Short Instantaneous Poems
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Sometimes I feel like a stone on the bed of a fast-flowing mountain river: namelessness, immobility, contemplation;
nor past nor future
instantaneous rapid
stream of illusions
AI
with seeming
vastness of thought~
instantaneous
conceptional analysis
or a new song of morning~
perhaps a "realization" of
the immediacy of everything~~
Pets are hilarious to watch on television
Their reaction to things are unpredictably awesome
Instantaneous and cute
Quite lovable to boot
They crack me up with their strange fetishism
Centred everywhere
As soma nectar drips
That that is instantaneous
Is stretched in linear time
Becoming a bliss continuum
Rain dance for heart's delight
What matters thought labels now
17-October-2022
an evocation of instantaneous experience
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(1)
Split up all at once
instantaneous patch up
to kiss and make up
(2)
Ideas not matching
lack of trust and loyalty
break up relation
(3)
Split up relation
rejuvinating lost love
leave at the altar
(By Kishan Negi)
Magnetic impulse
Bliss instantaneous
Rapture flow sublime
Consumes time
As we vaporise
To meld in surprise
Renewal
Continual
Within
14-January-2021
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instantaneous
&cumulative
visuals
implied
choices
simple
useful
yet
mysterious
sensations
illustrated
preludes
to
fascinate
emotions
expressions
intensify
to
transform
imagings
Mystery and marvel
A world once vast and unexplored
Encompassed in technology
Held in the palm of one’s hand
The realm of unanswered questions
Dwarfed by instantaneous answers
As fingers glide across the screen
Like skaters confident of the next move
triglycerid iris
diamond-like triptych
incandescent indigo
impure purple libido
instantaneous dismal thanatos
shore of boiling ebb
black iris
lucid sun
triptych purple indigo iris
impure libido
boiling incandescent
instantaneous shore iris-sun
gleaming black reflux
Why waste time at school and still miss the bus
When ignorance is instantaneous!
In this school we call life,
The best teacher seems strife
That gives great lessons, makes none whatso fuss.
__________________________
Tongue-in-cheek |17.11.2024|humour, school, life
All together or a thread at a time
Instantaneous or in slow motion
We flow with bliss currents divine sublime
Sipping nectar of soma bliss potion
Doing nothing, becoming the ocean
There is no path because there’s no one here
We seek not yet each bliss-flicker is dear
Instantaneous is the time to live,
That's why I don't have time not to live...
Life flows through pores, fingers, hands, feet.
with my feet I run, with my head I invent new formulas... alive
to reinvent, I try to retain time
of life, but it quickly always changes and so...always dodges.... !
Ariel breathes
Coming down
Ethereal fingers
Grasping him
Instantaneous joy
Kissing lucious mound
New orgasmic pleasures
Quickening responses
simultaneously transcending undulations
Voraciously wanting
xylophonically yelling zealots
To late for contest but I thought I would give it a go anyway.
Just a break to explain to you,
that money and confidence in yourself,
are the wings that raise you above both,
men and threats of the world,
but often in the precipitancy of the flight speed,
the wings themselves inevitably lead you against the rocks,
with such violence as to cause you an instantaneous death.
My starlight growing
Dimmer of passing moments
Beyond
Somewhere…further
As I realize myself
True nature of my existence
Reality
Fading…falling
Something brighter
An explosion of illumination
Severe
Closing…enveloped
Capitulation on my lips
Now drawn at hand
Instantaneous
Relit…in a life passing
To my Valentine
My voracious dear
Whose zest is for wine
Yet mine guise is of beer
To my dulcet amore
You're the last in regard
To my soul's paramour
This endeavor is scarred
Same as Aeneas
I'll leave this sublime queen
And love instantaneous
Twill deliquesce 'tween
No curb to my ideal
Since love turned out unreal
if i could take your hand
what moments we would be
such wondrous fragments of glass
an anchor in the sea
coldness gently caresses
a stream across the face
no element could marvel
our broken lies replace
love upon an action
though instantaneous it seems
it takes it's time and patience
and visits through our dreams
Alone for a moment
measuring
sound
Frozen pieces
in a
particular way
to wonder
about
myself
To relax for hours
as in
a childish dream
and revolve
in
all directions
this prolongment
of self
limp..lonely..lost….
then
instantaneous
three pieces in form
with picturesque preludes
I open my mind
notice
&respond
VISIONS
so
prophetic
in
resolute
depictions
complete
instantaneous
revelations
diverse
verbal
amalgams
of
conscience
essential
to
address
appreciation
surrounded
glistening
perceived
prevailing
a emotional
interplay
subverting
by
the
demystifying
&
endlessly
uncompromising
reverberatation
How does one capture a heart?
Is it an instantaneous moment of seizure
Ensnared by a singularly magical minute
A spell cast
In a twinkling of time
With just
One
Touch?
How does one capture a heart?
Is it trapped in time
By a gentle coaxing,
A trust
Taking it apart piece by piece
Until it is given away
Without
Reluctance?
being
that word said
no other words
nor that one
can
interruptions
disrupt the
instantaneous flow
seemingly
but
nothing
is everything
a paradox
or a miracle
or
words
are pretenders
until discovered
to be
appearances
what's out there
and in here
appearances of
The sun never settles in the dark;
The darkness dissipates one second interval;
Atmospheric change instantaneous;
Start has no place to run;
1 second contingency.;
Lingering spiring shadows;
Have no effect on me;
I am the speck of light;
One ditto, one spark;
Diminishes darkness;
8/28/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
there is a sound when you leave
all electricity is lost
all water is dissolved
all air is thinned out
there is a blankness as time passes
all age is tainted
each era is ruined
every period is murky
there is a change when realization comes
what matters drown
what is important suffocates
what is relevant becomes inanimate
the golden road is now blue
Thinking About Angels
Here I am thinking
about angels, guardians
in the sky.
Funny thing: grief.
Well maybe ‘funny’
is the wrong word.
‘Volcanic’
‘Annihilating’
‘Illusionary’
‘Pulverizing’
‘Instantaneous’
‘Gasping’
‘Forever’ is
the kicker.
Here I am thinking
about angels, guardians
in the sky.
Kathryn Collins
February 26, 2014