Long Tantric Poems
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Freelance wanderer carefully navigating the vast expanse
Shadow warrior doth stealthily advance without
remonstrance
With bartered lance, pawned knife; abridged parlance
Shuffling in tantric harmony o'er unforgiving terrain;
nuanced eccentric
Camel cavalcade, entrancing spectacle across glistening
sands prancing
Shrouded by the frantic wind; each, cloaked itinerant a
tenured mantic
Trading the rationed provenance of open spaces for
gratuitous providence of flowering oases
Prudently forming each tribal alliance; deviously skirting
terms of compliance
Hearth covering from servile herd exacted; animistic
seams redacted
Burdened traveler in psychosomatic trance; by warming
flame, pyromantic
Each tenement provisioned by industrious wives; lofty
presentiment
Hospitality granted to imploring drifters; enmity shown
to extorting grifters
Every moment is a potion mixing
in the adjoinisent wave.
Where possibility falls like raindrops,
leaving you with the wonder of knowing;
how things are to be, how it is to behave.
Do you remember a time the warm summer air
gave birth to hatchlings that cloud-bursted
into your makeshift oasis?
By the Sea a Pool or a Pond, River,
Lake or Stream.
Born out of the blue, streaking
and skinny dipping back in, like a fiend.
R-Will-searching for love's Strombolient Cave,
rippled in urging,- execution of means and way.
Bursting anew into a heat seeking ring;
a resurging the repurposing of will
and union and new beginning from that day.
A whispered hint, a sneak peek from one
that has a hard time keeping a secret.
I must say!
Condensation passes from Her dripping maw,
savors, in understanding,
favors our barrage of desires,
with flavors grinning long.
Possibility indeed falls like raindrops,
bursting wet and pure.
Standing at our precipice,
rapping at our gate,
demuir
circumstances courting you in a belly-dance,
around that trial by fire, pregnant with fertility,
forged by the desire of our contemplate, inspired nativity.
Mystery's lungs breathe in perfect timing.
The sigh, heard as an inaudible
bracelet rattle, singing, opining.
Skipping, smirking, teasing and tattling.
Mother Love in Love in the distance you can hear the humming feminine prattle.
Peddling, a dance of pounces onto bare footing,
for riding atop of and settling, saddling.
in happiness's tantric trance.
Gaia roundabout,
Straddling.
Fairied in a Feminine dream.
Ferried by empathy.
Stitching stitchlings into
hand-maidens and hand-maidens
into the fabrics seams.
Seems as if the Familiar lips,
the atmospheres sway of hips; adept
the sensor censer of Holy Smoke equipped
with Angelic Sound, an anonomous kiss,
above Consecrated Ground is not at all
remiss.
In a moment of juvenile jealousy
he envies his red rival
with its intimate and greedy embrace of her angels’ share
of honey and vanilla spice
as wet stretchy hands of fervent fabric
possessively cup
her brandied beauty
amidst wistful notions
to revive his parched heart
he craves to be ladled with her ardent spirits
to be cradled in the tulip of her essence -
evaporating every chill from the calyx of her sweetened cordial
warming her in the hearth of his hands
as she melts
like buttery sunbeams
intoxicating the bleached beachy sands..
his dreamy grin falters and his tantric trance fades
as tattered edges of reverie unravel -
a haze beclouds his aged green-eyed gaze
graying his white periwinkle pipe dream
as he sees that his best days are long past
Susan Ashley
July 18, 2018
gently they breathed in and out
reached the tantric mountain
true to the core of all energies combined
prophets of doom came to the hills
eager to dispel the impermanent truth
that yoga is a type of faith
in body mind and soul
but the words they dangled
were only empty oracles
cross legged lotus flowers
opened consciousness and the conscience
that the earth sun and moon
are mere reincarnations of beauty
Shiva and Shakty
captured the breath of all winds
fired by passion
until the tempest subsided
and called for more
13th August 2021
Twas the night before my cousin's
wedding
He reluctantly gave in to the
bachelor party vetting
A burlesque, tawdry strip club was
the setting
Unbeknownst to him, the bridesmaid
was his appetite whetting
With gratuitous lap dance, began
the ribald feting
In drunken stupor, the enamored
groom his fealty forgetting
Released his inhibitions all of his
clingy garments shedding
Strode platform, in sync with
bridesmaids erotic moves duetting
In tantric rhapsody, she released
pheromones his testosterone
subletting
Enraptured with his riposte jaunts,
her matrimonial bond shredding
The enamored bridesmaid with lust
his bare essentials began petting
His betrothed parts to her
dominatrix will indebting
As the groom climaxed, his phallus
got entangled in her fish netting
Two truant souls now writhing;
spent body parts bloodletting
Dislodging their carnal chains, into
frothy night jetting
To hotel that lodged devoted bride;
their remaining passions bedding
Lurid, tawdry tryst not regretting;
but o'er bawdy exhibition sweating
Wedding contest
September 14, 2012
You can't hold it both ways, In meaning.' You
Are either direct.' Or directionless..And thus
In a mess.' No less-en-ing, yet less kenning will ensue.' Though
You deny..Its more obvious..Showing through'
True.' Reality denying.? I find it at best tedious'
Not to mention trying.! And now cov-idiocy is
Really dying.' Symtoms seen, idio-tantric bouts
And much de-crying..Tantrum-atic antic's its
Virtuless incandesacnt-cy liquid spleen venting, venting' yet never airing.' Instead there
Is resenting and vitriol..And severe dis-connect, much fruit less conversation, born.? that really
Cripples the formerly upright soul; struggle of noble
Nations...How do I quantify.? Highlight the prints of such scorn.!
Oh, how I swoon
in the ruby bliss of your sunset kiss -
your vibrant rays of maturity arouses my fire;
touching me with urgent rapture,
saturating me in sparkles of champagne light, then,
streaming through me in bold shafts of gold.
We embrace
in the broadening bloom of lantana skies -
our burning blend;
your western blaze my prismatic panes
telling biblical stories of love and pain,
bestowing rainbows into depths of dark -
our fervor cast like water-colored sprites
in far-flung illuminations
across dusky medieval arches
enlightening dim granite walls
gracing graceful curves and conscientious columns
in jewel-shades waltzing with your solar pulse.
Our vivacious union reflects our Gothic romance
in mirrored mirages dyeing the staid floor
with painted riches that richly rejoice
in plashes of splashy
orgies of light and glory
the appetite of holy ambiance whet
by warm and cool tones
pregnant with passions of the heart
and imbued with torments and ecstasies
of the soul -
cleaving humanity and divinity
in flaring flair; emerald, sapphire, citrine and garnet,
amid our spellbinding moments
of tantric twilight magic.
Our synergy electrifies
the night-falling quietude of this sacred space
before our enchanted euphoria
begins to wane… and as your dying flame
gives way to the rise of the shy crescent moon
I lose my orgasmic zest
to the evening’s ebon hue.
crown petals unfold for lofty Light
fontanelle gaping softly smile
Centre Point’s hole blazon mile
pineal connects as conical way
to galactic edenic binomial rays
loosens ovuliferous scales honed
thyroid equalises, tongue relaxes
cylinder opens larynx true blue
speech becomes intended hues
heart softens atria, ventricles
valves linking doors of paradise
protected golden it rhapsodises
coin-line verticle-horizontal spherical
solar plexus flowers monumental near
mystical super might no incidentals
feed flows smooth for tantric beats
sacral seat in creativity knowing heat
power is orange action satisfaction
rooted into Earth mooted primordial
authentic estate mirthful immemorial
aligned connection very refined
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Tantra is the direct here and now energy path
Felt within, each breath of God, a holy sabbath
The tantric perspective is simple
Demystifying mystical parables
Christ consciousness centre is between our eyebrows
Wherein God bestowed wisdom and bliss currents furrow
This chakra centre, the Ajna, in polarity to the Medulla
Entwines with crown - Sahasrara and heart - Anahata
Thus higher and lower minds meld with love
With Gods blessings from within and above
This wisdom is known as of karmic seeds sown
Blossoming at third eye, when ego we disown
We each have the potential
To behold this divine miracle
Within
19-May-2021
illumination radiance gleaming spectrum
the lightness of being reflected in meditation
karmic invigoration when Newton’s apple rises
above the false gravity of seeming impermanence
cause and effect in cosmic unmeasurable cycles
tantric proportions of spiritual enlightenment
the Buddha seduces the Virgin Mary in foreplay
of heavenly promises and miraculous passion
gleaming brilliance blinds all darkness
when luster emerges from devilish shadows
waiting for providence necessities action
one cannot light a fire without a spark
once ember glows momentum evolves
future and past merge into presence
suffering of suffering yields epiphanous healing
all chakras open and ready for more
the time will come when you visualize sounds
hear what plays out in your eyes
touch taste and smell the spell of their union
and become one with yourself and the Universe