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mystical palm reader

keen orphic reader
cabalistic tendencies
mystical and keen

enigmatic strong
a master of the occult
lively prophecies

The waves and her

The waves&her

Along the waves she ambles 
Prevailing the ocean elysian 
The longing feel of a hiraeth 
Sensual, her cheeks aflush; An inamorata. 
She gently rubs her eyes and sees- 
the bewitching phosphenes: 
Ludic, And apricate.
Among the waves she stood, in-stillness. 
The aurora reflecting on her eyes. 
In werifesterias, she questions and halts, 
The alexithymia she relishes
Then she ruminates with a glee. 
The ocean flows mellifluous- 
Dulcet. So orphic.

Away from the waves she walks, 
Ephemeral, on the way to her metanoia 
Absquatulate.

Songs of Nature COS No 11: ABAB

Per drawn orphic sight, a ringed rainbow moon.
Feather swims in a vagrant squall, plummets,
burden bobbing outstretched like some mushroom,
spirals expel rippled waves pirouettes.
Aurora whisper opportune saffron,
forge balms beam strands to aerate crown's vastness,
errant gasp caught in raptured mist, lissome
Brief rain on lain shape of the gods vanish.
Pristine manna with a sigh midst hollow,
steep in prismatic poise purged euphoric.
Voice guides dulcet zephyrs to arousal.
Imagery caprices waft chimeric.
Vesper, yon the zenith of Terra's, take,
occasions a sign as moonglade o'er lake.

Songs of Nature COS No 10: ABBA

Melts to a smooth touch that norms Autumn's eve,
eyes calm swans ballet, glissades silhouette,
faint lights pair, a porcelain minuet.
A curio stand, well placed, best achieve.
Nice culled singles tryst, pond sides by vast knoll,
balters few burbled matches. Grasped sunset
prompts a quietude, occasions beset
whilst espy eyes pry, as through a peephole.
Selenophiles resplendent moored grandeur
supine visages, prompt smeared tattooed rouge
amongst enthused pristine hearts, fused refuge
sonder renaissance ere night's prism, savior
flame, epoch pairs euphoric dulcet swoon
per drawn orphic sight, a ringed rainbow moon.

Composing Destiny

I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry 
calls your name, feeling your 
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos, 
diffused magnetically, once 
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic 
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled me from 
this purgatory;
inversely immersing me in 
your sphere of solace, and 
blooming artistry, 
lulling the vast polarities 
splintering each layer of my veracity.
I dream poetry,
for your love drizzles 
burgeoning constellations, amid 
rosette sepals galvanizing my 
orphic nuclei, with 
every spark we sigh, 
tethered to the infinite composition 
of our unwavering love compellingly, 
beyond heaven and earth, 
devoted to you—
your fallen star; no longer silent, circling 
nocturne arias entwining our destiny.

Each Passing Cloud

Indelible link to a bygone event,
one clutches with foolproof recall,
of cerulean cloud-ridden sky,
on that pivotal  day I penned my first opus,
I strolled at a leisurely pace,
down this charming but tangled  green lane,
that would later perturb the gist of my tract,
uncanny those sun-streak formations,
sinuous transient rich-coloured sequence,
each passing cloud had this mammoth offshoot,
kaleidoscope medium hue snatch,
wild  spur to psychic pictorial harvest,
downward plod seemed so apt as a title,
perky whisper from cotton wool sweep,
had its dawn in thin veil mists,
I zestfully scribbled each thought,
without stick, hum and haw, tribulation,
prickly hedge, blue fly drone, rambling briar,
found their unforeseen Orphic voodoo,
fervent stanza and  spiral quicksand,
spooky banshee air wail raucous thriller,
to spore shedding fern, somber ripple or dash,
tangy vapour guide rails afterglow,
drop by drop float on satin rim fleece,
and so my first plot was conceived,
at the whim of a noonday cloud

Cosmic Waves

Rose gold love cups in a versatile nostrum
Cosmic waves pearl wind vault is strange,
Ephemeral vapors are rising by the podium
Cinnabar meteors devolved from damage.

Cosmic waves pearl wind vault is strange
Delirium tremens yield self-raggedness,
Cinnabar meteors devolved from damage
Smack dab in mid of commodious cosmos.

Delirium tremens yield self-raggedness
A moon-themed warmth glimmering quartz
Smack dab in mid of commodious cosmos,
Her own heart bestows her weather reports.

A moon-themed warmth glimmering quartz
Orphic blue sky echoes in the rose quartz lake,
Her own heart bestows her weather reports
Venus' loving glow shinily in the aeonian sake.

Orphic blue sky echoes in the rose quartz lake
Ephemeral vapors are rising by the podium
Venus' loving glow shinily in the aeonian sake,
Rose gold love cups in a versatile nostrum.


Written: May 07, 2022

Of Infinity

Big Bang’s unfaded sound echoes in the universal core 
In eternity the divine light transformed into matter
Material entities remember the hymn of yore
Resonating with the melody of the creator.

Everything born embeds the waves of primal sound
In all hearts it composes the music of the cosmos
With shared harmonic chord they’re all bound
From one celestial harp all the rhythms arose.

Life and nature create the classical symbiosis symphony
Oriental ‘ragas’ made melodic rain from melting cloud
Blazed the forest making dancing inferno in trees
Orphic hymns of rocks made the Greeks proud.

As strings of life’s essence play the music of genesis
In the heavenly ambiance of the perpetual beauty
Convivial man and animal transcend nemesis
They all listen to the song of infinity.

_________________

February 2, 2022
For Strand (1063) Contest
November 13, 2021
Title chosen : Of Infinity
Contest : This Or That, Vol 8
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh

Aliferous Light

*Image of Abstract, Yellow, Fireflies provided by Pixabay.

Aliferous Light

Fireflies glint yon verdures lush blades
in their trancelike swells midst farmlands
stilled beasts ... surreal stars charades
shadowy realm lone moon commands.

Zephyrs thrust e'er more, rousing whole
fireflies glint yon verdures lush blades
deign wrenched ... ethereal control
neath nascent twilight's hazy shades.

Winged beacons currents dusk evades
dreamlike bugs e'er so oft lithe frames,
fireflies glint yon verdures lush blades
where breeds unreal orphic claims.

Languor beetle's their temporal flights
... imaginary thoughts cascades
prompts a fond adieu, dimming lights,
fireflies glint yon verdures lush blades.

2021 May 30
*3rd Place*
Writing Prompt - Dreamlike
~~Constance La France: Judged 2021 June 02

Selenophila

Image of Moon Clouds Air provided by Pixabay.

*Selenophila

Ballet of calm swans glissades, silhouette
placed culled singles tryst, pond sides by vast knoll,
balters few burbled matches. Grasped sunset
whilst espy eyes pry, as through a peephole,
faint lights pair, a porcelain minuet.

Lain on their fleeces, woolgathering whirled --
supine visages, prompt smeared tattooed rouge
-- upgrades furtive vagary functions, twirled
tendrils e'er sensing blond frames ... whelve amour
amongst enthused pristine hearts, fused refuge
sonder renaissance ere night's prism, savior
per drawn orphic sight, a ringed rainbow moon,
selenophiles resplendent moored grandeur
flame, epoch pairs euphoric dulcet swoon.

*Selenophila: Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.

2021 May 19
*4th Place*
Summer love sonnet
~~John Hamilton: Judged 2021 May 24

Orphic Spells

Ex lovebirds of 
the tamest passion can turn 
so predatory.

Passive aggressive
schoolboys who mock whistle at
ex-girlfriends for spite.

Who scatter book bag
contents in mock accidents
for supposed revenge.

As witchcraft conjured
by the nonbelligerent
to silence the bully

I summon some sweet, 
musical, lascivious
words as orphic spells

In self-effacing 
defense to tame the awful
beast with dirty magic.

Word Sounding

The sounds of words can shake the skies
or cut an ego down to size,
when knowing sages have their say
of fitting words to seize the day,
conveying wisdom from the wise.

An avid versifier tries
through orphic craft to harmonize
with sense and lyric overlay
the sounds of words.

From inner cosmos may arise
the wordless visions word defies
that seek to find a worded way
with synesthetic interplay,
and thus in poem crystallize
the sounds of words.


~ Harley White

Poetry Came To Me

My essence dangled in
Time's barren boughs
And winds of emotions
Passed hurling silence 
Rising from crypt
My eyes fixed on hourglass
Watching trapped moments
In nodules of despair
And the strange me
Thriving in my own orphic world
Ever widening galaxy of restless feelings
Swirled in monotonous orbit of 
Lights and shadows

It was then 
Poetry came to me
To hold my wandering heart
I leaped through 
Sands of time
To find my moist reflection
Beneath filament of poetic lines
Reminding me the
Colour and magic
Breathing in the hidden verses
Home of metaphors
That my ink-stained soul
Kept undemonstrative
Even unknown to me
Poetry showed me 
My inner world
Muses celebrating in dance of words
Now I traverse through lanes of emotions
That destiny never gave chance
To walk through
With poetry entwined
My heart knows no regrets
Poetry bleeding from my thoughts
Says all 
That my voice
Has forever failed to

23/02/2019

Lost Heroines

Lost Heroines

Anna K. had her train
Virginia her river Ouse
Emma B. chose poison
And Janice heard 
and succumbed to
the false seduction 
of her lethal needle.

So many distraught, gifted souls
Lost in that far country
Unable to find the thread 
that could lead them back

Dancing recklessly to the precipice
Until that Orphic siren is too stong to resist
and lures them like a lover to the 
waiting abyss

With ashes and sackcloth
I enter the temple seeking solace
from their haunting refrain
alone, alone, so utterly alone. 

So my prayer like the psalmist's supplication
rises like incense to an unknown god
"Rescue me from the darkened
shades of Sheol."

At least abandon me not 
to the fate of such gifted, isolated women
For who can love you, adore you, worship you
When our last hope is eclipsed
by the deep that calls unto the deep?

Ora pro nobis Anna, Virginia, Emma, and Janice

Mythical Lyre

in meadows more verdant than evergreen
there is but an Orphic lyre that tingles
in dream’s delight,
haunting, husking, heaving
the songs my soul cannot reach
except in interludes of moonlight’s chant,

as the nearness of grasses twirl my hair
dancing with inner wolves
in velvet chorus...not of moaning trespasses
but for now,
if only for now,
on the stage of star-glow blushing my face
I am relieved from the rasp of past’s tatters...

this same plucking of  lyre fiddles higher  higher
while the movement of its rhapsody
dangles like a mythical lore on duskfall's arms

cleansing me from a silent scream so punishing.



Paint Me A Picture 4 for Silent One's Contest
10/11/2017

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