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How Receptive Are We

How receptive are we
to taking a detour,
simply breaking routine,
for that’s how we may see,
the hitherto unseen?

How receptive are we,
to an opposing view,
outside our comfort zone,
for who knows that’s how we
may come into our own?

How receptive are we
in ending resistance,
that whence we surrender,
we’re in the here and now,
awestruck thus in wonder?

How receptive are we
to meld head

Categories: receptive, introspection, spiritual,
Form: Monchielle Stanza

Perfectly Receptive To Otherness

I am that other guy.
You, you're my perfect lover
who I hope to never meet
while I still have these see-through eyes.

I have always had great confidence
in my incompetence in matters of the heart.
Being that other guy
I can stand and watch unnoticed.

I see you,
your face is an alien Venus
emerging over an ever receding horizon.

It's not time yet
to

Categories: receptive, poetry,
Form: Free verse

E Equals Mc2

2
          e=mc

                                       receptive
patience = unity x difficulty

Categories: receptive, strength,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

H2o

H  O
             2
Unity              Temperance
       receptive

*Written out like the formula

Categories: receptive, emotions,
Form: Free verse

Kissing Bees Receptive Nature

when kissing  flowers
 the bees pollinate with love
  receptive nature

Categories: receptive, allusion, extended metaphor, nature,
Form: Haiku

Receptive To Magnetic Heat

Subtle bliss throb within in renewal, 
magnetism divine sublime delighting;
seductive, teasing touch continual,
explosion within electrifying.
Inner sentience current detecting,
within staid stillness and pristine silence,
with identity vaporised presence
imbibing nectar osmotically.
Mode acceptant in childlike innocence,
open thus to blossoming magically.

17-October-2020

Categories: receptive, spiritual,
Form: Dizain

Receptive

In the songbird's throat
            a palette of colours
            startling flair
            in the white lace of morning sun

Categories: receptive, absence, animal, appreciation, cheer
Form: Free verse

All That Constitutes a Receptive Mind

Grey dawn was retreating from my
  Front gate.
I looked upon its obvious distress;
And, slinking away as the new day 
  Breaks...
Its all too apparent old weariness.
What strange compunction pulls on 
  Us to pause
At the sudden insistence of a whim?
This, which, seemingly, without any 
  Cause,
Rising upwards from very deep within;
Would

Categories: receptive, imagination,
Form: Sonnet