Short Quanta Poems

Attention held in time quanta
As of our choosing

16-August-2020...

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Faça sempre o melhor

Faça o melhor neste momento
fique no melhor lugar
pronta 
para o próximo momento. 

Cuide de pensar assim
por uma semana 
e você ficará surpresa
com quanta riqueza te chega!...

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A ballerina's love; nirvana's truth..
Waltzing gentle swaying breeze
Soft her kalos moments tranquil 
Breast, her breast; ecliptic heart's
Quanta wrapped within these arms
Chrysalis joy their touch; she, the rose....

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A ballerina's love nirvana's truth....
Waltzing gentle swaying breeze; soft, her halo's 
Moments tranquil breast, her breast ? Ecliptic hearts quanta 
Wrapped within these arms chrysalis joy; their touch as she, the rose....

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one by one, as we join the dots
attention quanta, in small lots
relies on memory recall
both pleasant and fears that appall
flummoxed by life’s Gordian knots 

19-May-2023
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Bitsize Contest no 64 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line. Gauthier...

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life turns tables if not the tide ~ helps to bail death out over the side 

  when all life sinks death itself dies ~ quanta pours back in to fill the void 

    just to be clear what this implies ~ a universe needs death to reprise 


By
David Kavanagh...

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attention fixated in quanta of time
each packet a hypnotic trance
gluey friction inbuilt in duality
it's been fun but we're done

or so we imagine
as a subtle desire
mirroring aversion
signalling bondage

the rabbit hole goes in deep

04-November-2022...

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All That Was

That was shadow
that warmth on pink skin
your life your time
all that had been
your brilliance and flash
quanta of light
quaver of sound
struggle and fight
but now your photograph leaves
a mark on my wall
momentarily frozen
by the door in the hall...

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Humildade

Desde sempre
a humildade
nunca significa
reconhecer
o quanto podemos 
nos tornar importantes, 
e sim, ver 
quanta diferença 
podemos fazer
na vida 
de outras pessoas.

Procure o notável
em cada pessoa
e faça você
o melhor
mais e mais.

Consultora...

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Our attention bundled in quanta of time
Each continuum eternity
Upon our awakening the divine sublime 
Seeks loving connectivity 

Mark of our ascension may be self assessed
By our innate divine affinity
If we allow ourself to be by God repossessed 
Each breath holds entirety 

20-August-2020...

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 Smoke without fire

attention held in packets of time
each quanta a hypnotic trance
to live in it fully by immersion

thus choosing drop in awareness
why for should we not delight
upon waking up in the void

sans attachment, as a bliss mist
dwelling in but not of the world
ephemeral life is but smoke

19-January-2023...

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The continuità
Of thought quanta
A hypnotic trance
Marring innocence 

Soundless word
Double edged sword
Slave or master
As we choose to foster

Love distilled attention
Lower mind we jettison
Deep trance meditation 
Radiates bliss elation

Mode of being watchful
Co-creates each miracle
Bringing reality into being
As of our own choosing 

25-August-2020...

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Attention frozen in quanta of time
Fulcrum determining inner chime

No sooner we become an observer
Spontaneity is distorted by the doer

It is only in the continuum hypnotic
That we resonate with bliss eclectic 

Thus ascension is the recalibration
Of our core in unbroken meditation 

Imbibing impressions in continuance
In resonance with pristine innocence 

Once attention is awake in stillness 
We simply are is-ness of being-ness

08-August-2020...

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NOSTALGIA/MEMORIES

Ah quanta nostalgia
Ah what memories

Mentre tutto va
When everything’s going

Oltre I limiti della mia fantasia
Beyond your wildest dreams

Dove tutto e paradise se 
Where all is paradise

Giorni di liberta di festa
A day of freedom and celebration

La musica dolce suorna 
The sweet music plays 

Io pensavo e stato giusto
I thought it was right

Questa melodia
What melody

Passione 
Passion

Voli e brividi
Thrills and dreams

Tranquillita
Peace...

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That
we are
cognisant
at this moment,
within this matrix,
is all we are sure of,
since even if it’s a dream,
attention held in time quanta
embraces and releases life’s pulse,
being movement of objects in space-time.

Knowing that our awareness oscillates,
even dying out during deep sleep,
we should not exist, yet we do,
which compels us to infer,
that form is an object
and we are formless,
feeling by touch,
realm dual,
here and
now....

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