acknowledging dreams
wherein we are limited
feeling trapped, in anguish
even though the dream ends
when we wake up from sleep
the fact is for those moments
as both subject and object
as dreamer and the dreamed
our past tendencies precipitated
the images we lived through
dying of a thousand cuts
signals we wish to suffer
for there is no one else to blame
extrapolating thus
we recognise
that save in silence
we cannot be free
of cravings of our ego
both angels and demons
are thought constructs
in truth there is no-thing
save love and light of Self
with no-thing to seek
and nothing to do
we are at peace
in singularity
though we know this
attention yet oscillates
this is our dilemma
why not then
celebrate delusion
and thus become free
Categories:
precipitated, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
dust that gathers
reminds us
of our origin
forged from elements
borrowed from earth
we thus acknowledge
accept and also negate
permanence and transience
our soul and this form
both freedom and bondage
crystallised light
as form precipitated
is the magic we have weaved
bilocating consciousness
transcendent and immanent
all is well
Categories:
precipitated, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
events precipitated
creating a ripple
causing space to sigh
discord replaced harmony
a fissure appeared
requiring healing
specious reasoning
presented by eristic ego
stifled the throb of love
the drama being enacted
impacted not the mindful monk
who never predicts outcomes
who can tell if it is time
to gentle the swaying pendulum
the hermit has no preference
Categories:
precipitated, introspection, silence,
Form: Free verse
CONSIDERATIONS
unconscious
reverence
profoundly
different
sit
tendency
hope
is the spring
exquisite
& mysterious
the forgotten
fact
supposed
enough
by these
existential moments
became more
abstracted
prefiguring
diversion
or expectations
purely derivative
of condescension
deepened
with every
passing
illustration
precipitated
in
bright colours
& pattern
of
inventive genius
in
plain sight
ignored by
generations
of
reminiscence
romanticised
authentic
proof of
supposition
that reveals
more about
the fantastically
once
suppressed
a proliferations
suppressed
of
fiction
active assertive
&
&overdone
Categories:
precipitated, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The bristle of our skins,
the taste of the mouth,
the awakening of the smell,
the anticipation of pleasure
are precipitated forms
of harmonious coexistence
between the pure amalgam
and body vibration.
Categories:
precipitated, allegory, allusion, analogy, animal,
Form: Light Verse
Reflections of dreams
Do continue here to stream
All characters manifestations
The dreamers thought projections
Thus as both dreamer and dreamed
As also all images therein beamed
There is no separate you or me
The closest truth labelled we
Within the dream enacted
Emotions that are precipitated
Reflect our instant reflex response
More oft than not deluded ego stance
Provisionally taking waking as dreaming
Moment to moment to life responding
Is presence joyous and acceptant
With narrow thoughts decadent
All other sentient beings we see
If in a dream then forms of one entity
Then where is cause for anger and strife
Our own blood flows when we wield the knife
Recognising underlying interconnectedness
We soften attention in meditativeness
Dwelling in the void of cessation
Each movie scene celebration
18-January-2021
Categories:
precipitated, dream, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Neither are we bound nor liberated
Both concepts ego precipitated
Shiva’s dance in maya both conceals and reveals
Discarding limited knowing we simply feel His appeal
One within the flow devoid of resistance
Aglow with bliss and shining in innocence
Essence of earth life learning
Reality & illusion discerning
No attachment to any manifestation
Is the unwavering resolve of our meditation
27-October-2020
Categories:
precipitated, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Being attentive & observant
We become sentient
To desires the moment they arise
Nipping them in the bud before they rise
Meaning thereby we catch them in mid air
Such is our dexterity and unmatched flair
The desire flows, neither repressed or sublimated
Yet contained harmlessly as not yet precipitated
That state being thoughtless
In the void of no-thingness
Is where Shiva manifests!
30-September-2020
Categories:
precipitated, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
mud~I love the musky scent that evaporates from the moistened earth bed during downpour and also relish sailing paper boats on the puddles.It serves as a home for tiny insects and invisible bacterias.
precipitated
by deluge emits sweet whiff
forms splashing puddles
Disclaimer: The special aroma that manifests in the air while rainfall is referred to as petrichor ~which actually comes from a bacteria called actinomycete that resides in dampened soil.
Aug 4 ,2020
Note1:Written for Traditional Haiku-Nature Themed
Poetry contest(N/A)
Placed as Honorable Mention in the contest.
Note2: Submitting to strand Completely New (22) ,
Any Form,Any Theme Poetry Contest
Categories:
precipitated, addiction, love, nature, rain,
Form: Haiku
Out with the old; in with the new
A face from the past simply won't do
Joseph Biden's fairly melting away
Don't get ideas, Hilary
You've seen better days...
The same thing back in 2016 was true
Jeb Bush checked all the boxes then too
A moderate whose wife was Hispanic
Jeb himself spoke fluent Spanish --
His downfall precipitated by one fatal flaw
He was yet another Bush family member
~ That ice never thawed
Categories:
precipitated, america, leadership, old, political,
Form: Rhyme
The first grade students, two by two,
Marched in to our applause,
Their dressed-up outfits, top hats, too,
Gave all a smiling pause.
They danced the twist and cha cha slide,
All perfectly rehearsed,
Sang “Winter Wonderland” and “Frosty,”
Every child well-versed.
A touching sweet rendition of
“I Am Your Child” brought tears
And cotton snowballs tossed aloft
Precipitated cheers.
We watched our grandson slide and stomp,
His brand-new bow tie on
And beamed with pride while wondering
Where all the years have gone.
First grade is halfway over;
It’s been wonderful to share
Events like these and hopefully,
We always will be there.
Categories:
precipitated, dance, grandson,
Form: Rhyme
Doris Day.
I had something on my mind but Doris day
keep coming in making me hum one of her songs.
There was a foul sex murder in Milan which
a man confessed to, but it was found guilty
she had precipitated in the deed and was jailed,
bet she didn’t bother to sing one of Doris Day`s
songs. Four years later they found her innocent
and set her free she hastily went back to
the USA, which was a shrewd move to a new court case
found her guilty again and can`t go back to Italy,
a shame really she after four years in prison spoke perfect Italian.
The latest I heard she was going to
Norway for her holiday, fishing for salmon I think.
I have studied her face, something about her eyes
tell me she is a psychopath, but what do I know?
Categories:
precipitated, adventure, character, child abuse,
Form: Blank verse
It's Over
she froze
her rose
his rope
his hope
his mire
desires
for he
a flea
on leaves
he sleaze
on whims
for him
rides mule
cruel
all jive
he thrives
no love
just shove
His run
his fun
she says
today
no more
implore
no more
front door
she walks
his talk
and flicks
his wick
3/19/17
Note-I just withdrew this poem from contest. What precipitated
this move is that a member wrote in her comments the poem wasn't
cookie worthy. Construed or misconstrued, I didn't take kindly
to her comment. She got her wish. It's over. According to her I
need help. So be it. Tell her she won. Save to archives.
Categories:
precipitated, conflict,
Form: Footle
Strike Up Spark with Flint
Who said on responsibility they skipped out?
On good water upon us did bring a drought
No doubt, somewhere must be some slander
Precipitated in politics by a Michigander.
Did you see color of water in glass
None of my tests would it ever pass;
Can tell what smell and taste may be like;
For good water have to take a hike.
What are our taxes being spent on?
Where has all our great water gone;
Well, do I have to be more adroit;
They still do have it in Detroit.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Categories:
precipitated, humorous, sad,
Form: Couplet
~esoteric~
The story is retold with great relish
Its the great chief who precipitated
The great war by his love endeavors
Its the great chief who led us to war
The great chief loved the royal princess
Sister to Mariaka making her pregnant
Shamed for conceiving out of wedlock
She committed the abominable suicide
Mariaka was now to ascend the throne
After her beloved sister had departed
She asked for gifts from the great chief
Which great chief you delayed in bringing
Mariaka was angry at you great chief
Saddened by the loss of her elder sister
She took the advice of the malicious elders
In the war she aided the imperialist enemy
Troops of warriors from Mariaka's tribe
Aided the colonizers in fighting our people
Our own in-laws fighting us to great losses
Loss of life and the sanity of our people
Great chief you were unable make peace
And the war raged fierce in the slopes
Be my force once again.. never shall be
For great chief this time round you did it
Categories:
precipitated, africa, myth, mythology, society,
Form: Narrative
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