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 with our heart,
ending inner conflict,
that we may stand erect,
with our soul now love inked?
05-March-2023
Categories:
receptive, introspection, spiritual,
Form: Monchielle Stanza
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 begin an eternal romance
but I am ready and willing to wait
for that otherness,
to meet her upon that far shore
where seashells sing their love songs
into beings.
Categories:
receptive, poetry,
Form: Free verse
2
e=mc
receptive
patience = unity x difficulty
Categories:
receptive, strength,
Form: Free verse
H O
2
Unity Temperance
receptive
*Written out like the formula
Categories:
receptive, emotions,
Form: Free verse
when kissing flowers
the bees pollinate with love
receptive nature
Categories:
receptive, allusion, extended metaphor, nature,
Form: Haiku
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
In the songbird's throat
a palette of colours
startling flair
in the white lace of morning sun
tiny fierceness
that shears the forest with its bravado
deliriously unselfish
unbroken vocal spear
For a hiker, in statue like calm
closing cluttered thoughts
discarding tidy self musings
his receptive ear to the rosy pulse of song
to recall his beau with perfect pitch
displacing willed isolation
Chorus of vanity from a winged creature
that skips through a wounded forest
to wash away a world stained
In notes pure, like ripples of water on a hiker's brow.
Poem revised: January 27th, 2021
Categories:
receptive, absence, animal, appreciation, cheer
Form: Free verse
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 I have tarried but too long a
While
I feared I might undo the fragile spell...
But in that brief moment was
Reconciled --
With childlike innocence where
Wonder dwells!
And God forbid that time should
Undermine...
All that constitutes a receptive
Mind.
Categories:
receptive, imagination,
Form: Sonnet