INNER HAPPINESS IS A RARE GIFT AND ITS
EUPHORIA DESCENDS LIKE A MIST,
YOU ABSORB IT IN YOUR BODY AND SOUL.
IN THAT MOMENT, YOU'RE FILLED WITH JUBILATION, AND YOUR EBULLIENCY IS CONTAGIOUS.
LAUGHTER AND GAIETY EXPLODE OUT OF YOUR BODY LIKE ELECTRIC CURRENTS.
THIS BLISSFULNESS IS NOT BOUGHT OR MANUFACTURED.
IT'S WHOLESOME ORGANIC JOY THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM WITHIN
Categories:
quintessence, happiness,
Form: Bio
the mooring rope of thought severed
we surfed silence unseen
self-aware
animating the void
between the pause of heartbeats
beseeching love to pair
whence betwixt strobes of bliss magnetism
vaporised presence transformed as light
declaring life’s game is but a dare
Categories:
quintessence, silence, spiritual,
Form: Other
The crack of a twig..' Some snickers, there's natter.'
Double cream underJam with seeds; just homely feeds.'
A duck on a piano, under willow fronds in Devon; England.'
Categories:
quintessence, blessing, character, england, september,
Form: Rhyme
Don’t say it, please.
I’m not asking for compliments.
I am not a poet.
I prefer free verse.
No rhyme.
No iambic pentameter.
No metaphors.
Just plain words
For I am a wordsmith.
Best I stop writing
For I am
The quintessence of nothing.
Note: I might occasionally post something, I require no views or comments.
Categories:
quintessence, 10th grade,
Form: Free verse
The quintessence of yellow quince
Is its sweet taste, subtle perfume.
Heralded as a worthy fruit prince.
A true delight from nature's bloom.
A peach's essence, is blushed red skin,
With every bite, a burst of sun,
Its soft tender flesh, draws us in.
Ruby red kiss for everyone.
The essence of pear, is its grace,
Crisp, and succulent, such delight.
Its artful shape you must embrace!
Its taste lingers on through the night!
Purple plums hanging down as gems.
Their sweetness bursts in purple bloom,
Gathered like red sapphires on stems.
A taste that lingers, like perfume!
The essence of apple is crunch.
Crisp bursts of flavor when you bite.
Crimson and green, a joy to munch,
A symbol of healthy teeth bright!
There you have it, a quintuplet
Of five quintessences beget!
Categories:
quintessence, fruit, fun,
Form: Rhyme
When I'm sad,
I read music with my ears
and I listen to poetry with my eyes
soon I transform... I become a poet,
Being a poet of the urgent moment.
I don't listen or read anymore...
I'm in pure ecstasy,
healed and transformed
in music and poetry embedded...
Total blissfulness,
quintessence... !
Categories:
quintessence, allegory, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
QUINTESSENCE
an absence
of
fervent
intensity
in miniature
with
infinite
equivocation
an ambiance
of impressioned
sensations
a resurgence
of an elide
intermix
apparently
remote
from
abiding concern
obliquely
descended into
a preoccupation
with the sensual
such
eloquent
perfection to
enlighten
the fusion
of continuity
with cohesion
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Categories:
quintessence, poetry, quinceanera,
Form: Other
Poetry is the mystery
enlightened,
the secret revealed,
the key to the abysses
and paradises...
Is the language
of the occult, and the
intercommunication
from all universes...
Complete study
of whole, and the understanding
of the phenomenon nothing...
Plenitude and voidness... !
Categories:
quintessence, allegory, allusion, creation, language,
Form: Light Verse
Significance, magnificence, noncoincidence
elegance, eloquence, grandiloquence
effervescence, prepubescence, convalescence
quintessence, fluorescence, omnipresence
What makes these kind of groupings pleasing
It's not you, dear read, I am appeasing
Nor am I in any way illicit or licentious
~ As I take full advantage of poetic license
Categories:
quintessence, freedom, poetry, word play,
Form: Couplet
[With a nod to the Bard]
We are the moving dust,
we are the breathing dust,
we are the seeing dust,
we are the living dust.
But how, you ask, and rightly
so, can dust fall asleep,
dreaming of places unknown,
and lovers unmet-- how can
dust imagine whole worlds
and love with one heart for
60 winters and 60 summers?
And do the notes that stir life
come also from dust, just a
little dust and nothing more?
When the music is played
and dust dances with dust,
and dust laughs with dust
and soon dust loves dust,
can dust ever understand
the paradox of its own
being, from dust to dust?
Not until the winds come,
the warm winds of Eternity,
will dust be blown away,
leaving the unseen soul
alive, to walk and breathe
and dance and love, bathed
forever in the dustless Light...
[posted 2/27/21]
Categories:
quintessence, analogy, appreciation, celebration, hope,
Form: Free verse
Up the polished ceiling above my bed
In my bedroom resting for a while,
A camouflaged lizard crawls his webbed feet
With dead silence in his spider tongue
Hunting a fly nearby in languorous mood
So unconscious of to-be catastrophe
Bony spine of mine chills enough
To freeze my whole body like an ice
For the certainty of yet another calamities
Befalling on my quiet turbid heart
At any moments of my present life.
My desire to rest for a while with
My frightened and horror-stricken mind
Strives to take up its clothes of fright and horror
As if torched with mother of bomb
Runs naked towards the camera lens
With my screams frozen in frame
That unknowingly and unconsciously adheres
To the severe fading wall of my bedroom.
That portrait of mine destined to hide its reality
Sinks in time warped depth of ocean
Damped with futuristic dirt and dust
Wailing a digger to reveal the quintessence of
An embryonic present matured to rare earth
Out of an ovary of pregnant futurity.
*
Categories:
quintessence, allegory, confusion, creation, humanity,
Form: Free verse
CHERUBIC QUINTESSENCE
bucolic beauty
of branches with ruddy leaves ~
Autumn’s chubby cheeks
9/24/2017
Categories:
quintessence, autumn, beauty, children, nature,
Form: Haiku
THE QUINTESSENCE OF BITTERSWEET
Oh the quintessence of bittersweet,
a passionate love mixed with pain,
immolation that burns higher and higher,
to a tactile reddening, of face to feet.
Oh the ambivalent joy of holding hands
and slapping cheeks - our arcane moments.
You shudder with flamboyant majesty -
only your quiescent soulmate understands.
At your birth, the great intercessor, created
your luscious eyes and lips, so urgent, they plea,
in kind with mine, and embrace my love. Our God,
so pleased at a doppelgänger pair, thus we were fated.
10/27/2016
Categories:
quintessence, love,
Form: Rhyme
rose’s the quintessence
well-wrought love's music hides in
coma plays with in
Categories:
quintessence, rose,
Form: Haiku
My tenant body constitutes a lease,
A rented fabric owed to landlord Time,
From smoothened silk to wrinkled leather’s crease,
This shuttled thread is bound in deed to grime.
My mind he stakes a vested interest in,
Its vibrancy is forced perforce to fade,
The stain of Lethe’s dull oblivion
Shall wash and sink this mind in murky shades.
Immortal dyes Arachne used to draw,
(While mortals die unraveled, naked, sheared)
Her strings contested Nature’s with their awe,
Art’s golden wool outwears the looming Weirds.
This trunk of life is tailored for a fashion,
Yet timeless wove is art’s transcendent passion.
Categories:
quintessence, art, death, life, time,
Form: Sonnet
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