Short Sconce Poems

if love be soul’s sconce
why then’s our response
so inhibited
joy’s prohibited?...

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Loving embrace, our permanent response ~
For the void of oneness is our heart’s sconce

01-May-2022...

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May flame of awareness be held in love's sconce ~ 
Let's lighten heart's load by refining response

30-January-2023...

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those who have been to us callous
what toward them is our response 
do ripples scar our void-like stance
is compassion held in love’s sconce...

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this dream unfolds; why carry stress
whilst ensconced in divine caress
let nonchalant be our response
with love divine, our steadfast sconce
from path of truth, never digress 

26-October-2021...

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Erect spine is the sconce
And bliss is the love flame
Burning above the fontanel
An effervescence that is eternal
This being as it is, lower mind asks
How do we feel that that’s outside
The boundaries of feeble form

17-March-2023...

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Is love our sconce, dispersing joy
No animal cunning
Are we immune to ego’s ploy
In bliss mists, soul sunning

Negate ego’s posit
Love has no opposite 
Head and heart composite 

What’s our response
Is love our sconce

05-February-2022
Quietus ...

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holding onto last traces of ego 
we retain the form sconce that holds the flame
the light of Self we intimately know
dwelling here, love enablement its aim
whereafter our soul’s no longer the same 
with this goal in view, as bliss beats renew
we are on earth, a spirit passing through...

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Dreams hold secrets
That mindful eye ferrets
Measuring our reflex response
Wherein if love not our sturdy sconce
We may contemplate in waking state
In slowed down vibrations sedate
Employing free will to so erase
Pastures where desires graze

22-December-2021...

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A man's life can be as a candle starved for oxygen,
Barely illuminating it's sconce,
Or a lamp, with smutted globe, from untrimmed wick.
God's preference, however,
Is that we be as a lighthouse sat high on a hill,
A beacon, reaching out for all who are lost to see.
We need not choose, if our life, is in tune with Him....

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releasing completely the moments gone by
thus free from fetters of memory imagery
recalled only in a manner perfunctory
there is no cause for heart to sigh

nonchalant is movement of time 
held firm in the sconce of vast space
with no goals to chase, we invoke grace
transcending duality betwixt God’s bliss chime...

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an ethereal drill burrows 
deep within our third eye
bliss furrows burn the veil
liberating soul from mind

from a centreless fulcrum 
the gong of Om reverberates
dark voids within form fill
luminosity of aura expands 

seamless spine God’s implant
sconce holding erect energies
wherein toroidal heart oversees
the dance of polarities at play...

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Listen to poem:

*Image of Candle Masquerade by Pixabay.

Symphonic Sconce
(The Candle)

Seasoned succession
Sanctioned section
Soloist strings
Streaming satisfaction
Spirited sheathed
Solidly settles
Sustained symmetry
Stalwart stance
Stage set
Soft shades
Simulacrum sources
Spark stirs
Silhouette styles
Sparkling surfaces
Shining signature

2023 January 03

*Alliteration/Personification...

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. for public domain

What dreams we have in our sleep,
what consequence in our life,
unless they linger with us
through the day from our dark beds?

Let Memory call them forth
to be examined in light
of day near the River's wharf
where Time slows its endless might,

and the High declares, "Build here
your Temples, ancient and new.
Sconce their walls to light the pier,
and leave an account of you."...

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Flame of love holds steady in storm
Bliss it's sconce, God's magnetism warm
Vaporised presence, living light
What matters now, decaying form

Void centric view, spherical sight
Bliss cascading, to heart's delight
The play of life is but a game
Lamp of love shines within so bright

Entwining with God, soul's sole aim
Rapturous bliss, our claim to fame
We're thus in but not of the world 
Becoming That we cannot name

30-August-2022...

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Sweet and endearing
the supple honey of life's essence-
is found the soul,
of my beloved's embrace
existence 
laden in longing distress-
there's no mystery of our passion
if I must say
fully- I savor the warmth
of a woven scribe,
love within each sentiment 
of devotion
before the gazing eyes
of a burning sconce
that I might hold dear 
these words-
I love you
and no other shall I love.



Alfredo Gonzales
11/3/2024...

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a question was raised
but pure heart unfazed
forever tranquil 
had relinquished will
and so the response
held in bliss beat sconce 
was benign and kind
that souls be aligned
by feeling heartbeats
of unvoiced love bleats
making them soul’s own
and with love so hone
that boundaries blur
head and heart concur 
aboard God’s bliss boat
in joyous free float
wherein the question
ego did mention
now takes a backseat
heeding pure love’s tweet...

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Why is it we have the means to be nice,
  but often instead, we're as cold as ice?
Does our mind let loose from some hidden noose,
  secret thoughts that are of no good use?
Our words hang like an unlit sconce.
  Do I dare think of it, even once?
Our consciousness beckons like the rising sun,
  witnessed by us only, no other one.
Down! Like a hammer that does concuss,
  we awaken, alive, aptly conscious.


TLH  ©  05-24-2012

Word Game Contest...

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Free flowing spirit

Free flowing spirit
judges not merit,
as it simply tweets,
love and light bliss beats.

Each soul’s here to learn,
few are kind, most stern.
All is, as ordained.
Why for then be pained?

Some movies tragic,
whilst others, comic.
What is our response,
encased in love’s sconce?

Being by God breathed,
voice of conscience heed,
as this dream unfolds,
that our soul beholds.

31-July-2022...

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