Short Tabula Poems

Tabula Rasa?
    Locke to thank
I’ve come across a
    page that’s blank......

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Setting ground rules
Mind tabulates
Sorting rocks from emeralds
One day the sky breaks-
Tabula rasa!...

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In the 
Beginning 
Was the

WORD

Some say 
It was
Light

You may think
It was light
But light 

Is a word and so
When said thus
Became light

So a goddess poet was nothing
Until breath was spoken into 
And onto her dark empty

Tabula 
Rasa...

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forgetting how
to do this
i wake everyday
with a tabula rasa
an amnesia of how
to kiss

my lips since
have dried
and cracked
but dreams 
are truer than 
life's fiction

no need 
for lipstick
and you can
curl your tongue
don't wake me just
remind me what to do...

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This house is empty
without you
though you've never been
here to fill it.
I thought it would help
to find a place
you have never touched. 
But all I am has 
been touched 
by you and there is
nowhere to go. 
How can laughter echo 
through a place
it has never sounded?...

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Boredom,
Lack of Freedom
Tabula rasa gone
Counting countless days when I yawn
‘Dwell on!’

Blank slate
Where’s my big plate?
Need to satisfy him.
Just playing some games. Screw the gym.
‘Dwell on!’

Silence
No compliance
The void kissing my mind
While hugging me tight from behind
‘Dwell on!’...

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Decry and damn dualism,
  for what has it wrought?
Our delusion of soul
  of separation and isolation,
Minds endlessly abstracted
  by manipulating surmise

Let’s start again – tabula rasa,
  and let us close our eyes
To vanish into an emptiness –
  thence to emerge to the 
Singularity of All which is where 
  this began in the Beginning....

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.      blank page   
   this           I write
On
             my              
         thoughts
      and prayers.
     Tabula Rasa,   
    I wish to be    
    reborn.Hear  
    me ancient
     One,and 
      know
       of

     
      my

      
      love
   
   
      for
 
    
      You...

   


I've kept my promise,
don't keep Your distance...

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Tabula rasa, pristine way 
To start afresh each nascent day;
Turn your back on toils and troubles,
Spurn old struggles, burst their bubbles,
Cast off shackles, unfurl your wings, 
Free the puppet, cut off all strings, 
Lighten the load, write off the weight, 
Embrace each dawn with a blank slate. 

February 6, 2023

Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Contest:  Blank Slate...

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No, my child,

our soul is not a " tabula rasa" as some men of

learning want to make us believe


for


our Lord  has

written on her volumes of His wisdom, that life's

experience, helps us to retrieve!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
    27 January 2020


* Tabula rasa is the theory that our soul is a blank sheet of paper 
that our experience writes upon....

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‘
I have forgot whatever you knew.
A victim of grey matter - Tabula Rasa
You wander into my mind
slam the door behind -
run headlong into a brick wall.
My head hurts with emotionally empty
empathy.
O the humanity!
Strange just got scary
my hairless bonce just got hairy.
I think I can,
I know I can....puff, then poof.
Out of steam.
Good day to you
red-faced being
I never knew....

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Page upon daunting page;
Chaste white awaiting impression.
A vast archive, consisting only
Of untold stories,
And unsung songs.

From blank to blemished,
Vision must fill the void.
Meaning is born to idealism,
And to intellect.
Conception is the key.

Emaciation is only cured
When emancipation takes place.
Endless possibilites are written, 
Upon the blank slate.
Emptiness evokes evolution....

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TABULA RASA

A mystery, even to myself
I’m not an ogre nor an elf
Am I really a mouse that roared
My soul still remains unexplored

A mixture of thought and feelings
Matured somewhat in my dealings
Perhaps old wine that’s gently poured
My soul still remains unexplored

Enough of this hocus-pocus
I might suffer from poor focus
Yet when I looked down as I soared
My soul still remains unexplored...

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An indispensable beauty in the eyes of our Beholder
In the heart of one's innocence radiates its power
It stands  to what is right and represents holiness
In this colorful world, the only thing which balances

It’s the most essential  tool  in the world of a writer
To be filled up with  his ideas and moods that conquer
Resembled  to a tabula rasa, describing a child’s mind
Where ceaseless quest of knowledge is forever designed






 






Written: Oct.  16,2012...

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Fico com saudade de casa 
só de te ver.
O vazio da tábula rasa
pra aprender
e sair sem saber porque saio,
mas pode ser
já tá hora final do ensaio,
assim dizer,
o esboço, a preparação
para morrer
ou apenas a separação
com a mulher.

(port.) May be
I miss home just seeing you. To learn the void of a tabula rasa and to leave without knowing why I leave. But, may be, it's time for a final rehearsal, so to say, an outline, a preparation for death or just a breaking up with a woman....

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As the mind is tabula rasa
Runs into deep, deep into sleep-abyss
Enchanted by the wave
Unfasten by the speculum
Grip up a dust from nebula
Meridian air touch the hair
Again to prepare for a slumber
Down to the Caucacious mountain
The arrival of souls up there
To create a new lullaby
Mind is still taking an intercourse
With the unconscious
Travelling upper crest to sable abyss
Tears crawls from the corner of sleepy-eye
For pleasure?
For flatness?
Or blend of two side by side?...

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