Short Spearing Poems
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A Jewel
A jewel among
Ten thousand tears
One raindrop clear
One drop among a host
Which sends
A spearing shaft
Of purest crystal light
The low shine
Of a winter’s sun
Suspended in a liquid lens
On the leafless thorn.
A moment ago,
in a flicker of pique,
with a wave of the hand,
I dispersed them.
Glorious birds,
now they are back,
gold talons wrapped,
roosting.
Glorious birds,
high on a wire,
spearing the nits
in their feathers.
Donal Mahoney
A tilt off the sand
unfolding of the mast
water beats her in the wind
her footprints left in the surf
the seagull's scavenging
shells lay still in stillbirth
sailing
spearing
seaweed
A tilt off the sand —
the seagull's scavenging,
seaweed
Blackbirds
A moment ago,
in a flicker of pique,
with a wave of the hand,
I dispersed them.
Glorious birds,
now they are back,
gold talons wrapped,
roosting.
Glorious birds,
high on a wire,
spearing the nits
in their feathers.
Donal Mahoney
Form:
Heed love’s voice, conscience whispering
Else flounder in darkness
Pure of heart feel bliss throbs spearing
Aligned with That oneness
Ego stalks us in stealth
Yielding dwindles soul’s health
Love divine, our sole wealth
There’s no choice
Heed love’s voice
04-March-2022
Quietus
Injured by an ice cube
'Tis hard to comprehend,
removal from it's tray
a spike of ice extends.
This dagger like stalagmite
did pierce my very skin,
a chilling site, believe me,
and much to my chagrin!
Some blood did run, yet briefly,
a smallish wound you see,
same ice that did the spearing
I used for healing me!
Heat on the door, windows airless,
Obsessive heat.
Inching blandness in sorrow soaked.
Prism of light spearing through our town
Filled with hope.
A lingering ghost stays on.
Hungry repetition, happened, been and gone.
So slowly, interest fading
To a daylight breaking
For that moment,
By a candle bare,
On rosewood eyes you shine.
A steady toroidal force field
manifests, to which we so yield,
looking without interfering,
wondrous at bliss currents spearing
nodes within form, as of God’s will,
making easy ascent uphill,
enabled by love’s magnetism,
felt distinctly in body prism,
thus fixating our attention,
in unending meditation.
30-July-2022
I have never tasted your full lips,
which lack a moisturizing tip.
Yet, I somehow feel as if I have.
I watched you break that fresh loaf of bread, and you said to me,
“You are welcome.”
Somehow, I could have tasted
and smelled the freshness of that small piece you offered.
I felt nourished.
Your spearing eyes, your youthful appearances
A love like ours will be forever,
My soul is in Accra.
I step up
the open door awaits
sights appear in front
canvassed blue is what I see..
Into it .. I jump..
and drop
spearing
spiraling
careering
head first
into the unknown
trekking down
at blistering speeds
Where I wake up..
and spread my arms,
birthing wings
with sturdy legs
as my quest begins
and I am full of wonder..
for the moment comes,
the clock ticks,
and like a bird,
I begin to fly.
The jumbled musings of a broken spirit
Reaching out to be heard, but shoved aside
Focusing, but not paying attention
Lost in the maze of emotions
Trapped in the maze of emotions
Trapped in a network of disconnected thoughts
Crippled in pain
Will it ever morph into a new reality
Will it ever start making sense
For now, I remain in the darkness
With intermittent rays of sunshine spearing through my soul
As I wait for endless harmony
I was baptized with a sacred immunity;
yours: the futile spearing
at my crocodile bone
at my rock-built shell!
it shall a sorry fate be:
as a melting terminal wind!
a toad journeys not at noon in vain,
a tortoise was not made a sage in vain;
keep those flames of your laughters;
keep your tears from me
& that load of rude flamboyance:
your tankers of majesty;
keep them from my forge
in keeping yourself safe!
I am of the two worlds?
Form: