the sky darkens and it may rain
reflect if this impacts our mood
if it does, know we wear a chain
not quite yet from ego unglued
thus with our demeanour reviewed
we shift into the void and yawn
poised again in the noumenon
Noumenon
silence is the mother of wisdom
close and warm polished and strong
within that wet darkness
a harsh metal bloom is born
spiral vapors churn around it
how to even think
about what cannot be in thought
ascribed as real or not
the chain becomes a mirror
slow motion rain slides down the glass
I've lost my place
crossed out miles of tangled verse
"thing in itself"
unknown pure irrelevant
trapped before and after the narrow now
no descent into description
can shape your perfect skies
no simple hope or fear
will dim your gentle eyes
*Image of Freed Fountain Pen by Pixabay.
Coffee Crumb Cake Critique
Coffee, dawn's waker-upper, cause to rhyme,
The second cup broadens your eyes, sublime,
Noontime, pot perking as penning moves on,
Performing phrases ... possessed noumenon,
Evetime trance poured milk and Kahlua,
Like Jericho's walls, pen falls ... Joshua.
2022 June 04
Time
flows on
known to us
as the movement
between two events
manifested in vast space,
either by senses or thought,
thus when we rest in tranquil calm,
thought rested awareness, simply is,
beyond time and space, in void of stillness.
Beyond senses five and fragmented thought,
screen of consciousness is yet alive,
appearing and disappearing
as chosen by our impulse,
signalling noumenon
births phenomena,
which we call life
as we cling
to these
dreams.
19-August-2021
intent not yet energised
poised animation
meld with the void, oh hermit
hearts celebration
~
feel soundless thunder
hark sound of one hand clapping
noumenon wonder
16-June-2021
Seguidilla Poetry Contest
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Syllable counts: 7-5-7-5 … 5-7-5
Rhyme sequence: abcb ded
the umbilical cord
does never sever
toe dipped in river
glowing heart revers
one as many
prismatic hues
to feel vibrantly
identity renews
before the Word
lies hearts intent
single eye sees
‘I’ self-luminescent
dynamic stillness
spanda in motion
noumenon within
void of cessation
each nuance real
embrace celebration
tease with appeal
union and separation
03-June-2021
Image of Old Love And Love provided by Pixabay
That's The Way Love Goes
Writer swept yon lea, loft a lane, ambled quest
efforts a muted affair bolted at wished stars
magic toils those ravenous eyes crave involved cars
trifles and trinkets mortals link to their life's vest
Amply equipped Cupid master of aims has drawn
as genteel cherubs gather about heart seekers
arrows tipped in numbing ecstasy paired squeakers
evokes the peers of Cleopatra and Don Juan
Effects the sense resisters to fathomless mirth
bathe in invigorating currents souls awash
noumenon presents a harmonious panache
outfits the united spirits, immortal worth
Yon measures reach, fantasies assumed its sources
behold while narratives reinvent ere closes
twilight falls in dawns arms of day's, then dusk poses
slack pen set, zephyrs o'er lea, lane tryst courses.
2021 May 26
surrender and acceptance
requiring elation, not negation
presence rekindling our innocence
life celebration our vibrant meditation
in and within, the here and now present
recognising noumenon birthing phenomena
rotate polarity of mind-body becoming sentient
shifting baton of awareness to heart, at the Anahata
stuporous thoughts rested, thus twice born, we live on
ego vaporised, beholding each life pulse in surprise
consciousness transmuted, past delusion shorn
witnessing within beauteous divine bliss rise
poised in animated awakened stillness
although there is no one here, within
hollow shell now one with oneness
ignition each moment re-begins
01-May-2021
The light that lights the sun
Shines within our glowing heart
Cognised when we come all undone
Whereupon bliss ignition within us starts
Eternal noumenon manifesting phenomena
Innate aliveness screen of awareness
In silence no longer an enigma
As light of consciousness
Light that from within radiates
Unable to behold it’s luminescence
Save through mirrors in stillness sedate
Clear light shines upon meditative innocence
Moon beauteous softens the suns bright light
Making the source of light itself envious
For the sun lacks as yet inner sight
Of its own luminosity oblivious
Fish in the river feels thirsty
How then may we fulfil its longing
Koans and parables dislodge serenity
Thus deluded earth entity keeps on weeping
Ominous darkness under the light of a candle
Illusion having no independent existence
Yet shadows get on mind a handle
Urging light to pay penance
11-April-2021
I reminisce, I miss
the bliss continuum
when narrow thought
interrupts dynamic stillness
imagery memory brought
oft in serpentine spirals
rooted in and birthed by ego
being a bubble imaginary
yet intruding rudely
owing to blockages within
still in mind body resident
onto which images anchor
seeking my attention
hoping that I indulge
thereby granting the illusions
new lease of delusional life
as dreams within dreams
I reminisce, I miss
lessening of my hearts yearning
to deepen divine connection
by softening fickle attention
consciousness centred in void
wherein I simply do vaporise
relinquishing transient identity
melding with absolute oneness
as layer by layer veils dissolve
revealing luminescence of truth
noumenon underlying phenomena
cognised by my spiritual eye
even as I am being so breathed
by God Himself enlivening form
whereupon in-form consciousness
beholds in astonished wonderment
the reassuring touch of His hand
I reminisce, I miss
20-March-2021
I reminisce I miss poetry contest
Sponsor: James Edward Lee
Space flickers, something shifts, invisibly
Receptor in form, feels the reflection
The happening instant, magically
Shadows come alive, by resonation
Dreams within dreams, mirroring our desire
Bubbles therein, too fleeting to capture
The movie plays on, as we did aspire
Clear light concealed, owing to our stupor
Myriad objects spawning new mind games
Noumenon birthing all phenomena
Weaving a maya web, our claim to fame
Until love innate, erases stigma
Cessation the way, to delusion shake
Vaporising, that the object awakes
16-March-2021
there is this unceasing play within
an oscillation to which we are witness
our stillness fulcrum tranquil and sanguine
whilst attention flows in form and formlessness
both aspects experiential have their own validity
cognised by self aware awareness noumenon
renewing bliss throb in seamless continuity
breezing through manifest phenomenon
29-January-2021
A windswept meadow neath an ambling Apollo lone journey,
Witnessed the efforts of a crowd studded web of twinkling wished upon stars,
Lose its envious magic that they had cast upon the eyes of star-crossed lovers,
To an army of Cupid's charioteers who pulled its blanched Master Moon,
Whilst guided by the genteel gallops of endless Cherubs whom together,
Unleashed a hailstorm of the heart seeking arrow tips that were dipped,
In honeyed filled molasses of numbingly sweet treasured quietude of,
Desirous lust that burst upon contact and releases its alchemy concoction,
Affecting even the strongest of resistors into fathomless mirth of ecstasy,
Swimming in divination depths whose relentless currents unite the noumenon,
Beyond their measure for its extension enwraps the partnered heart to be as,
The eternal one, inseparable, until twilight, trips into the arms of dawn,
For be it a day, until the fall of dusk the story perpetuates a new page it is,
Now it is a better understanding one realized just beyond a mere mesmerize,
Though blank as before as a pen and a windswept meadow wait for lovers tryst.
Date: 09/08/2019
A windswept meadow neath an ambling Apollo lone journey,
Witnessed the efforts of a crowd studded web of twinkling wished upon stars,
Lose its envious magic that they had cast upon the eyes of star-crossed lovers,
To an army of Cupid's charioteers who pulled its blanched Master Moon,
Whilst guided by the genteel gallops of endless Cherubs whom together,
Unleashed a hailstorm of heart seeking arrow tips that were dipped,
In honeyed filled molasses of numbingly sweet treasured quietude of,
Desirous lust that burst upon contact and release its alchemy concoction,
Affecting even the strongest of resistors into a fathomless mirth of ecstacy,
Swimming in divinational depths whose relentless currents unite the noumenon,
Beyond their measure for its extension enwraps the partnered heart to be as,
The eternal one, inseparable, until twilight trips into the arms of dawn,
For be it a day, until the fall of dusk the story perpetuates a new page it be,
Blank as before as a pen and a windswept meadow waits for lovers tryst.
Date: 06/06/2019
I am but an ancient tree
Upstanding in my singularity
Ordained by the forest of my forefathers
I am full spread reaching for the sun
The light of 4.6 billion years never done
The source of all things living
Blanketed in the first snow of countless seasons
Branches laden with the weight of age and gravity
Ancestral roots of infinite years
Entwined with the pathway of my elders
I reach deep into the richness of my mother earth
Binding me to the womb of all that's known
A fertile union of exquisite definition
Conceiving the severity of truth
To harvest the heart of compassion
A simple white dream
A prophet's decree
I am captive to move and sway
With the purity of this moment
Drifting within the winds of wisdom
And timeless certainty
And in this time and space
I become one with that destiny
To be or not in the realm of its tranquility
To breathe with the rhythm and harmony
The beautiful cadence I dance to
The tick-tock clock of eternity
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