Short Cajoles Poems
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Exploring Don is fond of lively fruit,
to taste cajoles his wife to show the route
for cherries on the mound top,
and cherry fire her lips prop.
Merry time they enjoy in his pursuit.
bliss magnetism rising
hidden chasms bridging
throb renews, ask not how
all we do is allow
in timeless time, truth known
light sublime, in heart grown
10-August-2021
words we pen
may seem a bit zen
but unless polarities mingle
heart will feel not the bliss tingle
at best what is pointed out to
ignition that does renew
in carefree play within
cajoles us to go in
Heart beat, drum roll, breath flow, bliss throb, repeats
Echoes resound
Amplified
Within
Mind
~
Soul
Yearning
To connect
Self with spirit
Cajoles ego to shift into silence
16-June-2021
innate affinity cajoles
desire and aversion
to celebrate life
head-heart discord
creates turbidity
stifling joy
sparkling spontaneity
childlike innocence
is our nature
allow love to blossom
25-February-2023
White sheets rattle in surging winds billowed free
I fly suspended dangling from stars dancing
Moon cajoles like my father laughing at me
Butterflies land in swarms gathering goodness
Pouring syrup on waffles honeyed sweetness
Hidden from perdition
disguising me again
Final thorn of life’s florescence
trapped within her pen
Darker than the madness
eternity cajoles
The pathway to forbidden fruit
— her masquerade unfolds
(The New Room: June, 2024)
She cajoles my soul without the need for a comfirming hold.
Our conversations are intelligently, respectfully, and seductively full of eloquence.
Her soul fits my mind's definition of sexy.
Her lips recite the language of sweet licorice.
kansas daffodil cajoles dandelion’s fat center into a color shower
blonde bulbous butterflies flit south, showing off miniscule dots
leading fat striped fuzzy, furious. amber gold bumblebees
sun smearing vtamin d on all yellow florals is winning
divine magnetism that enlivens our soul
cajoles presence to compose a bliss beat
in sublime sacred geometry that makes us whole
dancing to a rhythm radiating love’s heat
so simply by setting up a wave of pure intent
light strobes emanate as we follow the scent
While fitful, impetuous, tears force to submissive dirge
an enshrouded grey shadow within mine afflicted heart.
In ghastly, pallid emptiness; beguiling Azrael does cajoles.
"Ah, Tis only, immolation that can enchant and subdue Azrael."
2/19/2020
Tamas cajoles us to stick with routine,
whilst Rajas as the cauldron of desire,
seeks attainments which are as yet unseen
and so we oscillate until we tire;
then Satva gentles our heart’s raging fire.
The gunas three twirl our ego around,
though the light of our Self is never bound.
Symbols metaphorical
Depicting wisdom literal
If interpreted by our mind
Contort meaning assigned
By the seer who has so seen
The realms where he has been
Where he cajoles us to follow
Making joyous heart mellow
That silence may enliven
Wisdom to us so given
30-April-2023
to which aspect
of this lucid dream
should we hold onto
love cajoles
invisible tremors
to meld with existence
as yet in mind
driven by instinct
ego makes hearts cold
conjuring
a horror story
our lover sleeps
how may we
enter their dream
to reassure all is well
18-January-2023
Converse compulsion in the dust of the day
Doggedly defying its din to abate…
For silence surrounds, it has so much to say -
Appraised to be golden, not measured by weight -
Cajoles with the cascade of calm in coy play,
Listen to silence, it has so much to say.
September 6, 2021
pages of a book
printed, written in all fonts
characters, small or bold, tweet
stories of the world
sketches, images of sorts
facades of all, not cajoles
phases of a book
happy faces on each book
tinged in satin or white trim
riffles of a book
like thumbs skimming on waters
waters of life on pages
koan cajoles
habit patterns
to freeze in time
to transcend mind
the medium
does likewise
through hypnosis
actually de-hypnosis
but if presence be awake
in animated spontaneity
empty like vast space
there is no polarity
and hence no reaction
to vibrations set in motion
the arrow piercing space
is simply a non-event
Curiosity is the spark
that ignites
as the match strikes;
Producing a blaze
that burns deep within the heart
of a man so wanting to unleash
the ardor which resides inside
that blue flammable beauty.
To vehemently hunt down truth,
soon cajoles and entices
even the tiniest flying moth;
Eventually leading it
to its wretched saccharine ending.
The Deluge.
finally the deluge
skipping in rhythmic heartbeats
the softly sprinkling rain
hums and lulls and cajoles and comforts
the weary evening
glistening leaves
on beaming trees
blades of grass shimmer
like rough diamonds strewn about
and settling in my heart
is the softly lilting touch
of peace
of truth
of the rain clearing away
the debris of this passing day
Form:
Bliss imbibed but not assimilated,
cajoles us to enter silence tranquil,
that whence polarities are rotated,
ego recedes on surrendering will
and we see light of Self, when we are still.
The seeker who searches does not exist.
All we as mind-body do, is resist
but if we relinquish desire and fear,
bliss in permanence in us will persist
and in timeless time, God too will appear.
I sit in a meditative mood under a canopy
the sun tries in vain above to pierce through.
A playful light breeze cajoles the senses
while life delightfully carries on about.
Summer lingers and we strive to enjoy
every graceful afternoon as it stretches
longingly and mercifully into that magic hour
where the sun sets to retire in its flamboyant glory.
AP: 3rd place 2026
I am taunted by my smug blue dictionary every day
she cajoles and teases me until I give in, allowing her way
her ready whispers and suggestions, give me rich new words
she happily spits out adjectives and curly enticing verbs
new information taps out a tune on my head
I read six more pages before I retire to bed.
I wake up in the morning and reach out for her
Like an eager kitty, she gives me a bit of a purr.
a robin chirping near the window
serves up a delicious bit of melancholy
on the living room floor an air mattress
quietly cajoles my sciatic nerve
this place, this home, this abode the result
of a thirty year 'bout with the devil
an old card table with battered folding chair
the most unlikely place for a throne
a hot cup of Joe laced with Bailey’s Irish Crème
scrambled muse on the side for breakfast
"Wet"
Whisper hot your breeze upon my mountains
Ocean deep Hadad cajoles your Leviathan vastness
I lay floating exposed salt moist
you pound my shallow shores
The Wet Season raptures on a hot curve
the Monsoon calls
(Ladylabyrinth/2019)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTben-K0Ms8
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hadad
Fine
words
it's
true
melodious
metrical
metaphors
mingle
in
alliteration
as
cadence
cajoles
with
verse
of
fine
verbs
and
adjectives
cojoin
to rhyme
in the
ear
drawing
the reader
near
and yet..
say
nothing
I
fear