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When from a pure heart, arises intent,
ripples divine manifest a new fate
and the universe too grants its assent,
because it’s sacrilege to make love wait.
There being no separation from source,
when pristine presence operates from heart,
emotes of love gentle, employ no force,
yet enables bliss ignition to start.
The breath of God that enlivens our form,
received in fullness by the child in us,
is felt in the heart as magnetism warm,
whereupon narrow doubts cease to nonplus.
Moment to moment as we shape ourself,
music of the spheres plays on by itself.
If I could shape the night
it would be round
and hollowed out to hold
dreams drifting formless
before being born in sleep.
I would hang the walls
with shiny mirrors to reflect
each star moving overhead
and have a pond
on which the moon could
shed its light.
If I could shape the night
I would have curtains
of gossamer thread to catch
each passing sound
and make music of noise,
hoist sails that fill
on the slightest breeze
to give breath to a poem
and turn the dark
into song.
trapped,
safeguarded,
each appendage
secured in amber,
some Jurassic specimen
created for your gaze
you regard me
with a quizzical eye,
comb your notes carefully
for collected data
on my anomalies
how to straighten this limb,
shape this abdomen,
bend this thorax
to fashion the perfect
exemplar of your
scientific prowess
no manufactured artifice
will satisfy you
you deftly maneuver
and rearrange,
cut and reassemble,
manipulating your scalpel
and forceps
until you have your prize,
flawless and complete,
but for the glue
leaking from the seams
What can we do,
A distant few
Who stand for peace, not war.?
How do I stop fighting, violence, suffering and pain?
Emphasize love, connection, and cross-cultural affection.
Look down from above,
What will you see?
Our hearts are connected
We're all being affected
On this small planet we inhabit together as one.
I denounce destruction
More- am a fan of construction
Creativity, not morbidity
A higher quality of life for all.
Cross national projects, volunteering overseas and cross-cultural community celebrations please!
How can we possibly shape each other's nations?
Meditate on peace,
Pulling up our sleeves to expose the elbow grease, plant trees, garden, play music, bowl- fill our time mindfully, fill our soul-
What can we do
A distant few
Who are revved up to dream, create and help?
"A lot" I say
Self-reflection says we've got a heart connection, a beautiful bisection, that need not correction.
As in dense mist I walk entranced in pace slow,
tracing your footprints my heart beats return,
out of sight I shape in me your ornate shadow.
When from the horizon northern winds blow,
chilled clouds spread dark shroud on the sun,
as in dense mist I walk entranced in pace slow.
I see you now saunter in my sunshine meadow,
adorning gems of my dream an angel you turn,
out of sight I shape in me your ornate shadow.
The spurt of your enticing fragrance I follow,
your elusive trail I won’t ever waver to yearn,
as in dense mist I walk entranced in pace slow.
The sunburst sky makes my craving mind glow,
in blazing passion stoked by your fervor I burn,
out of sight I shape in me your ornate shadow.
In dim twilight as I traverse life landscape fallow,
to live with the agony of the longing heart I learn.
As in dense mist I walk entranced in pace slow,
out of sight I shape in me your ornate shadow.
_____________
August 13, 2022
Contest : First Person Villanelle
Sponsored by : L Milton Hankins
As darkness of night shrouds daylight,
we have benefit of hindsight;
moments of quiet reflection,
for our consciousness correction,
reviewed thus from the lens of love,
of who we embraced or did shove,
be it in thought, word or in deed,
seeds we planted, in time will breed,
for we’re empowered to create,
shaping our world, impure or chaste,
which we then live spherically,
shaping future magically.
12-April-2022
'cubics' are
...non-perfect...
linears shaped by
...iron like...
consistencies in
...iron-ics...
of thought as
...reflections...
that manifest
...chisel-like...
cutting edges
...to contour...
some concept into
...an idea shaped meta...
for the actualities of some
...reality thats passing by...
stans sand
Cups, wings
waves in the flow of swimming fingers,
seen as a thought, not a concrete thing,
but a movement
shaped out of nothing.
Mention the hands, make them
speak, dance, make love
to other hands
hands not yours – not, not yours.
Only thinking creates them,
makes them pour water
from oceanic cups,
fly beyond the body,
swim in bright rivers
where the swimmers
are tears.
Give them eyes to see in the dark,
hold them up over your blindness,
let them free
to discover your body
for the first time - with no past time,
let them open in prayer
as only a thought in a moving hand
can do.
With the gentle compassion of maternal nurturing
A benevolent deity weeps over the world’s dismal state
While mesmerizing melodies sway to the dance of life
Her heart beats to the eloquence of universal love
Buoyant whispers riding over gossamer clouds on the run
Breathing hope into dreams of an auspicious sanctuary
AP: 1st place 2020
The Shaping Tools
By Dawne Zacharias
Who are you today?
Was Heavenly Father there with you?
What were His shaping tools?
The challenges you worked with day to day?
What were you given in life to learn from?
That you suffered but somehow pulled through
What did you decide about you?
That shaped who you are,
as you grew?
We have one life to live
Though perfect it may not have been
But the lessons learned have given you a grin.
You chose life to begin.
My imagination shaping you
As the work of great god
And my artistic heart
Want to convert you in great art
Believe on me I am surprise
By the tale of your fairy eye
As like the seven wonder of the world
Your beauty work as earth surprise
I am not only a lover
My heart gone made by the view of your eye
Like the growth of emerging sun
Your appear gifted rise to the life
As the moon spread white light
Your white color bring light in the life
So show your appear and view true brightness
Remove darkness and feel real light
(Unrhymed Tercets followed by 9-line stanzas.
Co-written with someone close to my heart)
Morning Tulips opening petals shaping sounds
Dancing a slow ballade to your rising melody
With burning passion entering my desire
Warm drinking golden thoughts
Tasting one beautiful wine
A slender soft kiss dragging away clouds
The amazing beauty of it shines
Holding a soul through your eyes inside vision
Parting lips kiss gate opening honey
Crashing feelings in an ocean wave of emotions
Touching golden sunshine smiles
All over warmly lovingly the treasure in you
You fulfill me with all of you… skin on skin
Hands clasping hands, lips on lips, hips on hips
Rise and fall we come together as one united soul
In destiny it's a dream we're all seeking
Silk ivory pearl rainbow luster
Voices of two souls' duet floating in the mist
As the seashell opens gasping beautiful pearl
Treasure of the century as ones eyes moistly glisten
Drumbeats begin the echo of the bloods passion beat
Slowly planting a seed inside the chamber which holds love
Gasping sighs as one kiss intensifies the tempo
Desires plugged together melting hot inside you
It eats me up inside.
Maybe you don't get it
maybe you're failing to accept
it,
But it's certain that it's hurting
and eating up my pride-
While guilt plays it part
While it all trembles before the
eyes soaked-
Reminiscent of your pain.
I can never win
Nor can I move forward
Paths are torn in two
And I want to believe you-
You say to me once more
When all I want is to hold and
prove I never loved
Like I now do
I never knew it was possible to
reveal a side to you
And that vulnerability
when your tongue tied words
Mimic the naked truth-
assuring not only your heart
but your mind falls harder
While you slip away in some
sort of fantasy
One you can't imagine leaving
One that's meant to remain
steady
Then the steadfast loyalty
suppresses any doubt
Even after doubt has been
proven time and time before
If only I loved you then as I do
now
I'd be a better person
Capable of genuine love.
shaping cookies. . . .
I form Christmas lyrics
with frosting smeared lips
Written originally For Cyndi MacMillan's
CREATIVITY-- WRITE A MODERN HAIKU Poetry Contest
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