Long Sublimating Poems

Please come join me in spirit if not in body...
regarding my resumption 
of daily/mostly nightly constitutional

I accompany my dark shadow...
(small number of  hours 
before edge of night,
where twilight zone evokes night gallery - 
drawing...

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The (tongue In Cheek) Balm...
Of "permanent" Sleep

Abbott, nothing beats the
     immortal heavenly reincarnation
     after mortality odometer
     unexpectedly set to zeros
preparing deceased
  ...

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Voting without aggravation...

Otherwise known as
absentee ballot/ mail-in ballot
if ye read no further... please exercise
opportunity to cast ballot
obviously freedom to choose,
but take serious stock of human bondage
(desperately calling out
for their Maugham me)
regarding: economy, integrity, monetary, xyz...

Anyway,...

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I could not be me without you,
nor you without me,
as "I"
you see
we're not at home 
in side-against-side.

Egos seek universality
but also unity
equality
equi-valent ecological
economy,
biological teleology
unfolding meaning-full we.

If no MetaEcoSystem,
then no Me.
If no me, then no exegetical
metaphysical
metamorphical
polycultural
permaculturing,
polynomial Be.

If...

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No Sin for a Mirror

 Arabic Poem by: Habib Al-Samir*

Translated Into English by:

Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)

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In a room,

Bordered by the sun on the right

And the moon on the left,

A mirror stands

On a smooth wall

Exposing or concealing...

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Love without Beloved,
Beloved without Love,
neither alternative could be
me without you
you within me
both equivalent would be 
We.

We without you,
or me,
this simply can not be,
we takes both equally
bidextrously 
ambivalent

Without me,
just you,
or me,
which We cannot 
co-arisingly be.

I could...

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Heart is where my home finds graceful relationship,
where my soul simply breathes
beneath my memories of becoming,
of being at my best,
sometimes my worst,
but always my most full, complete,
most abundantly contentious 
and both loudly out 
and quietly...

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In The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying,
Sogyal Rinpoche writes, unconvincingly,
to my left-brain dominant ears,

"No suffering,
however dreadful
[and even mortal],
is 
or can be
meaningless
if it is dedicated
to the alleviation
of the suffering of others."

This abstract act of "dedication"
sounds...

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Eutectic water ice with a time-extending elixir,
Casting a trivial covering of aqueous freezing.
In the puncture spirits of an exquisite spritzer,
The Esophagus of a beat glass, sublimating. 

Casting a trivial covering of aqueous freezing,
Wadded ash fills...

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The sweetest love I ever knew,
Was a secret love not given.
A sublimating ecstasy--
A symphony from Heaven. 
                  ...

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In the existential dualist domain,
irreducibly implanted in intrinsic psychic arena,
we breathe as God’s generous gift 
the divine breath of the enactment life,
as the source of congruent performing creativity. 

The unwavering faith molds the mind
for its...

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Any state of being manifesting a contracted feeling
is invariably brought about by our ego narrowly perceiving
in turn has to do with our consciousness identifying & associating 
with an object real or imaginary it is deludedly...

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As I gaze upon my shadow, 
it appears to grow a hole 
Just where my heart belongs, 
morphs a void into my soul 
Open to all the elements, 
sunlight shines right through 
split second after...

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The unwavering faith molds the mind
for its inward journey to the eternity,
life turns into a turbulent river,
the currents of contemplation interlace,
and carry the elements of innate reflection.

The ultimate merger with the serene sea,
shaping the fathomless...

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I can cook up numbers,
manipulate the sheets 
Sometimes chase shadows
not knowing I am beat,
You can trick my senses 
sweep me off my feet,
With a smile so beautiful,
easily launch a Trojan fleet 

I can change the...

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Autumn ultimately receives it all - 
Painted in bald bohemian design, 
A poet’s sacred inspiration shrine -
Nevertheless not exempt from the fall. 

Winter ultimately trumps with cold swing - 
Triumphant yet frigid, monochrome muse, 
Sublimating...

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I comprehend the wind when
                      your hair dangles ...
     ...

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Autumn ultimately unveils it all, 
Basking in bold bohemian design, 
Pastoral poets’ inspiration shrine - 
Enlivens lavishly before the fall. 

Winter ultimatum trumps with chill swing - 
Impetus frozen by a frigid muse - 
Sublimating...

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(For Prof. Wolfgang Zach)

The kids beheld a bright face
Beaming like an emblem
Of the new photo-sky:
Subliming all our nativity
Sublimating our eagled rites.

His eyes were so sharp
Two fruits of nature!
Two seas of blossoming love:
Twinkling in a raw...

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