Short Recognised Poems

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Weasel

The sneaky, slinky weasel
Is weaselly recognised … 

But stoats are stoatily different … 
They’re ermine in disguise!
Form: Epigram


Ribs

Ribs

My right and left detestable ribs aren’t 
recognised as 
meeting required standards as 
stated by 
Miss Certify.

Premium Member FONDISTA duchamps schwitters

FOUNDISTA 
disparate
   ready-mades
detrius
  &
   castoffs
coming-to-hand
recognised
   aethethetically
uniquely
  collaged
by
 anothers
      eye
art
Form: Didactic

Premium Member Zen mode

fontanel pulsates
toroidal heart sings
the guru chakra speaks
in strobes of silence 

the signs are there
the mark is etched
recognised by those
who have eyes that see

Premium Member Big Loss

upset of not being
     he was recognised by most,
   he died, he conquered

          empty hearts he filled
     with rich words and knowledges
   beyond a life's match
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Bell Type Is Here Yeah

Listen to poem:
well at last after delay bell poem form is here recognised as new poem type and so give it a go, in shape and mode remembering to add clangor clapper ding

I Wonder

When a brother harvest on a brother's pain,
when a fellow human smile at another human's slide,
how much is enough to feed one's pride?,
how much is recognised as real pain?,
I wonder.
cry

Premium Member Small Miracles

small bird evading predator recognised me as its saviour taking shelter between my feet happen-chance soul uplifting, sweet Gods miracles make us humbler 19-July-2021
Form: Quintilla

Premium Member Zen mode

having recognised light of Self
renewing itself in itself
truth of being takes centre stage 
flame without smoke in heart does rage
breath by breath embodied in form
as we remain poised in the storm
Form: Lay

Premium Member Zen Mode

one with breath
flowing into form
feeling bliss beats

one with breath
moving into space
where peace pervades

at breath flow pause 
shimmering living light
recognised by inner sight 

15-December-2022

Premium Member Clerihew Twombly

Cy Twombly Lexington's artistic ace
was obsessed by mission Apollo in space
random swirls& scribbles was his style*
so so recognised as a art profile

*https://www.nga.gov/collection/art-object-page.93392.html
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Zen Mode

differentiated perception sees chaos in as interpreted by lower mind which when we relinquish is seen as pulse of life displaying sacred geometry noumena and phenomena weaved recognised when our eye becomes single

Against All the Odds

You took courage, you went strong
And above all, you faced the reality 
you directed your eyes to the storm
Now you are recognised
The true wailer
Against all the odds
You had enough wailing
People calling the gods
You remained silence

Premium Member Limerick: Once a Pregnant Teen Saw a Barrister

Limerick : Once a pregnant Teen saw a Barrister

Once a pregnant Teen saw a Barrister
Thought she recognised the future Father
So she set him a trap
He rushed into her lap
Now she’s stuck with Twins, says Solicitor.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013
© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Zen mode

fragments of the indivisible whole each module develops an ego it is illusionary of course yet difficult to let go in time we get to know all that is, is the Self aglow luminous and in ineffable peace recognised in tranquil stillness slow
Form: Rhyme

Irreplaceable

I recognised!
In that day,
The moment I saw you,
Led my eyes on you,
For the first time,
In that alley,
That I remember like yesterday, 
Standing like an angel...
In the middle of a crowd,
That you are...
Still...
Perhaps!
And remain,
Forever!
Irreplaceable!
© Siham Aka  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Zen mode

we were asleep
now we are partly awake
with living light of Self known 
yet final assimilation awaits
for awakening full blown

the coordinates are recognised
accepting work in progress
presence calm like a lake
in time stretched silence waits
for God’s benign touch to awake
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member DISCOVERY

contemporary
  hybrid
experiments

a
   convenient 
starting- point
  revitalised 
uncertainty 
  flexibility
    overlooked

originality 
   recognised 
prioritised
patterns
  prevail

      the
sporadic 
   intervals
dissolve
&
    reform

         Isolated

Insert Something Cliche Here, Please'

The crocodiles teeth,
They n'awed into me
And tore me up limb by limb,

But I am not dead, nor alive
I'm a vision, a spiritual surprise!

A woman who bleeds from the eyes
For justice, and not to be criticized! 

Do you understand that
even ghosts have to be remembered?
To be Recognised!

Premium Member Waking up from trance

burdened wandering among negative energies
although for the most part they impacted him not
he searched in vain for that elusive elixir of love
resonating at a frequency matching his own

poised in stillness, he exited the lucid dream
recognised all as one, as thoughts he did stream

Premium Member Ego and Self

Ego is the sense of separation,
identified with the body and mind,
thus feeling distanced from God’s creation,
from the source of love and light, misaligned
but as a child, joyful, loving and kind,
the truth of our Self is then recognised,
with the light that lights all lights realised.

Jonson's Ghost

The inn had gone to waste: I’d sold it off in haste.
Awaking in the gloom, as orbs lit up the room,
I recognised the ghost of Jonson, the old host.
I said, ‘I thought you’d come’ - and poured myself a rum.
He shouted, ‘Hey, you louse, how dare you sell MY house!’

Internal rhyme/slant rhyme
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Zen mode

what once used to stress us, no longer does
body-mind is now instrumentalised
tranquil heart’s at peace, filled with love’s bliss buzz
life as impulsed is neither weighed nor sized
and with truth of Self within recognised
as both this form and vastness of the sky
we surf the bardo, where we wingless fly

Premium Member Quats Going Down

Theres qanon and lgbtq blm its quite a stew
I note the second i mention above have added
A plus sign that makes me buzz ! for it really
Speaks to me as i am hestro + i may get 
recognised
With lots of fuss' take heart out there all who
Are like me  we are still relevant according to
Such descriptivity '
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ulladu Narpadu Addendum 60

When ego is erased, what then remains,
save light of Self, which is the same as God,
so discard oh hermit, all thought form chains,
giving the potent force of love heart’s nod,
that in time our frigid heart may be thawed,
for it is within heart that God does dwell,
recognised when all our desires we quell.

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