Short Fuelling Poems
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Longing
Waiting, hoping
Heart slowly dying
Memories re-fuelling forgotten dreams
Yearning
Longing
Wistfully awaiting
Dreams to stir
Prayers to be answered
Caring
Penned 18 December 2014
Hungered fuel I'm in trust
When sensed thralls me
It's, it's driven urge to I
Rocket fuelling me
It's high or low approach
Exciting this in me
I'm in catapult to never
Dying in moderns tree
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sliding into an equanimous zone
tranquil nonchalance laced with compassion
poised thus in blissful solitude alone
divine magnetism fuelling traction
expansive heart glows with satisfaction
dance of polarities vibratory
steers mood into mode celebratory
Falling out with either
Friends or family can
Flood hearts with resentment,
Fuelling rage and hatred.
Forbear from stoking fire.
Find fair reconcilement.
Forgiveness sets you free.
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Contest: Pleiades - F
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed 4th
Better than me; but not my set
What time does; morals don't get
When view makes it up with things you got
Being smart shall be outplayed cum aura so hot
To water; the pale oxygen fuelling what mind grows
The zigzag moves dictating a thought; need be it goes...
Festering corpse of thoughts
. Fuelling resentment
. Fulminates as rage or
Fumes silently within.
Frequent let downs defeat
Failed attempts to attain
. Fulfillment dispirit.
Date Sept 23, 2016
Contest
PLEIADES F
He got up
Spent, but satiated
She smiled
Pulling the sheet up
Not wanting to expose
Her newly discovered being
He makes his way out
Leaving her with memories
To be played and replayed
In her mind
Fuelling fresh wants,
New hopes
Meeting fire with fire
But in the end of it all
Still….
Some unfulfilled desires.
Attraction
Affection
Axis of affiliation
Filled with
Fires of
Fuelling passion
Sizzling
Show-off
Syndrome
Hypnotizing
Hub of
Heart-heat
Comely
Consciousness
Commotion
Surmise of
Sunrises and
Settings
Sign of
Struggle-filled life of a
Sex worker
Symbol of
Sacrosanct
Sacrifice
Lustrous
Labyrinth of my
Life-blood
who is he who looks through our eyes
fuelling thoughts that glow in mind
consciousness which as our heart sighs
this is the source we need to find
the source is in heart detected
subtle and imperceptible
we are all interconnected
each to each is susceptible
as a spark entwined with the whole
we have a duty to perform
to illumine space is our goal
conjuring in it a bliss storm
Rabid desires, blamed on testosterone;
vicious thoughts, in games of oneupmanship,
fuelling passions, turning heart to stone,
remorselessly tighten on soul their grip,
oblivious to tears that slowly drip.
The face in the mirror loses lustre,
resembling now, a demonic creature,
deadened to soft, subtle voice of conscience,
man of the world, in truth a predator,
forging with evil, shaky alliance.
02-May-2021
Tranquil presence
inner sentience
in the current
omnipresent
Thought ripple
in spiralling circles
orbiting our attention
entrapment in stagnation
Step by step and layer by layer
veils of delusion we uncover
feeding off our life force
fuelling ferality coarse
Discarding half measure
we vaporise under bliss cover
to become the void of emptiness
divine entwined in the sea of oneness
25-September-2020
To gaze on the face of Jesus,
A companion for you and us,
He is our forever friend,
His eternal love transcends,
A blessing that never ends,
Our Lord in no lingo limbo,
He shall survive infernos,
Ignorance ignites bigotry,
Fuelling phobias, no victory,
We could start a new religion,
For all our teeming billions,
Peace on Earth for humans,
For guidance for all of us,
A unique timeless love,
To gaze on the face of Jesus.
Single Flame
Single flame flickers
No real warmth given
Illumination is minimal
This single spark of light evokes emotions
A finishing touch to a possible amorous night
A source of comfort in a pitch black room
A prop to heighten fears
Giving silhouette to an imaginary fiend
This rather, seemingly benign incandescent flame
Wraps itself around anything within its radius
Sparking our fascination
Whilst fuelling our imagination
Form:
You are always on my mind
Raiding my thoughts
Infiltrating my dreams
My constant source of happiness
The kerosene fuelling the fire to my anger
The highlight of my days
The darkness of my nights
Oh what a tangled web we’ve weaved
Trying to combine our differences
Compromising but not on our feelings
But we are oil and water
So you know we’ll never mix
But still
you are always on my mind
A continuous reminder that love still exist
Bodily members contorting
Bending, twisting, distorting
Entwined, combined, exhorting
Body language
Forming a love sandwich
Embracing, enticing, exciting
Licking, tickling, biting
Fuelling emotions, fire igniting
Inciting, inviting,
Explosions of emotions
Moving in slow motion
Of love and devotion
Reaching the apex
Climax
Lie back relax
Where does it start and end
With a perfect wife my flexible friend
* yes the title is spelt correctly*
Form:
Nothing except wonder you behold,
Sitting among the modifiers of fate,
Radiating warmth, light of faith,
Transmitting through thin thread,
Heart to heart with ethereal link.
They throw you high into the sky,
Like a fettle falcon ready to fly.
Flight takes you to the world strange,
On the landing spots, you often find,
The same sacred hands anxious to receive,
The fuelling arms open wide,
Ready to embrace, infuse the power,
For further journey to the higher skies.
It is awaiting,
the prominent perfection I desire,
fingertips tracing insecurities,
media fuelling the fire.
The ideal takes reality,
burrows and distorts the view,
corrupting and twisting,
self deprecating smiles construe.
Along came a broken soul,
who desired the same perfection,
to stare at the ghost in the mirror,
and adore her own reflection.
As one we shall push,
rumbling and pain worth it all,
prevention can’t beat the cure,
or prepare to watch us fall.