Short Immemorial Poems
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Under the jacaranda tree,
hoping for some shade,
I dream old dreams
evoking immemorial flashbacks.
Placed 3
stories hung aloft
above us since time immemorial
connecting the dots...
...beauty in variety
before Adam named the animals
God named stars
PS. This LUNE form is kind of interesting...
I hear you in the wind that blows
through fairy-forest trees.
I sense you right around the bend
in musk and mushroom breeze.
I see you in my own son's face
and recognize, you're free.
Halo my heart,
though you depart,
you're always here
with me.
Since time immemorial
reading or by oral tradition
2+2 EQUALS 4
modernly with evolution
I discovered in practice that;
2+2 equals 5 when I pay bills
2+2 equals 3 when I receive a salary
PS. LISTENING SOMEONE OUT OF HERE
Boundless sea
and magnanimous sky
remind me very often
how tiny I am---
how fragile this human body is.
But deep inside me
an inner voice starts speaking
which crosses the limit of myself
and mingles with nature's vastness.
An everglowing candle
dispelling the darkness
from time immemorial.
Face to face
recognise the mood
read the character
follow the eyes
that say it all
Sensitivity
of the once living
faces
hair styles complexions
apparent natural
&imperfect
conceived by another
from time immemorial
the fascination
remains
There's a time to run, a time to rest
A time to take stock, a time to reflect
A time to forgive, a time to forget
A time to beget, a time to reset
A time to surrender, a time to fold
A time to be brave, a time to be bold
A time to speak up, a time to be still
A Time Immemorial ~ to do His Will
KLIMT KISS EKPHRASED
Klimt’s
symbol
of love
nouveau
suggestive
of time
immemorial
upon a cloud
of gold
lost in
the moment
time
does not
exist
one
with the other
alone
& yet..
desire..
& need
in love’s power
exists
then
as now
within
each
human breastI
with loving vision, focused on you
you are the center of my attention,
the essence of my life!
yes, my dear,
you mean all that!
and much more to
me... you are the illusion I idealized,
the ideal dream I dreamed...
My goal since time immemorial,
since the earliest ages is you!
Per omnia seculorum,
only you!
E-ndless blessings overflow,
D-awn again starts to shine;
W-eather seems so good
I-n the morn of May
N-ine.
B-lessings never run dry,
A-s the river does the same;
L-ight from the sky above
I-s burning like eternal flame.
S-ince time immemorial, dew drops in the meadow;
A-lmighty God is letting endless blessings overflow.
Pouring forth of genuine emotions
Overflowing with ideas and notions
Enjoyment, merriment, fun and commitment
Time immemorial in existence
Rich collection of world renowned poetry
Young talents attempting to create history
Shining example of one family
Opportunities to enter freely
Universally acknowledged
Passionately variegated
The unquenching thirst of a desert,
I am carrying in my heart
from times immemorial
needs another bottle;
please send me Darling
one more bottle
full of love
quickly,
hic!
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Placement:5th;(March 2011)
Contest:Message in a bottle
Sponsor:Linda-Marie the SweetHeart
By :kashinath karmakar (3rd March 2011)
michelangelo
of
Art Nouveau
he painted
friezes
very slow
& thus
erotica
came on show
a kiss
a
symbol
of
love nouveau
suggestive
yet
of time
&
immemorial
love upon
a cloud
of gold
lost in
moment
where time
does not
exist
One
with the other
alone
& yet..
desire..
and need
together
then
exist
From an era immemorial
you have nourish so many; young and old,
Quenching the thirst of expressions,
Filling the bricks of emotion.
You spur men’s intrinsic sixth sense
With aroma so enchanting,
Leaving men’s heart in awe
and ending a long shivering.
How I want you more,
Oh sour soup of divinity.
Gratify my desire for bliss,
and heal mine long craving for expression.
Whenever I shall look at the sea,
I shall remember you.
As you have given me the sea.
With all its depth and treasures.
I have been always near the sea.
And so you can’t be away from me.
I know we are soon to depart,
Going far away from each other.
But your Atlantic Ocean
Meets my Indian Ocean somewhere.
There is no boundary between the two,
They are together since the time immemorial.
Deep the pond
sweet the water,
Tranquilly placid
nestled in safe abode,
Nourished by tears of yester-years.
Vast the spaces
of times immemorial,
Condensed to serve
in segmented places,
Striving and continually
seeking the birthing waters
of the placid pool.
Vain the vanities
of immortal entities,
Chasing shadows
in spiraling obscurities
floundering, for a way to find.
Creation how I love thee
I have spread out the heavens for thee
From time immemorial I have waited
To share this banquet with thee
My Bride when will thou ready be
Are your garments not sewn with fine embroidery
My angels are waiting with palm leaves and incense
To greet thee , the ones made holy with my heavenly grace
In a short while and we will be One, when this final curtain falls.
As adults, we have a sovereign right
To life and liberty.
Pursuent to every manner and fashion
Of that which makes us happy.
The ecstacy of intoxication
Is a fundamental right.
The euphoria of opium,
Every poets delight.
Intoxicants have been used by man
Since Time Immemorial.
Drugs have become ubiquitous,
Commonplace and affordable.
Why then, has dear old Uncle Sam
Deemed them illegal and immoral?
From immemorial time
on England’s plains
the Stonehenge stands –
pendulous rocks over life precipice.
Produced by a culture
that had no written records.
Sun clock, devoted to circling sun -
religious site of healing?
The sacred burial place
of prehistoric ring of standing stones.
Suspended stones as heavenly dome -
devoted to afterlife’s achieving.
© A. R. Wielgus 2015
The child is the father
of the man, a motto
of the world at a time
a love of it before
and even since a time
past and immemorial
one thing to be recalled
a memory of how
such life went through the row
witting and changing as
if enough is the locale
whose glowing light is it
recall that there were echoes
that nothing is strange but
perhaps, a new way or
if it is let well through
sound of sweet melody.
Since birth,
my body has been
a battlefield,
mined by firecrackers
of unequal feelings...
I treat my wounds,
since time immemorial...
I live in a state of war,
Permanently...
I survive because I only live as
Inwardly carry my life as I live,
even within this chaos,
external world...
Against This catatonic dystonia,
heals and relieves me, poetry...
Poetry gives me refuge
and this peace...!
Tigris, Idigna, Idiqual,
watering parched desert lands
of Mesopotamia.
Swift it flows on the East
toward the sea, from
the once fertile Garden of Eden.
Arterial blood of arid lands,
of transportation,
of trade and commerce.
In spring, mountain snowmelt
tumbles and rushes downward,
flooding alluvial plains for farming,
sharing its life-giving waters
from time immemorial to villages,
towns, and great cities.
Digital addict:
What's life without internet
It's dull and boring.
Earth is energy
Things you have seen and not seen
They came from one source.
Technology came
Since time and immemorial
They just hung up there.
Air has wave you know
It travel fast here to there
Sending a message.
Navajo code signs
Makes enemy mind absurd
Won the war easy.
From rock to metal
How the human mind evolve
Fascinate history.
she whom I call mother
calls me child
in soothing tones of warm honey
she calls me child
since time immemorial.
in her embrace comforting like sheep wool
she holds me
covering me in her endless warmth
for all time
her warmth envelopes me.
her eyes shine with love
bright like the Northern star
unwavering and steady
as she gazes down at me.
in her eyes, i learn of love
never ending, never changing
love unconditional
as she calls me child!
Siren Song
“My aching bones protruding desire;
My mind overtaken by time immemorial.
A wasteland of dissociation, barren yet flourishing
With fruitful anamnesis of a necromantic epoch;
Oh Poseidon- how I long for home.
To endure the Fateful death song that spills from these lips,
Our sweet entanglement transforms to unity;
Sweet Liberation! My deliverance is in your aqueous grasp!
Dulcis Mortem- liberare eos de vincula vitae.”
~ NC
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