Short Inky Black Poems

the stars high above
swim in the inky black sea 
nudity and wine...

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Clouds cover the sun
endlessly they swirl around 
darker and darker 
the sky turns an inky black 
plip plip the firts rain drops fall...

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void inky black
the tranquil calm
disconcerting 
we smile
humour alive
without mirrors

04-September-2021...

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crowds came from afar
to laud the time of their lives
from sunshine to dark

laughter and sparklers
chaotic colors clashing
children playing pomp

beauty explosions
inky black night delighting
sweets and treats for all...

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inky black night
stars brightly sparkling
earths giant shadow
moon slowly fading

dark shadow spreading
a total lunar eclipse
a rare winter solstice
not to be missed

finally total coverage
only one light to see
a bright orange penumbra
meant for only me...

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drawn to the light instinctively
we nestle therein, then pause
looking at the inky black void
which without doubt is a veil
concealing God's living light
but the fact we see darkness
signals we are yet in bondage
that silence alone can unshackle

23-November-2022...

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Inky black void, just God and me
Reverberation Ohm
Blissful soul’s eyes of wisdom see
Boundless peace, in our home

Love flame does not flicker
Becoming the answer
I need no translator 

By God am buoyed
Inky black void

24-August-2021
Quietus...

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A cuttlefish swallowed my house the other day.
He ejected his inky black fluid and we could not get away.
The local newspaper came out and had a heyday.
Interviewing and photographing the monster that you may all say…
Was doing what comes natural in a regular cuttlefish way. 
Rather bleak ending to a regular Wednesday....

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I watched you from the shore
as you walked into the inky black sea
the moonlight illuminating the shape of you.

I listened to the sound of the waves
as they rolled gently onto the shore
then there was only silence.

And in the morning
I watched the sunrise over the horizon
saw the vast emptiness-

And knew that you had left....

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consciousness that makes us aware
steering us safely through dreams
enabling discernment in the waking state
and facilitating emergence from trance
of enigmatic inky black dreamless sleep 

what is the source of this consciousness 
closer to us than our own skin, oh hermit
and how may we become one with it
without any drop in our flowing awareness?...

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will, knowledge and action
as the threefold powers
are yet incomplete
if our consciousness be
bereft of bliss and creativity
that effulgence renewal
blissful, self-referral
as expression of being
rejuvenates innate aliveness
in all realms and domains
where we pause awhile
to ink the inky black void
with beauteous hues of light

20-May-2023...

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request a transfer
I'd like to try New Mexico
I'm into the heat and sandy colors
bright blue sky rocks and
heat
I need to bake my bones
and see some new illusions
baked red and brown rocks
miles of distant winding nothing
breaking into mountians
I want that inky black western sky
and the scent of sage under the air
a coyote growling close by
a cactus flower...

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When glimmers of light are by us cognised,
it is for sleepy soul, a wake up call,
signalling that God can be realised,
if in staid silence we choose to stand tall
and the truth of our true being recall.
We are in our way and once we know this,
we fearlessly leap into the abyss;
at ease in the vibrant, inky black void,
where we disappear, yet nothing’s amiss,
since we’re living light, pure and unalloyed....

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The clouds are grey,
And have been all day,
But through the gloom,
I gaze up at the Moon,
And it stares unblinking back.
A single eye,
Up in the sky,
Amidst the inky black.

A cold wind blows,
Through my hair,
And up my nose!
So crisp, so clean,
So fresh, I sneeze!
And in the air it froze.

Stars so bright,
Frost so new,
Snow starts to fall,
And sticks there too.
I'm almost home,
And by the fire, all alone.

On a Winter's night....

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lonely heart tremulously beseeches
the inky black void
the universe responds, bliss fills us
delusion’s destroyed

a verse begins to be formed in mind
heart distils emotion
presence draws by resonance elixir
of love’s magic potion

lower mind would have us so believe
in attainments unreal
save holding God’s hand like a child
nothing holds appeal

within darkness too, we see the light 
it’s glow self-luminous
we’re now way past the stage of fear
bliss rise is continuous...

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the raven strolls the campsite
slowly, unbothered
jet inky black
sans purple or blue iridescence 
unlike their lower cousin the crow
in bulk alone 
3 times the weight
and silent
less the squawking from rooftops

ambling with the ownership of a king
empowered by his birthright in the food chain
gorging on the deceased and left behind
taunting the living as he goes
the glamorous star of the carrion eaters
chasing his own ebony beak
strutting 
just outside the reach of danger...

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