Short Interfering Poems
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Interfering with nature's eternal laws, Man, the wrath of cosmic justice, soon will feel!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
16 May 2016
propelled by magnetism
nodes within form glisten
presence delights
without interfering
the universe appreciates
that we’re a great audience
it’s a win-win situation
Polonious
Interfering old fool
Hiding behind the arras
Pointing the finger
Died for a king's ransom.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2018
31/10/18
the witness witnessing
is in truth interfering
with spontaneity
what are we to do
save entering trance
melding with the bardo
in the void we transform
by becoming the flame
resplendent with light
flowing in sync with time
without interfering
neither accelerating
nor slowing it down
equal at all times
without displaying rebellion
vaporised self celebrates
neither praying for dawn
nor fearing dusk
In meditation
If as a doing
Who is the doer
Thus interfering
Get rid of him now
In cessation
Save awareness
There is no one
Present within
Stillness speaks
In whispers
Listen in
Be thus
Tranquil
Calm
17-November-2020
Democracy No Longer
We were America growing stronger,
But now are a democracy no longer;
Over sea's shipped,
And power Stripped;
Voting interfered with by warmonger.
Russia is interfering with voting
of other countries.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
we wish we could
heal hearts remotely
gently and anonymously
without of course interfering
since love employs no use of force
as we wish so it is we are empowered
to become a beacon of healing light
writing in braille for recipients blind
that the estranged draw nearer
voluntarily as willed by God
A steady toroidal force field
manifests, to which we so yield,
looking without interfering,
wondrous at bliss currents spearing
nodes within form, as of God’s will,
making easy ascent uphill,
enabled by love’s magnetism,
felt distinctly in body prism,
thus fixating our attention,
in unending meditation.
30-July-2022
mental associations mitigate effervescence
interfering by manifesting desired outcome
so looking nonchalantly at these stirrings
we reject ego’s counsel rooted in ignorance
a constant watchful eye and tranquil heart
sets soul free from the tendency to stagnate
thus moment by moment, shedding resistance
in agendaless vibrance, we dwell in the void
on an as is where is basis
we notice vibrational shifts
at play within feeble form
is observing interfering
with spontaneity of bliss
that seeks to make us whole
the line of inquiry itself signals
presence of ego writhing
drawing soul back in lower mind
our bilocating consciousness
makes peace with polarities manifest
merging with the cosmic gong ohm
Memory recalls epiphanies gone by,
which although are but signposts along the way,
the fact that they’ve appeared, we cannot deny,
interfering with heart’s spontaneous play,
which would if it could, let bygone moments die,
so instead of holding such thought forms at bay,
we embrace and release each impulse received,
no attainments sought, no cause to be aggrieved.
While getting off the bus, a woman
Saw her cell phone fall.
She leaned to pick it up,
Perhaps to get or make a call.
The driver pulled out from the curb
But crushed her with his tire.
He didn’t have a clue about
What he’d caused to transpire.
The woman’s dead, the driver free,
A story sad but true,
Distraction interfering with
The rules we thought we knew.
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I confessed I enjoy writing here often
I confessed, too, I do not have membership
I plan to, but the Rand of my land is 18:1
I don't have dollars (anymore), now this pandemic
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I hope to make my sharing, my caring
That is why I write on health, not just love & wealth
And the ultimate question, not interfering
It's like stopping child labor, wife abuse, global health!
Cyber Warfare is the new battlefield
Where anything connected to the Internet
Can be hacked into doing what you want
From interfering with companies or countries
To make blackmail easy for cyber thieves
And disarming country's defences in their computers
With Israel being the country with the best hackers
Industrial systems are vulnerable to these attack.
© Paul Warren Poetry
I don’t know where to begin
How I can reach someone if they don’t want to be reached?
That is God’s dilemma
God gives man free will
They can do whatever they’d like
Without restraining
Without interfering
Until one day
The day of destruction
Then one will wake up
And come to one’s senses
God lets man walk with free reign
But is it free?
Or does man need God’s guidance
Wisdom, power, choices?
You decide
The roosters crowed the yellow sun up
To rest behind a cloud
The poet enjoyed her morning cup
And quiet which was not loud
Sounds of nature and man increase
Song birds in the oak tree
Doves coo at a distance then cease
A car's motor disturbs the peace
A neighbor's dog visits me
One where the tail wags the dog
Quietly lies on the porch with fleas
Interfering with brain's cogs
sticky warm sanguine blood
reposing in Dracula’s crystal decanter
his bride terrified to ask whose it is
her parents have been missing for a week
his black wolf howls his displeasure when she gets close to the table
she scurries away, but not before seeing two black spiders
he always promised to transmogrify them into creatures
if they did not stop interfering
she goes to bed that night with a sad heart
How still is our stillness amidst wave forms,
memory triggering faint imagery
brewing consciousness limiting thought storms,
interfering with joyous pleasantry,
blocking divine bestowed serenity?
Dynamic stillness, nestled in silence,
present in love energised ambience,
simply is, as it is, with bliss replete,
flowing in the current, with nonchalance,
throbbing with ecstasy, feeling complete.
15-March-2021
Memory is too honest a word for something
That keeps arriving without consent
It shows up in timing
Not thought
A pause where there shouldn’t be one
A second that refuses to move on
I don’t call it back
It just occurs
Like a system running a process, I did not start
Nothing about it asks to be understood
It only proves it still runs
And I stop interfering with it
Because interference
Is where it learns my name again
Beneath the forbidden cover,
we touch each other.
Fingertips trace delicate designs.
Gently allowing ourselves to unwind.
I open up my sensual being.
Release any restraining fear.
Tip of tongue along outline of ear.
Fingers reach down to knee.
Parting thighs help hand glide.
High enough to make me sigh.
Such a blissful state of being.
Know that nothing is interfering,
with the climb to peak of pleasure.
Forbidden moments I will treasure.
Seizing a hault to my heart,
For everything as lead to be my fault.
The dead silence,
That brakes my days.
Filling me in,
With more darker ways.
I watch as you walk by,
Leaving my soul to die.
The day about to brake,
My heart left to shake.
Pain interfering with my imagination,
Leaving no room for rehabilation.
Tears flooding my mind,
My fear unable to find.
I see your laughter,
I feel my pain,
For no longer do I want this.
For no longer will I have this.
Each the all and one the all, the knowing
X-ray vision spiritual discerns
Unless ego begins interfering
Burn the past oh hermit! Simply unlearn
Exiting narrowness, take a u-turn
Replenishing joy, abdicating frown
Attentive joyfulness as of a clown
Negating nothing, we follow the scent
Converting our name into a pronoun
Evaporated self exuberant
23-December-2020
(Acrostic Dizain)
I am caterpillar of the world
fat, jittery, itchy and feared
I have eaten all green leaves
crops, grass, foliage I chew
Wasteland weeps behind me
people curse wherever I go
but they have no business
interfering with my dining gardens
Things they claim are theirs
the rain my loyal servant
tells me it is still held up
beyond the skies
This makes me extra happy
let the deaf world shudder
Let the caterpillar be great
whether hated or loved I am
Reach out to me when you’re ready to speak truth
In the meantime, please stop bothering me with non-sense
It’s like static, the same I hear when recording my songs
--- Interfering, accomplishing nothing ---
So please, don’t ring the phone, send packages or track me down
You know what is necessary to be done, you’ve known all along
--- For you have had years of opportunities ---
--- Now, is just another one of those times ---
Heidi Sands
8/6/17