You are one adorable chick.
I could show you a good time.
Do you come here often?
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
An epiphany dawns: practice the pause,
without stifling heart’s spontaneous vibe.
Our void-centric presence seeks no applause,
conditioned patterns choosing to proscribe.
Holding steady sconce of childlike delight,
suffused in mists borne by bliss magnetism,
in cave of heart, simply feeling God’s light,
dwelling in peace is our soul’s chosen ism.
Space in and around, hums with God’s power,
with which we are touched, blessed and unified.
His breath alone is that does empower,
so why should we behind mere symbols hide?
In vibrant stillness, rigidity thaws ~
An epiphany dawns: practice the pause.
resting endowed functionality
as bestowed by the universe
a stirring yet arises in the heart
to emote a melodious verse
humming pulse of innate aliveness
cajoles us to dance on life’s stage
we pause awhile in the bardo
where fires of lust and desire rage
pristine presence looks at the ego
amazed at how big it has grown
it’s misaligned with the call of soul
so the times’ now to park the drone
free from the fetters of lower mind
soul’s auric field begins to increase
renewing its vibrance within itself
ushering a glow of ineffable peace
the Ferris wheel of mind yet rotates
owing to past momentum in motion
standing on firm ground we look on
nonchalant to the ongoing commotion
at the pause of polarity interchange
the hum of bliss is heard in the void
slowing down therein without cause
we reclaim the light of Self unalloyed
Practicing the works of God
In every day that I am blessed
He has anointed me with wisdom
The Holy Spirit is what I possess
I walk in the path of righteous
Even when the devil is near
I close my eyes and smile
For the devil won't be heard by these ears
I am now a child of God
Full of strength and love
Though at times I may get weak
There's no quitting from up above
Thank you for your mercy
Giving grace is now priority
I have been saved is all its sense
Thanks for the forgiveness you have shown me
Sharing the Word is what I must do
The motivation comes as a means
I won't fight back the blessings
Because it's all that I will ever need
I walk away from the worldly
As much as I can take
Easy is not in nature
Yet fear has been replaced
Oh, I am so thankful
Heart full of joy
I have been forgiven and chosen
Now it's time the new me can explore
(Grease Bubbles, 2021, original photo)
Practicing to Die
Laying in bath
An inner vision of geometric patterns
Dances around a swirling kaleidoscope
Dizzying as an ocular migraine.
So lulled in self-hypnotic repose
Effortlessly I imagine dying
Completely at peace
No thought of attraction or aversion.
No sense of depression or despair
Just another moment
Out of time
Out of mind.
Living with the inevitable,
Practicing to die
I wake again
Refreshed.
(6/20/24)
how may we silence
noise of our mind
driving us mad
attachment
causes stagnation
yet we remain addicted
practicing the presence
of divine magnetism
ego disappears
Practice makes perfect, is an old adage
but it’s up to us to choose skills to hone,
which satisfies desires that in heart rage
and if resolve be steadfast, we will own
the magical flow, as rapture full blown.
Let us then oh wise one, choose God-connect,
pulse of love detect, let it grown unchecked,
recognising He dwells within each form,
correcting consciousness till soul’s perfect,
as formless presence tranquil in life’s storm.
relaxing and being as we are
if mind wanders, we let it
aware of whatever appears
in mode embrace and release
God’s presence nears
practicing the presence
as a flowing orientation
heart cleansed of ego residuum
one with pulse of love magnetism
we are vibrant in the continuum
Date: February 2048
Desharah was in the nursery with
The babies. Early afternoon. All was
Calm cool copacetic in their home.
Everybody seemed content.
At Amadeus home his wife Teased
Him. The baby started to cry.
Amani said, "Amadeus go see about
Your son." Amadeus slipped into
The next room and cuddled and
Cooed to Damian Amadeus Hakim
Junior until he fell back into his
Baby dreams. They eventually
Named the baby Amadi. Then
Shortly changed the name again
Finally settling on AJ. Acronym for
Amadeus Junior. Then young father
Smiled at the sight of his sleeping son
Then quietly left the room.
Practicing the presence
in the void of stillness,
rekindling innocence
in vibrant blissfulness,
bursts forth effervescence.
Practicing the presence
in childlike wonderment,
our inner sentience
ignites the joy current,
nestled in contentment.
Practicing the presence
as our breath gently flows,
the burning bliss incense,
our heart’s cravings mellows,
gracing soul’s ambience.
Practicing the presence
in quiet surrender,
unbound is heart’s vibrance
in rapturous thunder
of our luminescence.
02-May-2022
Honour God’s presence within;
He’s in our heart, go therein.
But for Him, we’d be mere dust,
inert, lifeless body crust.
Bliss tingle we feel, His breath;
inspirations flow in stealth.
Free will’s granted to align
with octaves of love divine.
Know we’re never abandoned,
His child, readily pardoned.
All that we’re needed to do,
let bliss pulsations renew.
All souls are one, none apart,
be at peace, add love to cart.
Cleanse heart and be free from sin.
Honour God’s presence within.
21-March-2022
The movers wheeled the piano in the apartment
my tutors revealed plateaus climbed as an artist
hours flying pages turned black and white keys charted
scoured trying ages I played packed plight I started
recitals, concert halls, from practicing hardest
reprisals, my art calls, the piano sits modest
In my twilight years I teach children to harvest
the wild bright light nears, to each the piano harnessed
as God’s breath flows in through our nose
vibrant presence in calm repose
aware of a divine impulse
seeing God everywhere at once
blissful in the boat, that He rows
21-January-2022
Bite Size Poems no33 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Bliss roars, gripping us in rapture
Heightened delight, marks our stature
As of heart’s will, fierce or gentle
Love both our consort and teacher
Shaped upon the divine mantle
Presence beholds God’s miracle
Caterpillar now butterfly
Upon choosing pathways simple
Resting thoughts of how, when and why
Divine entwined, we wingless fly
Ceasing to size, we vaporise
Suffused with bliss, God soon draws nigh
30-October-2021
S-ee
H-ow
I-t
E-mploys
L-ines
A-bout
P-racticing
A-rtist's
N-otable
O-pus
Topic: Birthday of Shiela Pano (January 16)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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