in cacophony continuum
incongruent noise draft navigates
the decibel waves
beyond the fringe of discernment
n u m b e d
while the sense of frenzy
feels the quieting caress
f o r l o r n
of still calmness
as the halcyon emotive sagacity
sinks slow in hermit serenity
u n e x p r e s s e d
in the remote impulsive recess
of the mute mind
i n s e n s a t e
disparaging dissonance
finally fades away
in the twilight zone
as the vibrato of the last spectrum
echoes in the sonata of solitude
finds nascent niche
t r a n q u i l
strikes reticent concord
s e n s u o us
in the concerto cord
of the harmonic harp
as the taciturn voice of essence
serenades the lilting lyric of the last mile
in the sanctum of silence
s e r e n e
in the this here now
a bliss bubble appears
it dances awhile
and then disappears
unfamiliar scents
catch our attention
yet do not silent heartbeats
deserve a mention
we neither seek nor negate
offerings of heaven
as magnetism navigates
body chakras seven
Upon the gossamer
and zephyr’s swell,
A chrysalis yields
forth its iridescent
grace,
Transcending the
somatic, earthly shell,
To map the ether’s
labyrinthine space.
With membranous
and variegated flight,
It navigates the floral,
sweet parterre,
A momentary splash
of liquid light,
Embellishing the
high, quiescent air.
Through short, ephemeral
and fleeting days,
This lepidopteran beauty
drifts alone,
A kaleidoscope of shifting
brilliant rays,
To human eyes a miracle
unknown.
Then twilight folds its
fragile, painted wing,
A silent, brief, and iridescent
thing.
>center>In the blinding light
or blinkered dark,
a moth navigates
this alien world
by its own shadow.>center>
awareness stream
intuitively intrinsic
channeled
in
tunneled time
navigates
cognitive impulses
rudimentary
ceaseless surge
of
uplifting waves
of acuity
across
timeless threshold
of
reflective perception
opens
floodgates of
bliss
pulse of time
vibrates
in
inner space
infinite
psychic vibrato
resonates precisely
in
halcyon harmony
with intonation
of
eternal transition
from
one articulation
to another
modulated
by edified touch
of
sanctified soul
illumined
life force
invincible
spurns vacuity
pervasive
propels essence
of
existence
through
elusive emptiness
filled fervently
with
resurrected rhapsody
innate
Much akin
To broken bones
tangible
As sticks and stones
It navigates
Beneath my skin
And permeates
The shell I’m in
It leaves no trace
To show another
Manipulation
It’s undercover
A silent suffer
Is my sentence
In alcohol
I’ve found dependence
A lovely burn
I’ve come to crave
I spend my days
Digging my grave
Though defeated
My soul is bruised
I never asked
To depend on booze
Short term relief
To hush the devil
I’ll take respite
At any level
The itching calms
I can relax
Though not for long
It fills my cracks
Two decades later
I’ve released all hope
To find a healthy
Way to cope
My choice of drink
Is not to blame
Silent depression
Designed this game
The Hidden Kiss
My niece rang from Russia last night
She knows I love her, and she is immensely kissable.
Between us, there is an ocean of age, and nothing
impure passes among us, she enjoys being loved
And I feel uplifted when she visits us.
We are two ships sailing in a stormy sea of love
And not colliding, she is my sister.
I have often been worried about her when she navigates
too close to the rocky shores of the coast that brings
nothing but divorce and heartache.
She sails in calm water now since she met a three-masted
schooner her age, at anchorage in the bay of love
And I think of Edward Munch`s fabulous painting:
“A Kiss by the Window”
The sun feeds us energy,
Electricity,
Courses through bodies,
Authenticity,
Charges the batteries,
Eccentricity,
Helps to shine brightly,
Sensitivity,
Navigates the sea,
Activities,
Bringing energy to be,
and plasticity,
is the Suns gift to me
A timeless tale told in so many ways,
it’s archetypes such precious cargo.
Pop culture blew up a catchphrase.
The boy on a horse navigates a maze,
for the kingdom’s princess of long ago.
A timeless tale told in so many ways.
Red carpet of fire started the craze
on a silver screen with that sleek logo,
pop culture blew up a catchphrase.
Once in a while a myth will amaze
turning into the year’s hottest show.
A timeless tale told in so many ways.
Receiving it’s fair share of praise
causes a phenomenon to overflow.
Pop culture blew up a catchphrase.
From mouth to mouth it’s set ablaze
I carry the light of faraway stars aglow.
A timeless tale told in so many ways,
pop culture blew up a catchphrase.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A vagrant squirrel navigates his kingdom of cracked asphalt~
Sudden rain slicked the park bench's peeling green paint
as he rattled past, king of his grocery cart chariot ~
overflowing hull crammed with glossy brown treasure,
each nut a testament to frantic, twitching hoarding.
His beady eye judged a passing Labrador's indifference:
Fool! Winter's coming, and my cart's already paid for.
TOUSLED SKY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thoughts upon feathered wings glide on a wind-tousled sky bringing me to the realization that achieving tranquility is possible....
in the silence deep
a world of thoughts, a universe
expands and contracts
universe within,
a guiding force navigates
the journey inward
in tranquility
wisdom's jeweled treasures found
mind and soul entwine
No glamour here in the South Bay
where function and industry reign
just an occasional seagull is seen
gliding over steel grid power lines.
Daily westerly winds whistle
swaying a small fleet of sailboats
buoys bob along a mariner’s course
as he navigates the currents.
Ships of all shapes and sizes
quietly line the edges of the bay
docked or moored in place
patiently waiting their turn at sea.
An unearthly silence lingers
around the salt flats that arise
staking their claim at the south shore
a monument to the “bitter end”.
It is peaceful here…without pretense
where the hum of traffic is heard
endlessly moving along an offramp
while the random seagull flies above.
Slithering and Creeping Along the Moonlit Path
Where Dark Desires Permeates the Hidden Caverns of My Heart
An Enchanted Road, A Supplicant Ritualist Journey
Beyond the Seas of Perpetual Agony
Confronting Sinister Vices In the Canyon of Piteous Wails
Seeking The Crossroads of Equilibrium Where Virtue Prevails
This Path Navigates the Depths of My Soul Harbor
Abode to My Grotesque Daemons Balanced by Angels of Blissful Splendor
Goddess Luna, Witness to Submission and Surrender
Mystical Luminary With Her Reflective Glow
Reveals the Doorway Pillars of Emerald and Gold, Arch of Ivy Hanging Low
Precept by Precept Steps on the Battened Cobbled Stone Road
Paved with Desire, Despair and Hope Inward Pilgrimage To the Moon Sage's Abode
For I Am a Wanderer of The Dark Night, Purposely Endowed
Untangling Threads to Complete My Soul's Contract I Vowed!
Hecate Whispers Songs My Shadows Sing
Of Liberation, Perfection, Growth and Healing.
the Bindu point pulsates
wherefrom soma nectar flows
the pathways magnetism navigates
a secret God alone knows
we are but a receptor
recipient of divine grace
bliss pierces each body vector
in mode release and embrace
there is nothing to clarify
about the slow motion burn
wherein we see ego die
here now in mind-body urn
flow of awareness
intuitively intrinsic
channeled
through tunneled time
navigates
cognitive impulses
basic
incessant surge
of
enveloping waves
of enlightenment
through
timeless portals
of perception
reflective
opens up
floodgates of
bliss
pulse of time
vibrates
in
inner space
infinite
psychic frequency
resonant
tuned precisely
in
halcyon harmony
with intonation
of eternity
transitions
from
one manifestation
to another
modulated
by edified touch
of
sanctified soul
illumined
life force
invincible
abhors vacuum
pervasive
propels the essence
of existence
through
elusive emptiness
filled fervently
with
resurrected rhapsody
innate
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