EarthTribe dancing divas
still indulge emphatic circling
meditations
Dogmatically embodying
mindful medications
Producing peaceful pleasures
spiraling passions
against war's relentless anti-paradise
Dancing resiliently within
organic drama
while resonantly without
systemic trauma
Right hand
and foot
open out
in front of
future win/win
mindfully embodied
penetrations
in behind Left past
win/lose shady
mean predations
Right hand gratefully open
virtuous praising circles
inviting LeftBrain
viscous
vicarious healing
vicious marches
in ancient patristic
hierarchical lines
Resolving EarthDivas
now prancing in space-timed spirals
extending boundaries
to soon embrace love's immortal
body-mindful warm regard
Together circling
Earth's silent empowering
dormant winter solstice
starlit witnessing Adventure
Enlightening
dancing Gaia-With-Us
inside win/win
newborn presence Presents
Divinely humane
returning RightHand up
and LeftFoot forward
round wombed joy
Voiced
and love choiced
again
Indigenous divas
dancing EarthMother's
ancient wisdom
passion
light
power.
Categories:
penetrations, dance, health, humanity, integrity,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Have you ever thought in silence
About relations and it's lacerations
To be on the arc of its curve
Whilst administering life's penetration
Have you ever thought in silence
What you'd do if it happened to you
Would you be like many, mm fierce
Or does controlled above see you
Have you ever thought in silence
When lacerations invade relations
For ever under this arc of its curve
When you feel life's penetrations
Categories:
penetrations, abuse, anger, angst, life,
Form: Rhyme
Take away lusts dark sleep of shallow dust.
Me, to emerge-crowned, both righteous and just.
Take the poison from my hollow likeness.
Away, this venom that bleeds to mine own.
Lusts serpents have bitten at my carcass.
Dark penetrations wallow in this crown.
Sleep is my only place of cares rally.
Of my excuses and weakness and hordes.
Shallow is my grasp on a better hold.
Dust is now a tool I must take-in-ward.
I am stained of my own accord, Lord.
May you gain me entrance to thy kingdom.
Emerge me from prison to thy splendour come.
Crowned within your divine place of refuge.
Righteous the one whos Fathers will is done.
In thy name you take away pains deluge.
Justice thine favor, your anger made gone.
Categories:
penetrations, deep,
Form: Iambic Pentameter
Precursives In A Minor
My dear, you are dead now, and
It follows that the dead cannot speak,
But please dear woman,
Utter however softly,
Your ghostly peep,
For we are your survivors,
Following soon,
As the buoy bell continues to toll,
Way out there in the dark bay.
My dearest one, you,
Now sunken and cold,
In your pearl-inlaid casket,
Your cozy bed of now,
Have found your final pillow.
Well I remember another pillow,
The one I gently rested your head upon,
That damp effusive evening,
When we, unfurled and tussling,
Inside our shadowy room of pillows,
Found a new kind of death.
You said ‘Darling, light my cigarette,’
And I, with cuff links blazing,
Stroked your polished fingers with desire,
And said ‘Of course dear,’
And then you covered yourself
With my rusty chapeau.
‘Is that the buoy bell tolling again?
I can hear it through your breathing, and
Your relentless penetrations.’
No, there is nothing there, except
My dangling tongue,
Reaching in like a bear for the throat.
And yet, my dear,
You never turn away,
You always keep your long silent gaze,
When this dripping candle here,
Slowly fades, as it must.
I
Categories:
penetrations, relationship,
Form: Free verse
Find me here
Within graphite words
breathe me deeply
until the lines are blurred
let my smoke fill your lungs
I desperately want to be felt and heard
Ash rises from my bones
from my mind to your heart transferred
my thoughts are paper thin
Yet they levitate upon my imperfections
Two three and four dimensions
The things I can't scream
without fear here I mention
Maybe it's all a cry for attention
is it really me these absurd expressions
I lay it out for the world
Find the holes in my communication
plug in your extension
Maybe the light from your lamp
will illuminate my apprehension
My record silently skips
a soundless sensation
The needle gouges deep
with its intimate groove penetrations
Is this any indication
of my faltering perceptions
or do I have frayed wires
stripped by my preoccupation
So here now and from yesterday
I form words into weird collections
maybe you can find me here
amidst my verbose fascination
I'm here somewhere
in all of these indentations!
Categories:
penetrations, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
you race though my veins
like a manic fire truck
my eyes smodering from the engine
of your torrid passion
fire hoses squirting out my skin
let me in sweet darlin'
fling the ladder from your pounding heart
climb into my vacant mind
strip me naked and fling me
into your bubbling inferno
your liquid lava seething
every sweet cell breathing me in
as I slowly rise,
and dive into your
silky undulations
microscopic penetrations
wrap yourself around me
and catapult me deep
into your long forgotten sleep
let me in sweet darlin'
envelop me completely
my senses scintillating
corpuscles palpitating
drown me with your magic potion
breathe me like a dragon
soak me with your moist emotion
and lift my heart
high
into the tranquil eye
of your whirling swirling hurricane
please
let me in sweet darlin'
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Categories:
penetrations, girlfriend-boyfriend, imagination, inspirational, love,
Form: Prose Poetry
Lost in stealth's memories evading time's awareness and penetrations from the speed of silence
Where hollow grounds open diverge
To the beginning of the subconscious rebirth
Where moments of monuments cherished will ever collide, rebind
Thoughts crescend, emotions diminuend
Performance of originality in motion while watching the speed of diffractions
Density of processes overwhelm the eruption of commotion
Places unbend, intervals vibrate, communicating the dynamic unison
Where space denies motion’s constant supplies
And the night interrupts them spliced with the joy of the morning
Instead bringing the feelings of spring's blossom, mountain dews and pure honey
While the nights now made to commemorate the fairy tales, stories, energies of territories
of yesteryears
That are never meant to return but told
Are now proceeding on the highlighted prisms obtained, reunited by the painting of the
stars and colors
Marking the continuous rebirth of innocence’s presence, remark…
Categories:
penetrations, on writing and words
Form: I do not know?
Barrenness hovers
extending its diseased dimness from the past
overshadowing the joyful happiness of hope that should have thrived residence within
the current deserted reality in silence
gradually defiling penetrations from the speed of light
absorbing silent the speed of sound
devouring the echoes, presences, moments and times of the present and future
while the ideal future lingers its presence reflecting
in haunting translucent pigmented release
in the contrasting mirage
oppositely beneath…..
Categories:
penetrations, on writing and words
Form: I do not know?
I
Rosemary
Peeling back the layer,
reaching into my pain.
Bleeding at the touch,
and seeping through with tears.
Relishing such agony,
I'm luscious and alive.
Writhing in ecstasy,
I await your penetrations.
Blood flows from my lips,
onto these pages.
Staining white with black,
you adore this outpouring.
Christened poetry,
and laid to rest with hate,
my children are all stillborn,
and shall take my name.
II
Sage
Forever unto me you sing,
my songbird, my lullaby.
Eternity is not enough,
I demand you for longer.
Canary, you are yellow!
Corruption breeds decay.
Look at all your reapings,
prizes from my hand.
The nature of a vulture,
the talons are so sharp.
A beak used for singing,
is just as good for pain.
Inflict this race with hate,
tear them all to shreds,
label them demonic,
and rise again from ash.
Categories:
penetrations, art, confusion, death, dedication,
Form: Blank verse