Short Transmuting Poems

Transmuting the past 
denying the future
Reliving the moment
— time after time

(The New Room: March, 2024) 
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red bar
triangular table transmuting itself
happened at noon tomorrow

last morning
an old man's corpse bellow it
was in the ground...

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bliss imbibed
assimilated 
over time 
vaporises
the seeker
who sought
who becomes
the flame itself
thus transmuting
organic body-mind...

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the tenth door pulsates
boding well for soul’s ascent
even though we are in surrender
seeking nothing save caress divine
transmuting decaying form made of dust...

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the caterpillar alone knows
how soma nectar flows
transmuting form
by bliss warm

heart pines 
chrysalis confines
life battle by us waged
knows soul cannot be caged...

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My grandfather’s rocking chair induces,
bliss magnetism to become manifest, 
as vibrations from ancestors borrowed,
transmuting this feeble organic form,
into God’s sublime ethereal light.

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Think not, oh lama, simply feel
How love divine, each node does heal
Transmuting soul in waves of bliss
Akin to a lingering kiss 
Infusing in heart, zest and zeal

11-February-2022...

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We are spoon-fed by touch divine,
transmuting body-mind,
orchestrated by God’s design,
for those with love aligned.

As such, without excuse,
it’s up to us to choose,
the flavour of our muse.

By bliss beats led ~
We are spoon-fed...

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Bonded by nature,
one and all the same
in this play of life;
a performance of
miraculous bliss.

spiritual
harmonic souls,
ease into one;
horse and rider

Respecting
energies,
transmuting...

one mind,
one spirit

One.



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Bliss bursts
forth in fullness,
felt as spasms of delight,
ever present humming current
commencing the flow of soma nectar,
transmuting us as living light,
here and now in this form;
floodgates open,
bliss bursts!

26-February-2022...

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How fickle are the humors of the heart,
capricious and of alternating hue,
a masked chameleon of cunning art;
transmuting colours often hid from view.

11.10.20


An excerpt from my poem ' Colours of the heart'

Rithimus Divisa Poetry Contest
sponsored by Gregory Barden...

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Flickering flame, steadied by love
Transmuting consciousness 
Baptised in the stream from above
Unbroken awareness

Bliss transfixed attention
Is our meditation 
Heart’s orientation 

Ego urge tame
Flickering flame

02-February-2022
Quietus ...

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searing bliss heat
burns steadily
transmuting form

there is no one here
who may resist
and identity that was
delighting in the dance
vaporises in the flame

spirit asks
where’s the fun
if there’s no reaction
the audience now on stage 

what more could God want
except to begin again...

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Dancing in the rain, bliss throbs spear
Fabric of innocence 
We choose joy so that God draws near
In full luminescence 

Liken life to a dream
Where myriad forms stream
Become then, love sunbeam

Transmuting our pain
Dancing in the rain

01-November-2021
Quietus ...

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our aversion
forged a bond
exerting a pull
magnetic

trauma bonding thus
in time we became
the object we disliked 
now stalking our soul

love however
is our lifeline
for it dissolves
all opposites

love employs no force
it is a soothing caress
healing and transmuting
the very core of our being...

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the aspect of us
resident in form
in mood acceptant 
allows bliss to burn
residual delusion

searing magnetic heat
currents cool and warm
mingle with pheromones 
soma nectar sublime
transmuting mind-body

in the in-between stage
we glimpse the heavens
whilst yet in this vessel
a bilocation of sorts
viewed from the chrysalis...

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There’s no way to mistake influx of God’s grace,
that suffuses feeble form from head to toe,
transmuting body cells at a steady pace,
an epiphany of which we alone know.
In truth however, we are both this and that,
so if we freeze time in this instant we’re at,
we are certain to embody divine bliss,
whereupon like monks we exclaim, ‘I am this!’...

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God’s got our back
Literally 
Our erect spine
Bliss enlivened 
Caress divine
Is but His grace
At play within
Transmuting form
Open secret
We alone know
Though we may share
No one can pair
Or comprehend
What we imbibe
Touch intimate
That doth elate
By day and night
Divine Mother
Kundalini 
Holy Spirit
Empowering 

24-December-2022...

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God’s magnetism heightens at the fontanel
but because we have now become receptive,
we remain in staid stillness in body shell,
sidestepping each of ego’s fears deceptive,
encouraging divine mists of bliss to swell,
vaporised presence remaining attentive,
to the flame divine that in each cell does burn,
transmuting us as light in mind-body urn....

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innumerable light strobes illumined
all at once with bliss magnetism 
surreal transcendental joy 
immanent within form
as an epiphany 
delighting
heart 

destiny
fast forwards
holding promise
of grace so embodying
the light of a thousand suns
transmuting this organic mind-body
into its true essence as eternal living light...

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feeling the trigger points
of bliss electricity within
the aspect of us in form
delights at the offering
whist the aspect formless
witnesses the play in stillness 

the flame is an exultation
of ignition renewal continual 
as such egoless and genderless
being simply divine energy
expressing itself in body-mind
transmuting dust as living light...

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of its own accord
hollowed out third eye
whirs with bliss spurred vigour
taking the head ovoid along
as toroidal spiritual heart
beholds the spectacle 

space itself yields
to shimmering white light
self-existent, pervading the all
centred everywhere at once
 transmuting feeble form
defying delineation

01-January-2023...

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though our form decays
bliss borne rapture stays 
current magnetic ~
our heart’s ecstatic

mind connects the dots
in narrow thought slots
but being aware
we do not dwell there

soma nectar flows
luminescence grows
simply being still
bending to God’s will

there’s nothing we do
as bliss beats renew
transmuting our soul
that thus we feel whole...

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Wherefrom arises will and steadfast resolve, 
in this body apparatus made of dust
and if we’re not this form, who does evolve,
given that body-mind will return to earth’s crust,
perhaps a jigsaw puzzle mind cannot solve,
as we yet labour shifting toward pathways just?
Rotating polarity, the truth is known,
upon transmuting as love and light full blown....

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day or night
bliss tingle rises
divine magnetism 
delights and surprises

a gentle breeze
caresses third eye
we feel toroidal heart
with deep gratitude sigh

magnetic heat peaks
transmuting feeble form
we are a humble receptor 
witnessing this benign storm

alone but not lonely
one with the universe
eternity renews life pulse
without any need to rehearse...

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