From root to crown, in soma nectar drown ~
So spake the sage of renown
Know this dear soul: as above, so below
Meld with the heart in silence
Where God Himself awaits
In childlike trust, tip-toe within
Love in love with love, has no fear
The door is open, just walk in
Joy’s unending, as bliss throbs spear
nothing need be done
just let go of, to get to ~
for we’re living light
20-April-2022
HMS, Rhymezone
A combination of forms Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Crystalline (17 syllables couplet) +
Kimo (10-7-6) +
octosyllable quatrain +
haiku (5-7-5)
Categories:
octosyllable, spiritual,
Form: Verse
Embracing this-ness, entwined with oneness,
heart’s vibrant in blissfulness!
Knowing we are but dust, forged from earth’s crust,
alive owing to God’s breath,
to what shall we then cling?
This world we’re in, a lucid dream,
with life play but our heart’s desire,
hypnotic trance where thought forms stream,
on and on, till the day we tire.
we as the object
God consciousness as subject ~
merge to so awake
07-April-2022
(not for contest)
Crystalline (17 syllables couplet) +
Kimo (10-7-6) +
octosyllable quatrain +
haiku (5-7-5)
Categories:
octosyllable, spiritual,
Form: Verse
Trochee Octosyllable:
Those past days and times with you are
stayed forever new in my thought..
I again relive things I ought
never yea forget or make mar,
Prizes I esteemed then by far
seem as nothing wastes which I bought.
Baubles, no more I think, soul sought,
like a wandering mislaid star.
I now see your face again, love.
Smiles and golden light brown tresses,
being gentle like small wee dove.
You among all my heart blesses
Given me from heaven thereof
I enjoyed great your caresses.
Categories:
octosyllable, remember,
Form: Sonnet
Trochee Octosyllable:
Those past days and times with you are
stayed forever new in my thought..
I again relive things I ought
never yea forget or make mar,
Prizes I esteemed then by far
seem as nothing wastes which I bought.
Baubles, no more I think, soul sought,
like a wandering mislaid star.
I now see your face again, love.
Smiles and golden light brown tresses,
being gentle like small wee dove.
You among all my heart blesses
Given me from heaven thereof
I enjoyed great your caresses.
Categories:
octosyllable, appreciation,
Form: Sonnet
Trochee Octosyllable:
Those past days and times with you are
stayed forever new in my thought..
I again relive things I ought
never yea forget or make mar,
Prizes I esteemed then by far
seem as nothing wastes which I bought.
Baubles, no more I think, soul sought,
like a wandering mislaid star.
I now see your face again, love.
Smiles and golden light brown tresses,
being gentle like small wee dove.
You among all my heart blesses
Given me from heaven thereof
I enjoyed great your caresses.
Categories:
octosyllable, love,
Form: Sonnet