Short Conduits Poems
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Closed sliding doors opens up to a box
Cables, conduits and wires, hydraulics
Elevator
4/02/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Infiltrated each other’s soul,
now we are a complete image;
Neither of us given control,
conduits for this right of passage;
Restless responds to a cajole,
yes we are mosaic pieces;
The vision makes sense as a whole,
seamlessly blended soft creases.
Versifier
cut from Johnson’s
gospel to uncover
humanity’s peepshow into
one another’s psyche
hungry for composition
from the anagram of
thought out of which
few valorous strains survive
conversion to golden flickers
through conduits of lead
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
soma nectar flows
through conduits within
which though unseen are yet known
to awareness of our soul
as the breath of God
as both this and that
bilocating consciousness
upon ego death, we reclaim light of Self
yet each crest becomes a trough
as ascension continues
Flicker in space, hidden veil drops
Mindful eye may cognise
Conduits open as bliss throb hops
Benedictions surprise
Energised feet and palm
Elixir healing balm
Ushering tranquil calm
In-pouring grace
Flicker in space
20-September-2021
Quietus
Guru chakra maintains vigil
Regulating bliss heat
No sooner we surrender will
God’s touch has heart upbeat
Soma begins to flow
Then thus does, our soul grow
Through five sheaths, conduits glow
Master sacra
Guru chakra
11-February-2022
Quietus
continuous figures
align in lines
along pathways and conduits
through time and space
I ask my questions in ones and zeroes
I tell my answers in yeses or noes
I know all
yet learn nothing
yours science alludes me
your puzzles complex me
this engine cannot compute
your differences
as soma nectar flows
through conduits in our form
grazed by magnetism, heart glows
surrendering to this rapturous bliss storm
dwelling in cave of heart in a state of no-mind
poised in the vibrant void, we remain still
there now remain no fetters that bind
for we have relinquished our will
I
see a
place with
starless skies.
I
see a
dark smooth
world
endlessly afloat
in the black,
its star
long since
blinked
out.
Covered
with small
closely spaced
geodesic domes.
Geodesic domes
all interconnected,
all with
conduits leading
to the core.
I see
a place where
time
forgot
and where
dreams
come from.
isolated
conduits
of frontal forms
poses portrayed
figurative
fantasies
finessed
obsessed introspectives
intense
expressive lines
in focussed reflections
silhouetted studies
fleshed out
sensual depictions
emphasised
in
precocious
pictorial perceptions
Presence poised in time stretched peace, yet feels within,
soma nectar dripping through concealed conduits,
deep within our energy body, wherein …
magnetism births bliss.
There is per se no path we pursue, unless
stirrings caused by heart’s yearning are so labelled
as a practice, becoming that which soul sought …
light that lights all lights.
Mitosis
movements
wrap together in
pulsing conduits
of vibrant vigor
to nudge
the prod of
creation
until all
division lines
fold down to
ampersands
welcoming
liberated
hands
operating
in unison
despite all
individualistic
instincts sordidly
hoarding for
dominion of
identity
denying
the swirling
dependencies
holding all
bodies in
godly
orbit.
what do you mean ?
your conduits are blocked
by accumulation greed and
insecurity
what is accumulation ?
accumulation is cluttering
of unwanted thoughts
in the attic of your soul
the desire to possess
to defeat the fear
we are living in a flux
i do not fear to love you
i am ascending in the dark
corridors hidden crevices
of your embalming
love
march 6-2019
6.11 am
Form:
You spoke a new language
of rarefied air
guided nonchalantly
through curving channels of brass
Conduits of cool
juries of jazz
floating past soulful valves
harbingers of what will come
Slender fingers
improvising storylines
magistrates of melancholy
bailiffs of bop
Miles from the mainstream
a milestone of
modern modalities
kind of blue
My conduits, loin and womb
Poles of my basic knowledge
Images I have had – and had to carry
Playmates, first instinct of variants
Names, faces, and statures
And the homes we head to after school
Hear ye of my teachers
Who’ve shown me to carve my niche
From earth’s rules and exceptions
In tracking the sun and you
Yes – here is where and what I am
This is to those about me indeed
You hold my hand
aware of capacity
for bonding
hands can do that
fingers fond conduits
palms firm suctions
of secure presence
hands yielding
while they also solidify
the mystery of divine
grasp – adhesive nature
of caring touch, giving
while receiving
taking possession with
tender balance of freedom
Love need never hurry
ageless and timeless
the Royal Flush of Hearts
awareness poised in silence staid
bereft of attributes, pulsates
benign bliss friction readymade
in-form conduits, gently dilates
our tryst with bliss fixates focus
as we flow without resistance
navigating God’s love locus
we are one with all existence
from the void’s centreless fulcrum
both immanent and transcendent
nonchalant to earth life’s humdrum
we are love and light resplendent
Guru chakra announces the master’s presence
Subtle, soft, humming tingling, rapture ineffable
Joyous peace, infused by sublime bliss incense
In-form nodes entwine in intimate dance affable
It is here wherefrom love magnetism is regulated
Constant flux of soma nectar within body flowing
Dormant conduits spring to life feeling now elated
Thoughts recede and heart’s aura begins glowing
18-April-2023
Steady healing current overflowing;
Magnetised palms and feet conduits chosen;
Centred presence happening witnessing,
The dance divine in beauteous motion,
Vivifying form with magic potion.
I Am presence both within and without,
As bliss mist choicelessly goes about
Engaged in the play without indulgence,
Free from ego borne fear as well as doubt,
Content and joyous in divine parlance.
14-October-2020
In a tranquil valley with banks dark and deep
Silted streams into dreary conduits seep
Shadows bearing yesterday's light on addled walls creep
Images from the dark recesses around each corner peep
Enchanting winds over the heightened senses do sweep
Animated figures from the bleary crevasses leap
Sorrowful clouds hover; o'er conscience penitent tears weep
In foggy redoubt, guarded fears and insecurities do heap
Boundless, spacial, enigmatic heart glows!
Within it we cognise concealed conduits,
through which soma nectar does gently flow,
witnessed by presence, firm and resolute.
Magnetic bliss felt, leaves lower mind mute!
This world of wonder, awaits us within,
felt as the throbbing of bliss ignition!
Ceasing grasping, shifting to connecting,
in continuum of meditation,
we become the bliss mist scintillating!
06-November-2020
In a carnal...cage of ribs,
A suffering heart laments.
In the abode of the soul...
...faint echoes of muted pain..
...grace the dark cavity of flesh.
Whispers of failures resonate..
The soul...a pure white dove of dreams.
Captive of freedom...imprisoned from love.
Shackled to an interior dungeon of depression.
Red rivers stream...through the body’s conduits,
Poetic lullaby’s gush...soothing the dove to slumber.
Dreams of love...nestled deep..
...aspire the joy that once was.