons,
I put my hope in the last morning star which...

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Night Fantasies - As moonlight blankets us in passion 

Crystallized moon beams
Fractured light of endless desire
Shimmer around you as our eyes meet
Beneath a canopy of hazy luminance
Pearl buttons glisten as fingers touch
Your smile grants permission...

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13.2
“The body is strained by practices
The tongue tires of scripture
The mind numbs with meditation
Detached from all this,
I live as I am”


The matrix of in-form body consciousness 
Employs limited bandwidths of vibration
Perceiving with defective awareness
Interpreting in...

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grandma had always been a magical offspring of nature

collected herbs images mushrooms psychedelic support

tattoo in her mind rebellion independence and freedom

mescal beans at stakes looking like witches’ broomsticks

cultivated night shade a belladonna of sorts in...

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a 1 2 3 4 is not a 1 2 1 2 nor a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8....ok then hum....x
A house trained duck could run amok in even the most tightest...

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When eternity and the moment embrace under the dome of stars,
Love, the soul's royal garment, confronts the sword of time.
It is the torch that burns to the bone, battling against death,
And with each pulsation, it...

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Gazing upon the firefly hovering and then, whisking away amid blithe ~

Luminescent wings sweeping such ponderings; aside

Illuminating sunlit prisms within these, countless hues....

Waters washing times carved boulders as they journey toward the sea

Soon to be...

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On the edge of silence 
beyond the mossy-muffled stone wall
a wind chime chants — faint, like falling sparkles of stars—
honeyed musings of a wind spirit on the move
from west to east a bridge of broken...

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MOON  DANCER

A  prose  poem  by

ROBERT  DAVIDSON


Tonight  I  walk  the  beach  to  the  stone  jetty  where  my  boat  is...

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darkness,spurt,race.pound,redness,echostride.strut, tango roil. gather.burst. pent.crash,roll, run. shiver 

he strode through darkness, echoes of pounding pulsation spurt and race in
gathering redness.  His pace quickens as shapes shiver by. The tide runs back against crash of...

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I hear the squelch of sorrow nearing me once again,
pummelling with the purple pulsation in the frail vein.
Sadness encloses the mind-soul-body trinity,
the sound of its footfall trails the echo of eternity. 

In the dwindling day...

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Crystallized moon beams,
fractured light of endless desires
shimmer on you as our eyes meet
beneath a canopy of gemstone brilliance
Pearl buttons glisten as fingers touch
and your smile grants permission,
leaving me breathless

Serenity of the night serenades
our hearts in...

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If we know ourself, we’ll know the universe
but if our inquiry seeks to go in deep,
recognising touch divine does not rehearse,
we begin by letting musings inward seep,
that by melding with the void, penning soul’s verse,
between...

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Stillness enters as silent as the bloom of a flower,
As sober as a winter night with a fine fog shower!
It secretes within just like nectar secreting noiseless,
Its sweetness is felt by hearts and minds, crystal-like!...

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