Short Equipoise Poems

granted a vision divine sublime
ordinarily we should seek an encore
yet living in the now, in equipoise
we no longer keep any score...

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when we be equal
to both highs and lows
likening life to a lucid dream
joyous at all times in equipoise
what then remains to be done here...

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UNIVERSAL EQUIPOISE


Pool of panacea, perpetual life sans pot of poison, deadly demise, a down-right disparity!





13th October 2016...

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Tranquil, blissful equipoise,
no intrusive thought form noise,
fragrance sublime pervades form,
bliss currents take us by storm!

22-March-2022...

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inner conflict ends
when there be no seeking
bliss unendingly renews within
because there’s no energy leaking

the seeker who sought has disappeared 
all that there is, is presence aware
in equipoise by day and night
dancing with nary a care...

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Equipoise, tranquil calm prevails
Nonchalant to rebuff
Hermit thus, in joy currents sails
Equal in smooth and rough

Attention internal 
Immune to external
Throb of bliss, eternal

Soul enjoys
Equipoise 

05-December-2021
Quietus ...

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Tranquil equipoise, gentle flow
Outcomes impact us not
Our joyous heart, always aglow
Inner silence, self-taught

Within this dream sequence 
Heart retains innocence 
Fullness of bliss vibrance 

No ego borne noise
Tranquil equipoise

01-February-2022
Quietus ...

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eyes look to dice
rolling, rolling
breath is bated
hearts fluttering
it is in a way
a eureka moment 
although stuporous 

eyes look to dice
rolling, rolling
witness in equipoise 
allows heart’s delight
to frolic in playfulness 
immersed in the role
in vibrant nonchalance 

30-January-2023...

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exquisite arc of spectral hues
come-hither, urbane grand milieus
sculpt in hands of God

sun, heaven and earth - equipoise
soothing beauty - effloresced rose
make sense ... go forth - trod.

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jun-jun villanueva

*-* Tail- Rhyme Contest *-*

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confusing tensions
psychopathic maladjustments
forbidden love
in sequestrated caves

imminent war of thoughts
methodically organised
what is a sonnet
true discrimination of
shocking truths
mental equipoise
singing birds under the
carpet of a bleeding heart
pastures of inhibited love
meadows of unfilled longings
religion is philosophy
of action...

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The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.

Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it! Crowd gives out a gasp—
Satan curses with a hoarse and rueful rasp....

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The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.

Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it! Crowd gives out a gasp—
Satan curses with a hoarse and rueful rasp....

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The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.

Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it! Crowd gives out a gasp—
Satan curses with a hoarse and rueful rasp....

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Thought spirals
Eating us alive
Remorselessly
Gnawing our soul

We lift our hand
As a stop signal
The bubbles burst
Noiselessly

In staid silence
Tranquil equipoise
Flow of time ends
Melding with the void

Awareness self-aware
Porous and receptive
Invites bliss currents
To suffuse our heart

Dance of polarities
Rotates with each breath
Essence of presence
Celebrates divine union

01-February-2022
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How many times should I need to lose you,
before I learn the rules of your equipoise -  I wonder.
And how many times should you need to cast me out,
before you learn to bear my unmasked sight - You may not know.
I have already figured out this discoloration, 
and, darling - it is going to kill us soon.
What we need now is to have those blades of ours again,
what we need now is to be delivered by our own Caesarean -
from this womb of pretense-fate 
and see the light of our true day....

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