Short Signalled Poems
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A lady so much older than I
Deftly signalled a path from her thigh
Like a wrinkle in thyme
Something started to climb
Hmmph! I forgot to zip up my fly!
Mind doesn’t know where third eye is
Location signalled by bliss fizz
We alone feel, the soma flow
Scriptures but pose, a mind game quiz
Truths esoteric, if we’d know
Feel the central vein, all aglow
From root to crown, soundless thunder
Agamas known in stillness slow
14-January-2022
Baptised in an ethereal vibration,
in as a transfiguration of my soul,
subtle tingling of body cell’s gyration,
signalled intent to make my presence feel whole,
enabled by slow motion bliss serration,
cajoling me to make this game, my life’s goal,
so as ordained, with love and light thus ingrained,
my soul presence frolics in the void unchained.
The man in the elevator
(Or lift if you’re in the UK)
Was rather nice, the lady thought,
In a rugged sort of way.
He’d sprayed his face quite liberally
With a powerful after-shave.
The sort that made a lady
Want to mis-behave.
She thought she’d flutter her lashes
In a way that signalled ‘come hither’.
But wisely decided against it.
Her husband was in there with her.
as always,the cycle af night and day
produces weeks,month and seasons
the old year races fast
into the belly of a welcoming past
and a new one is speedily emerging
from the pregnant womb of the morning
as the seasonal cycle procedes
every sunrise brings a day anew
and its dawn signalled another day to renew
may each cycle of days bring you
joy,happiness and strenght to see you through
Your soul have signalled you feel better
So you could call, or message me
I check my box if there’s your letter
To realize again that sea
That lies between us, is too deep
The earth is bordered and too vast
And now of course, you need more sleep
Sleep heals from troubles, cleans the past
Sometimes your memory reminds
About me, but then again
Distraction comes, with all that binds
Yourself with things that still remain.
Love,our strongest passion afire
Once fanned,the embers of desire;
Half open,a sign,please wait for me,
Close to the left ear,an urgent plea-
Please,please wait for me.
Touched to full lips,an invite to kiss,
On a couch of imagined bliss;
Pressed shut to a cleavaged heart,this message
Let us never,ever part.
Fully open,slowly shut
Signalled a promise to be wed,
On which these courting expectations fed
Note: in days gone by, the fan was also an instrument of communication