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Premium Member Two Sides of the Same Coin

Poem 1:

Chad was deep in the forest when he began to notice the grass
Moving curiously as if it was alive
Maybe it was
His five-year-old mind thought back to fairy tales.
He used to believe in the Brothers Grimm, forty years ago. 
When had he lost that side?
His imagination smiled as he studied this forest.
There was something mystical about it.
Sparkling shimmering verdant leaves.
Red, pink, and tan mushrooms.
He imagined them as houses. 
This would be the perfect place to retrieve his whimsical side.
He sat for a bit, before he noticed the felled log.
He wondered what it would be like to sit on that?
His five-year-old side giggled, urging him on.

Poem 2: 
Faerie Fey Village was having a rousing great time.
They were unifying the troops, celebrating with rhyme.
Everyone was playing games or dancing and no one was blue. 
Spiked orange juice was flowing through the magical forest too.

There were all kinds of critters and creatures, getting on great.
The brownies and elves of course are always a couple of days late.
The mice and the bunnies were dancing hard with the frogs.
A fantastic time on the underside of the enormous fallen oak logs.

Shh! A mole or vole whispered. I hear one of those tall giants, I think. 
The wasps and the hornets stopped buzzing around the roses so pink.
Baby bunnies began to scramble, and the grandpa elf yelled to hide.
So we all transmogrified into moss, ivy and mushrooms on this eastern side.

I felt the giant’s breath as he looked around Fey Village that Day.
I did not dare make a sound, for I had heard giants have a mean way.
They wreck your homes, and tear the wings off your butterflies too.
I was so relieved when he left, this man with eyes of sky blue.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Our Effervescence


The Big Bang sound vibrates in the universal core,
pulsates in harmony with the concerto of the creator. 
The elements of His presence is ingrained in our souls,
interconnected by the common threads of awareness.

Everything crafted drifts in the stream of continuum
that cascades with the music of love in our hearts.
By one universal melodic chord we all are bound,
from one cosmic harp all the prime rhythms ripple.

The heavenly infinite network of unique oneness
encrypts the unifying divine algorithm of our being.
Suffused with unbound flash of the godly galaxy  
our souls perceive the universal acuity of divinity.

As the karmic design aligns with the absolute
the pristine petals of the awakened souls unfurl,
blossoming the heavenly flower of love. 
In its fragrance floats the grandeur of His grace.

In the sacred sanctum of timeless tranquility,
embraced by the seamless sky of His benevolence,
the liberated souls merge with the devout wholeness, 
flies free impelled by the effervescence of salvation.

Premium Member The Spacial Heart

Star of David 
The central sun
Unconditional love
Faulting no one

Symbolising thus
Union of polarities
Benign bliss explosion
Climax in continuity 

Unlike other chakras
Anahata is special
Wherein love throbs
Transmission radial

Imposing no condition
Heart has no blockage
Immune to ego assault
Allows all safe passage 

All the heart beseeches
Is for mind to descend
Unifying in loving embrace
That we may then ascend

Then remains no separation
Of identity from the source
We flow in gentle lovingness
As a child employing no force

It should come as no surprise
That at the heart bliss ignition
Illumines Sushumna magically
Becoming thus our orientation 

20-September-2020
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Museum of Human History

A site of nature’s appreciation
in wildlife and physical geographic beauty
blessed with a set of spoken identity
having over a hundred and twenty limbs
of which the Bantu stretches the longest of them all.

It is the creator’s Museum of human history;
its song of natural pride and general patriotism
is unbelievably shared with two of its neighbours
as its existence feeds on a unifying regional government.

Habitat to the globe’s largest and most delicious crab,
preserving the world’s largest and intact volcanic caldera,
a site for its continent’s highest and lowest points
and the continent’s largest and deepest lakes.

A major African contributor to the allied forces of world war two
and prides in the most expensive hardwood in the world.
With such a wealthy history and enviable reputation,
its still stuck in the major challenge weighing on the dark continent.
Form: Ode

Premium Member Lifes Mysteries

L- Life overflows with awesome mysteries;
I- I list a few of them that spellbind me.
F- For one, the hidden gift of Memories-
E- Etched deep within to find again and see.
S- So too, emotions that spring from my heart-

M- Meant to enhance the very way I live.
Y- Yes, best is Love which fills the deepest part;
S- So mystical this gift- I take and give.
T- To bind with love, another awe is Hope,
E- Enabling me to conquer special goals.
R- Restored with Faith that firms my will to cope-
I- I'm thankful for their unifying roles.
E- Epic is weaves of mind with heart, and soul;
S- Some of life's mysteries- that make me whole.


December 2, 2020

For The Contest,  "Life's Mysteries"
   Sponsored by John Hamilton 
      Form, Acrostic-Sonnet Hybrid
Form: Acrostic


Plastic Truth

There is little love here
We are all just giggling gossipers
Seeking praise from one another 
Why do I resonate with such plastic truth?
How can I empathize with an evil flaw?

We are all stupefied mortals
Strung in with the same strands of death 
And even if I wanted,
I can never set myself apart from that
Unifying fact "We all have issues"

Yeah, drag me in with your empty exhilarations 
Your grouping condensations 
Look me in the eye when you say it
Make it personal 
Make us all laugh
Make us all hide
But we cannot deny
It's a human thing
We are sorely universal

And there may be love to be found here
When we lay all these truths down
So smile on 
And sail the next one 
Onto the open sea
To sink alone.... Focus on the next 
So the other star seems less bright 
As you burn on just a little longer more 
Only to die in the same waters
In the same engulfment of reality 
When you know longer can speak
While some other unreliable fool
Tells your story 
To other loveless fools

October 16, 2018

Premium Member The Gifts of the Fourth Chakra

Wild spirit -
I cherished you tender 
within my halo of prana;
careful not to hurt you
as I worked to set you free
using hands of peace
in harmony 
with my heart's song 

I beheld your fragile form 
of freedom lost 
as your panicked eyes 
pleaded release..
and in those precious
and few sacred moments 
I felt you relinquish 
your fight or flight
to my mission of mildness...

a unifying lesson of love
befell us that day
as we exchanged gifts -
and when again you flew
through reflective silvery winds 
on turquoise wings anew 
we elevated in mindful mercy
to compassionate heights
in revered reverberations... 
gratified to be reborn
in your new found freedom 


Susan Ashley
October 7, 2018

Premium Member Yo-yo meditation

In playfulness, we can try this for fun:

Taking the crown chakra as the highest
And the root as the lowest
In as vibrations
We descend
From crown to root
Slowly, pausing at third eye
Ah! Spiritual vision, intuition enabled 
Never mind if unity consciousness is lost
Next, the throat chakra, the ethereal connector 
Hmm, vanity of our communication skills
Let us be spoilt here by the applause
Down to the heart toroidal
Unifying all opposites 
Within its womb 
We’re home
Lower yet we go
Navel, power and fear
We wish to dominate earth
Trouncing opposition by brute force 
Down further, the sacral stirs dark lust
Our primate, feral instincts overpower soul
Cocooned below at the root, in pursuit of wealth

Then the ascent to crown, back the way we came
Renouncing each lower vibration step by step
There is no glue because this is a game 
A yo-yo meditation if you will for fun
Descent and ascent sans judgment 
Because we are not this form
But since we are now here
Let us learn as we burn
Moment by moment 

Enjoy!

Orbitals

As time defined by gravitation 
The distance, orbits and rotation 
Image subjects to deformation 
In electronic plasma this 
Because in terms of information 
Which isn't sense of orientation 
Observed degree of degradation 
Is great concern of project DIS

Defense Initiative Strategic 
Atomic clock you studpid eejits

Atomic clock vs vibration
The round clock, double negation 
The path of your unification
The competently intercepts 

Nocturnal life
Parts units measures
Product production and induction 
At system where evolution
Shall registered appear as such 
That value of all those people 
Appears precious not so much


Decision of whats wrong whats right 
Prerogative of not so bright
Shall either what produce the weapon 
If the stochastic mechanism
Of all to units is the schism


What will be feeding their delusion 
What proves the life of the illusion
As all of them want equal rights
What each of them against what fights

Where logic and the sound judgement 
May not be factor unifying
What is the consequence then THUS 
Their minds defying

In assessments 
Thus
Assass investments
As data unit parent child
Proves human really is no file 
Perhaps no father son and I 
With system such you better die
© Kate Kelly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Unseen Truth

Truth,
Eternal daughter of
Celestial reason,  
Inherent force of
Functioning of the 
World,
Actualization of the
Divine plan,
Unifying force of 
Never-dying  
Cosmos,

Your protective wise
Mother,
Behind the veil of
Mystic Isis, has you concealed, 
Deep into the kernel of 
Each existence
For
In secret she desired you, your 
Holly mission to accomplish
Thus
Although you are
Present in all things,
Directing the divine choreography of
Reality
AND
Endlessly regulating, from within, 
This miracle of life,
Imperceptible to our senses you, forever 
Remain, 
Even though before our 
Inquisitive eyes, you incessantly, 
PARADE! 





© Demetrios Trifiatis
    30 January 2013



*“So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen…”  2. Corinthians 4:18”
Form: Epigram

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