Short Originating Poems
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Only an ancient yet sacred silver cathedral bell
Has a holiest mystical resonance to dispel
All of the evilest energies originating from Hell.
Originating in Montreal
In the early eighties starting small
Cirque du Soleil
Is a worldwide ballet
A sensation unmatched to this day
Gracious gratitude giving’s go god-ward
Reflections return readily received
Significantly shape synchronicity
Intuitively incorporate into
Omnipresent observers originating
Love laughter light
Creating Christ Christened civilizations…
TWENTY-FOUR HOURS
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daybreak
arising, dawning
originating, illuminating, exhilarating
dawn, illumination, darkness, nightfall
slumbering, dreaming, concluding
shadowy, placid,
nightfall
Preposterous..?
To our conditioned selves
The proposition of our
Thoughts originating beyond
Our limited body and brain
Seems..well..preposterous..
It remains preposterous
Until life circumstances
Render a new Recognition
Slowly or quantum quick
Of What we are...
Once thought a merely mundane matter,
Confronted by daily matters,
Until a sudden overcast
Shining,
A soft blue hue reflecting unto the walls,
Originating from the surface.
Entranced and in utter awe,
I could fall asleep,
In your encompassing blanket
Of pure hypnotic coolness.
Giving Her Your Endless Red Rose
Generating
Internal
Valentines
Into
Never
Getting
Hurt
Everlasting
Relationship
Yet
Originating
Understanding
Revolving
Eternally
New
Delightful
Love
Ending
Sarcasm
Starting
Real
Exciting
Dedication
Remembering
Our
Sensual
Ecstasy
The unmanifest reality
A pulse of continuity
Upon which images reflect
That which senses detect
Just as space is boundless
Formless and attributeless
Containing a pulse of duality
Originating from singularity
No-thing-ness
The emptiness
Absoluteness
Pure awareness
Unmanifest
04-August-2020
When we first met it had seemed such a sure bet,
that it wasn't a bet at all.
It was visceral, a feeling originating from deep within.
If we were in the same room, or far away
it was as if we swallowed powerful magnets,
and were drawn to each other.
Felt like we had to be together.
Felt like we had to touch in some way.
My poems are like my memories
Some long, some brief, some rotten.
A few will last my lifetime
And some are best forgotten.
My memories of long ago
My poems of today
Are intertwined and so designed
They each have much to say.
Originating deep within,
Mind doesn’t know they’re there
Until some trigger brings them forth
My very soul to share.
BICHON FRISE
Bichon frise or is it curly lapdog you prefer?
Pray, do make it known
Descendant of a water spaniel originating in ancient times
In the Mediterranean area
Used as barter by sailors
Your solid white coat is silky profuse
Not silky confuse
I get it now
You are prized for your lively intelligence
And is usually groomed and trimmed
To give a “powder puff” appearance.
His skin, with the texture of gravel,
And the color of lava; he is The Rooster.
He possesses a look of determination,
Originating from the depths of his charcoal pupil.
At a first glance, a volcanic eruption is a fair comparison.
His eye is the sun, tinted with red, exploding with yellow.
The hairs, ever so fine, sparsely lay upon his face,
Almost setting boundary lines around his eye.
I tumble while staring into your eyes.
In hues fitting the month of December.
My wandering spirit is rekindled.
My frailties break down like puzzles.
Originating in the kindness of words.
Walk over frozen tears like a blizzard.
In echoes of the dazzling effect,
Winter nights attract seasonal sadness.
Building my own inner radiance.
Written: December 1St, 2022
In the shade, I shrivel
in flowering cactus
crafting sloppy verse
below the scraggly
exhausted moon
warm reverberations of love
originating in the Jade Garden
nerves jangling in my true being
the magnificent encounter
of how to melt
this iron reluctance
dreams can feel
most real than actual life
every day as I unseal my eyes.
Written: May 12, 2023
Money is no Motivator
Pride, not Salary motivates a man to be his best!
Rightly or wrongly others label us based on what they observe,
Or from dialog originating at the tongue of others;
If your efforts are slipshod at $15.00 an hour
They’ll remain that way at $50.00
Motivation comes from within; I can’t make you do anything,
But I am capable of making you wish you had.
Tom
Originating in the ‘Iron-Age’, they stand
as living history; a testament
to the craftsmanship of men of yore
built by hand, each stone
strategically placed one upon another
no mortar holds them, and yet
as our lands circulatory system
of boundaries
they’ve stood for centuries
arteries and veins of dry stone wall
flowing across the fields and hills
of the countryside
that is synonymous of rural England.
Walk softly and watch
The rite of Tanabata
taking away nebuta.
People write wishes
On paper strips tied to tree
Mostly to a bamboo tree
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Dt. 27-8-2013
This was my first poem after my comeback on the soup.
Contest: New Poem
9th place win
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*Tanabata (???, meaning "Evening of the seventh moon") is a Japanese star festival, originating from the Chinese Qixi Festival
** Nebuta meaning sleepiness
Morning
When you wake up each morning a
great start of
the day is a
glass of
amniotic fluid originating from
the womb of a
woman with a
baby or
babies inside her so
you can diagnose the likely abnormalities in the
foetus before they can be
abnormal. Possible side effects: part or
total memory loss, instant employment in
the public sector, parking tickets will
follow you around, stalk you, and
you’re voice box may turn to
static mode.
As I drift along the cosmos
taking eons for my thoughts to osmos.
Here’s an idea that might sound ALIEN,
just show some MOON to keep from failin.
Originating from a place called Ur-anus,
not a PLANET but designed to contain us.
Try converting your STUN GUN
to ignite the methane for fun.
You’re destined to be a galactic STAR,
by keeping those cheeks ajar.
If you try this poetic dictum
don’t explode or you’ll become a victim.
You need to arrive sans detonation
uncharred by self-immolation.