Short Claimant Poems
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When you love someone,
you claim part of their spirit
Trading affection
—as the emptiness fills
(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)
Aiming for limelight
All of them are not eyeless
Better start to pray
I’m imminent for your life
I’ll shoot you thousand periods
who left that metal guitar in the street?
we found it yesterday, me and Pete
music we ordered came in on a sheet
U-tube showed us how to strum a beat
I spent time thinking of how to defeat
the other claimant, my cousin Pete
He wanted to share it, which sounded sweet
But I have no intentions to share it with Pete
To be unique
akin to be safe from from an imitation
though is hard
to be such a claimant
but what good can I not
do to save my life
from leaching or leaking
if it is from a prey
mine is a culprit
and now it is like a story
but how and how
can I be blown
though a life of a wishing
but how an imitation
for little or more?.
The Future Is Now
Miracle Man
10/10/2024
Long gone, those thoughts,
of future desires.
Time consumes each day,
on health requires.
Life watches, as father time,
demands payment.
Eyes become focused hinder,
at my claimant.
I look at issues and ponder,
what and how?
Knowing deep within, for me,
my future is now.
Strong opponents to beat,
A dozen of them, at the very least;
Their profiles on ‘Great Champions’ Sheet,
Each claimant to some dreary feat,
One of them, you dare not even greet,
Because he could you still make a mincemeat,
If he a chance picked and it was damned neat!
Out of your body squeeze clammy heat
And a ravaged one toss into a field of wheat.
poised in the enchanting hum of silence
we dwell therein dissolving flow of time
from a centreless fulcrum bliss mists rise
our pure childlike heart embraces love’s chime
as nodes within form stir boundaries blur
ego recedes and we become the flame
from space we witness form metamorphose
rainbow body as our soul’s claim to fame
there is no claimant of the legacy
for all that’s manifest is wispy smoke
the pathless path appears betwixt bliss spasms
being oh hermit the way we awoke