Short Afflatus Poems

After His agony, the tomb closed
Sealed, guarded by the best
Despite their efforts, He arose.  

Theme: Afflatus___Divine creative impulse or inspiration
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Date 02-24-2020...

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Of Muse CK
                                
       My muse
       and passion
       seek afflatus
       exploring poetry
       of life.
                                
        Syllable count 2 3 4 6 2

 04/26/20

'Poetry' contest by charles messina...

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Freeze frames in colours as those of a charcoal chameleons....

Chain reactions; from old and welcome unto the world ordained

Amid continuums about temporal dimensions; confirmed afflatus

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....“Afore These Learning Curves; 'Psychoanalysis'” ~...

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Absolute apprehension applied around angst…
Feasting from focused feminine filtration…
Mastering magnificent masculine manifestation…
Balance both bonded building brilliant Buddha body…
Enlightened electric energy evades everyone…
Harmonious humanity has hovering happiness halos…
Omnipresent oneness outlasts original
Sin, souls soaking superconscious supremacy…...

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MY POETRY

             My emotive urge surges
             My muse to amuse
             My thirst drinks desire
             My passion seeks afflatus
                   
            My faiths and feelings to dream              
            exploring poetry of life in full brim.
             Poetry is my creation
             cum recreation, simultaneous.


    06/29/20

 'Strand completely New (2)'  Contest by Brian Strand...

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in the glint of dew strewn mesmeric meadow, on the pearl laced 
waves of moon splashed sea I look for rhyme when imageries blow
on mindscape raising dust of emotion turning into storm of afflatus
making me a poet profound

see the miasma
rise from my blooming garden…
birds fly on lyric 

June 12, 2020
Prose word count : 40
Haiku syllable count : 5/7/5
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Rhymes And Reasons
Sponsor : Line Gauthier...

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My muse sighs and leaves me unwell
     and cuckolds me like faithless love
as if she's ne'er my god or belle,
afflatus or creative breath 
     who came from the summits above
to save me from poetic death!
"Why go, O Calliope!?" I yell;

her leaving brings about such woe
and inexpressible sorrow
     that's too profound, too deep to tell:
I pray to Zeus I'll never know
     this Melancholia of hell!
My muse sighs and takes leave of me,—
I yell, "Why go, O Calliope!?...

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