When our lips meld in passions kiss,
we gather highs from nirvana's bliss.
My mind is a house with a thousand rooms
That burst at the seams with recollections
In vain I have tried with a thousand brooms
To sweep the excess of stacked projections.
So often I sift through each fading page
Intending to shred what lacks importance
But failures greet me, all my plans upstage
Submit to the waves, without resistance.
Condemned to a life stranded in the past
Of strength I am drained, dearth of endeavour
Decisive my choice, now the die is cast
Fast chained to regret that lasts forever.
How long could I cope in terms conceptual?
A second in time could be perpetual.
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The Meld of Muses Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
13th February, 2020
meet me
under moonlight
minutes after midnight
meld with me
Two hearts, Two Lives, An Eternal Meld
Hold your horses, those waters arent so deep
far, far more to life that eating and sleep.
Roses gleaming, dawn's beckoning new frosts
things you'd defend at any and all costs.
Picnicking, lakeside with your true soulmate
times you won, while so sorely tempting Fate!
Living to discover love, its treasures
path taken, with life's sweet, simpler pleasures.
Now gaze back at nights of hottest romance
with future lives planned, nothing left to chance.
Magnificent joy, two loving gems held
with two hearts, two lives, an eternal meld.
R.J. Lindley,
March 3rd, 1978
Sonnet, ( Life's Sweetest Promises )
If you live long enough
it all unravels
From the first thing
to the last
If you reach far enough
your spirit travels
Beyond the answers
and questions asked
If you wait long enough
the seasons meld
Snow and flowers together
sewn
If you love deep enough
an Angel guides you
Present, past, and future
—known
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Riding the astral plane;
joy is truly, all mine.
Epiphanies will come,
while my body, snoozes.
I meld with many souls;
at-one-ment is sacred.
Spiritual bliss,
Electricity
static, stimulates
souls on their journey;
a power recharge.
Ego releases,
opens up paths
to elation,
not discontent.
The soul soars,
mind will meld,
answers come;
Mesh with
God’s mind;
peace…
We humans have a saying,
mind what your elders say
Vulcans have a saying as well,
expressed in a somewhat similar way
Permit me
to do a loose translation
Please allow me
to speak from an alien perspective
As taken from the Hymn of the First Akan-aroula'id:
Pay homage to the ancients,
meld all that the ancients did
We say, mind all that the elders say,
They say, meld all that the ancients did
Translation: learn wisdom from the old ones
Gain experience from another's traveled path
Obtain knowledge from past generations
Let your future be guided
by ancients words that will always last
we meld as roots twine
bark nor storm infringe on love
death, cold, raw, a pauper’s dream...
braid graceful passion
bend before heart’s storm...
engulf beginnings
honeyed breath kiss on
life dancing on, babies born
tagged in blissful wondering...
forever mine dear
a bed to begin and to end...
embrace of me
*A wedding verse in Sedoka Form
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