Short Wellsprings Poems
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Everson Cleverson
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Seeker of truth from the
Marrow within
Transcendent acumen
serendipitously
Roused from the soul, sacred
Journeys begin
13 Jan 2021
As you would, with angel wings
Immerse in this fact.
Yours are precious lives; wellsprings
Bright and clear of Love.
High or low, spurting active
Angelic -the same!
Rainbows, Heaven-reflective
Light the skies above.
Artistic Brushes Create Desire, Exotic, Flourishing Glory, Horizons Intertwined, Jazzy, kind, Lovely Masterpiece, Nourishing Our Presence, Quilted, Renewed, Satisfied, Totally Unified, Victorious Wellsprings, Xanadu, Youthful Zoetic.
By: sabina Nicole
written 10/30/11
contest: abc
Listen to poem:
Flaws and foibles, dents and blots,
all viewed as quirky, cute and nice,
are mere trifles, that makes us lovable.
How quickly the tide can change,
when sensibilities, foil those foibles
into scruples, qualms, faults and vice,
up-welling into wellsprings
of misery and strife.
Alabaster beauty caressed delightfully.
Excruciatingly flirtatious gentle hands, incite jubilant kisses.
Luxuriant moans naughtily offend pedestrians.
Quieter rumblings satiate trembling urges.
Vanquished wellsprings xeriscape yearning’s zealousness.
**19 Sep 2015**
Green twigs drip late into the day,
birdsongs bloom from the windblown.
Soft are the veins that leach from new leaf.
Sweet the prodigal sap that seeps.
Earthworms salt and curl in the opulent swirl,
swell in the muddy and proclaiming.
Full are the snuggery wombs.
Full the burgeoning buds.
Fulsome the wellsprings,
the green hush of new awakenings.
Listen to poem:
Water gives -
Troubled waters to wade,
Holy Rivers to bathe,
Break of waters, for birth and re-birth,
Font for sprinkles and signs made,
Medium and milieu for Chi,
Steep of leaves for tea,
Drinks to receive,
Washes to revive, relieve,
Rains to come,
Wells to fill,
Thirst to quench,
From wellsprings of water,
Forever distilled, wet
With the Spiritual
Everlasting!
But where is He going we can't understand ?
While tears of sadness, filled their babies eyes...
Quite became the night; precious heart's not knowing
Dreams in silence still stirring aside, this breath ? Beauty
Walking atop her waters manna from heaven; remembering
Unless one eats My flesh as drinks My blood, they have no life in them ? Words..
Deep wellsprings flowing brooks let the dead bury their dead ? Anathema Maranatha.
Form:
within the aspects of our being
Within the aspects of our being
Thirsty in the desert
Alone within our aloneness
For seeing eyes veiled within
The darkened rain
Ravaged in its restoration
Memories bound
Conditions turn
Existing open hearts
With our open minds
To brightened days ahead
To see the thousand wellsprings
Open up as clouded eyes again
Trampled grass beneath our feet
Springs back again in
all its new beginnings