Short Confers Poems
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Haiku # 31
By
Tom Wright
Two that share kinship,
First love, and first impressions,
Neither confers more.
Almighty Benevolent Confers Divine Essence.
Fear Gets Heavenly Interlude.
Joy Kindles Light Munificent.
Nectar Omniscient Permeates Quietly Ravaged Soul.
Tutelage Ushers Venerable Wisdom’s Xenocrysts,
Yielding Zest.
Ressano Garcia was the place
Where first I saw, young Titus’ face.
And unexpect’, brought light within.
A feeling good. No questioning.
Your messengers.
My role? Your plan?
Forgive me God, I’m born of man.
Titus came and went – All yes confers.
So blessed with many faces that I’ve seen.
So blessed with tales of man and kin.
toroidal heart
confers with crown
taking our third eye along
soles of feet and burning palms
await moment of reckoning
yet without so seeking
bindu as the source
opens a hidden porthole
allowing consciousness to bilocate
each centre thus complete in itself
hums a sublime ethereal note
whispered to us alone
02-June-2023
The silver moon
permeates its fluorescence
whilst dissipating the dark.
Gliding quietly
through crooked branches,
pauses and whispers
to the hushed leaves.
The leaves do rustle
by swaying sides
to show their glee.
The moon confers its
coolness to them.
Perhaps, the same is outspread
for us as cool shade.
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That argument as dissident
confines as progress stays unkempt.
How single scourging, love unspent
so wastes in apathy to vent.
A time where virtue needs content
too often wrath builds is consent,
as sorrow latent, but then bent
while shadows focus to extent.
Consigning forecast so relent,
apology the needful meant
confuses like no words recant
confers its distance to distant.
And builds enactment's foolish flaunt,
so time away from Thee . . . is haunt!
Life, the mysterious impressive puzzle
A sequence of contradictions plentiful
With no means to understand the riddle
Humans have no choice but to struggle.
It is strange to know that what we hoard
We are fated to miss them despite hold
That only by giving away what we have
Do we on the other hand help ourselves.
Hence never hoard love and happiness
The more we hoard, the more we lose
The more we share, the more we own
And that confers joy, earlier unknown.