Self in singularity
lustrous and self-existent
polarises itself
to feel contrast
in fierce winds of duality
a form is shaped
from the elements
propelled by breath of God
mind and intellect
with bliss rooted in heart
upon death Self exists form
the five sheaths dissolve
then if soul is desireless
it too reunites in the Self
wherefrom it arose
however if soul has desires
that desires be fulfilled
it reincarnates again and again
until heart becomes quiescent
whence soul’s eye becomes single
Categories:
reincarnates, birth, death, self, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
All I hear is constant noise,
I try my best to escape
Its always there.
Sadness is always at high acceleration
Causing all this deflation
All I hear is constant noise.
Sadness is like that earworm,
Most times it doesn't want to leave
Other times it reincarnates into another format
Its always there.
It follows you,
It threatens your life
You feel so caged,
Its always there.
Categories:
reincarnates, analogy, anxiety, emotions, environment,
Form: Villanelle
Inspiration reaches out and grabs him before breakfast
He lives colors and patterns the way the rest of us breathe
Misunderstood and misused, he worries not about it.
This life means nothing; he survives on his own planet far away.
Keen imagination provides him with people, events, reasons to live.
We stayed away, for he is a bit mad, isn't he?
Anyway, he has no need of conversation or ordinary.
His mind is extravagantly unique, he is satisfied.
His paintings hold his interest. They hold him captive.
He is more obsessive compulsive than bumblebees.
He will be found some day lying among his cherished canvases
With a hardened paint brush in his non-yielding stiffened hand.
We will spend no time in here, for it will feel like a violation.
His sanctuary, his world, his nirvana, his art studio.
We will leave it undisturbed until he reincarnates as a better artist.
Categories:
reincarnates, art,
Form: Prose Poetry
become visible
something indivisible
individual
now continuance
adapt and evolve here now
this reality
that theory of mind
truly continues freely
awareness aware
some things can be changed
not created or destroyed
life's 'time' continues
stan sand
Categories:
reincarnates, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
A phoenix reincarnates, self incinerating.
Ashes to revivification; phoenix achieves.
Spontaneous combustion that, humans can’t master, purifies phoenix’s spirit.
Categories:
reincarnates, animal, appreciation, bird, death,
Form: Sijo
Thou speaketh this unto thy power:
The soul is true self, sure in itself.
The individual of the soul that
separates itself is lost,
Doth hinders its flow towards
becoming an entity of own-self.
If it fails to improve itself, what then?
Then it reincarnates, or rebirths,
that it never shall fail while beit the night.
And the day, only ever as old as eternity.
Is but a day to stand in its glory,
And a night to make rest in,
Absolution of all on earth, of guilt in
the crucifixion.
I give unto all, my life, I shall lay it down,
That I may take it again.
No man taketh it from me,
For I lay it down oft myself,
Power I have to do so.
And power to take it again.
Categories:
reincarnates, care, light,
Form: Free verse
So many ways to slice nature's cultured pie,
yet all of them under
octave colorational sky.
Nature
even human nature
can arrive dressed in pink kindness
rare as nonviolent ultraviolet
Yet when grace of white snow
reincarnates dark bark winter trees
as sun spreads His last
light
lusty pink gasp
across EarthMother's horizoned landscape
For a moment,
perhaps enough to gaze one second enraptured time,
all snow-covered life forms
Curiously waiting
quietly seducing
just outside my kitchen window,
invoke blushing pink
to wink goodbye
to this frozen day
Now remembered,
where nature flirts refaced
wearing lacey
fading
pink light kindness.
Categories:
reincarnates, beauty, color, earth, humor,
Form: Free verse
The one who spots the line
before spotting the bait
is the ultimate winner in life.
Rumi (Maryam Mafi translation)
The ones who spot Earth Day's decomposing line
before spotting Easter morning's ReGenesis bait
are our mutual messiahs in full living.
Each dawn reincarnates Earth Day
as Easter morning's karmic revolution.
Eastern minds dream of humane fleeing flying,
too often frying, frogs
while Western brains cooperatively
comprehensively
swim through red sky warnings
regenerating Western horizons
fading full-moon Yin
to more simply rest in NOW
and dream of mutually mentoring messiahs'
Eastern dawn
of Polycultured Tao,
fractured Frog Princes croaking songs
for long-strung graceful Princess ovations
recreating East-West harmonies
for NorthWinter through SouthSummer
weathering Earth Day Opera.
Red sky Earth Days
regenerate
green horizon Easter Genesis.
Categories:
reincarnates, creation, earth day, easter,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Fantasies o' thy coffee sips,
Throwin' away t'at clip,
Part o' thy cheek b'ween my teeth,
Stare'th thou, as I wetten t'se hairs with my saliva,
Love o' thee, like the bound o' t'at nail b'ween t'se wooden chairs,
My lips above chin o' thy, stares,
Bosom o' thy, struck'th o' my chest,
Lovin' till the night resurrects,
Where my soul, for thy kisses reincarnates,
O' the invincible shore, our dying love incepts,
Fingers o' mine, o' spine o' spine o' thee,
Tongue o' my lips, b'ween thy teeth lick'th be,
O' t'se unexpected moments o' love's plight,
H've me thou infected o' thee n'ck,
Like the final parasite.
Categories:
reincarnates, love, romance,
Form: Ode
Jesus reincarnates on the earth plane
and decides to open a medical marijuana dispensary.
Although business is booming,
he forgets to get the blessing of the DEA,
and soon the IRS becomes his worst judas to date.
Can the savior of psychedelics conjure a reason
to avoid crucifixion in this latter day tale
of medicine, financial derivatives,
and destruction of the empire of symbols?
Categories:
reincarnates, childhood, confusion, cowboy-western, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
The kiss of the black hole
Clandestine
Purposely unknown
The galaxy it's home
Tear apart my heart
It's just a start
Feed off my remains
The ultimate creation
Giving life
Thy kingdom comes
To be undone
Hallowed Be thy name
For your the greatest power
Our small minds may conceive
It only takes a glance
At your utter magnitude
For the doubters to believe
The vengeance of the lord
Is displayed in your cycle
I wish I could be great like you
An inmovable idol
Teardrops tear away from me
And drop down to the ground
Immiscible feelings swirling
As they dare not make a sound
This is the silent killer
That lies in the end of all emotion
Spewing out unwanted light
Without another notion
This is your nature
To destroy order by your hand
Spewing out of severed chaos
That begats new foreign lands
As if you were the creator
Perhaps he resides inside
The black holes might
Drinks in the light
And reincarnates it beyond the shadows
Categories:
reincarnates, art, dedication, education, faith,
Form: Free verse
Staring blankly at the borrowed shapes
glistening the sun
a madman's diary of a voodoo queen
a condemned language
Picking up old pieces
a new language takes shape
focuslessnes of digits of difference religion has made
i begin to think of younger and older men's differences of opinion
The same game of life
too hard to truly define
naming the similar delusions of reality
seeds of worst case scenarios
becoming mankind's own undoing
Fear itself in different forms isn't what it appears to be
insecurely abstract of futures unknown
reincarnates art a language of souls,'
the present life adds up to this point, where the past life chose for a future
that was and now is
bringing to life the reality abounding
to change the confusion once forseen
Fear of success
leaves me planning to fail
the easy way out a dead end
the delusions of mankind i have borrowed stuck in my head
looking for the way out of planetary insanity
the past and present similar life lessons
to ensure we win our own logical lottery after all
a familiar mindmaze deadlocks
Categories:
reincarnates, art, introspectionlife, language, language,
Form: Free verse