Short Begetting Poems
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The Alpha,
The Genesis,
The Beginning;
A swindling paradox
Before time,
Before mass,
Before politics.
Begetting creation
To vanquish boredom.
sparkling sprinkling splashy sizzling serendipity with sass,
practically parachuting, popularity surpassing prime’s overpass
bibbity bobbity boo beyond belief, begetting bionic bass,
making mysterious melody in my mind’s mass
STRUCTURES
intrigue
resonates
in
informal
voice
depend
upon
the unusual
begetting
emotion
in
reflected
detachment
&
figures
of speech
authentic
particulars
meaningfully
compressed
6
transmitted
Daylight bleeds its seeds.
A nightly womb
is again inseminated.
The day was hurried
it pulled out too early.
Dawn is a dead lamb
in the snow.
Tomorrow we will seek
new ways
into those legends
wherein,
Gods birth humans.
pristinity of unfettered awareness
on earth hemmed in by senses
contoured in organic form
and enslaved by mind
is the cage it’s in
as we chose
and yet
always free
upon dissolving
intent birthing desire
attachment begetting fear
flowing instead of stagnating
in dynamic stillness, ever in renewal
Wherefrom arises desire begetting thought,
more so in moments when we think we are still,
imagining ego is reduced to naught
and that we have surrendered to God our will?
It seems clear bondage to form invokes desire
in heart, manifesting as a fearsome fire,
quelled easily enough though if we so choose
without excuse, to make love and light our muse.
PEARL
Invested with iridescence
Calcium carbonate could impersonate
And subvert solemn daylight.
In the indifferent ocean
Oysters copulate with future
And grow gravid in nature.
Begetting a rare solidity
Befitting a miniscule masterpiece
Which is just happenstance
For a huge price, this prised-out gift.
Mar 19, 13
S.Jagathsimhan Nair
Do you have five fingers
without a fist
A hope that lingers
a wanton wish
Do your letters jumble
beneath the words
Does your breath cut off
before it’s heard
Does silence threaten
what can’t begin
With empty horror
begetting sin
Whose grip wraps tightly
o’er digits limp
Your soul indentured
—creation’s gimp
(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)
... the swimmer
swam up the tube
within a frantic assemblage
of other swimmers
pushing
shoving
striving
writhing
towards an egg queen serene
in a womb room needing
swimmers for seeding
begetting gametes to collide
and form a more perfect union as
a zygote only a mother could love.
Fish-eyed unfeathered fetus
eons
beyond
the beginning.
Only a Poet…
can change feelings into air,
begetting a new feeling
Only a Poet…
can transform thoughts into verse,
birthing a new thought
Only a Poet…
can define the indefinable,
words meaning more than their letters allow
And only a Poet can stab time in the heart,
to bleed free and eternal,
—only a Poet
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
your ink
scripted so seductively
succumbs me
a statue of hieroglyphs
meticulous in manner
meandering
amid lasting memories
bleeding into my distended veins
you're a word of wisdom
imbibing
of my essence
with lips of long
as night stars hold view
shadows will awaken
with her solemn kiss
to the morn
begetting the radiance
beaming inside
ARTEFACTS
recreated
as
a colossus
in time
using
dimensional depiction
extended
into reality
a glimpse
of the past
with
the possibility
of consolations
begetting beauty
melancholy
steeped in
its ethereal glory
to reflect
on the
inspiration
fashioned
mirrored
in
conceptual space
discovered
by
visionaries
&
expressionist
glowing
in a
maximalist style
By the grace of God
I see now clearly for the first time
Jesus is the direct path to God for Christians
The same way rigpa is to Dharmakaya for Buddhists
There is no effort, there is no path
There is just the blessing
Of direct transmission.
In this way we take the result as the cause
Like milk being poured into milk
Like good begetting good
Like the One becoming the many
To become again the One
By the grace of God
Amen.
(9/21/25)
If you a seeking for trust?
Behold deep within your inner self.
Prisoner in a castle called chest.
Captive in a chamber that's blood red.
Bound by shackles of impure deeds.
Whose jagged edges have defiled.
The basic definition of humane kind.
She is the love child of hope and charity.
Apocryphal gospel preached by demigods.
Inundating the analytical mind.
Begetting a cesspool of Discrimination.
Love has lost its sanctity.
Adonai authors all,
anticipates all,
altruistically acts,
accomodating* acrimonious aliens,
allowing adoptive access.
Beloved bestows blessing,
begetting bliss,
birthing born-again believers.
Creator conveys
captivating covenental communiques;
creatures cogitate,
construct creedal confessions.
Divine drama,
documented,
drives doctrine,
develops delighted disciples
drinking deeply,
delivering doxologies.
* in the sense of reconciling
Veil:
the dark,
ignorance,
befuddlement,
web of illusions,
begetting delusion,
said to be a divine play,
as our fickle attention sways,
blown like a leaf in the hurricane,
encircled by ego, our thoughts inane.
More the learning, lesser is our knowing,
whilst joy and sorrow remain cyclic.
On choosing total surrender,
we imbibe bliss in wonder,
resting our lower mind,
free of ego bind.
Our ascension
just happens,
as does
dawn.
20-October-2020