Short Whirs Poems

The soul aches for
  what the mind demeans

While the heart weeps
  the brain whirs and spins...

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tingling spine
love aligned
throbbing thus

third eye whirs
Guru’s grace
purging fire

nameless one
rise here now
full of light

26-January-2023

Tricube...

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She whimpers and whirs
She banters and she b****es
Tired of my abuse
She’s exacting her revenge
This may be my last message…

Look! She just censored my second line! 
This is total b*****s, PC!! What the h......

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tip of nose vibrates
hum of bliss whirs
compelling focus
to make eye single
in time dissolved silence

magnetic pulsations
dance in the vibrant void
heart picks up by resonation 
the rhythm to which it is drawn
which then echoes in toroidal heart...

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A fervent fairy
In romantic dream
Holds a watering
Can, flitting over
Her daisy sweetheart.

Morning sunlight
Obscure bee whirs,
Round fair-haired face
Tease twinkle toes.

Mice clamor, 
Hedgehog rolls 
Heather blooms.

Weaving 
Spider

Hides.

1/6/2021...

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Little feet prance
On a hardwood floor
To music unheard,
Yet in the minds
Of insane poets
And rotting corpses.
The flesh speaks
And whispers
Words of false wisdom,
And remains within
The ornate tombs
Of murderers,
Where the mind
Still endlessly whirs.
Keep the coffin
Closed and sealed,
Or suffer a
Bittersweet ending,
My little one....

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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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aligned with spine
slow heat spreads 
radially in our back

third eye twinkles
the navel whirs
jugular notch throbs

orifice in fontanel 
expands to admit
grace as it in-pours

magnetised palms
poised to heal
hum with power

soles of feet
tuned in to the beat
ground us to Mother Earth 

as both Holy Spirit 
and organic form
we become the all...

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I am 
A curious seahorse
Of copper and evergreen
Skittering past
Gaping jaws
Of a killer whale

An angry crawdad
Clicking my 
Castanet claws
At sandaled toes 
Gliding by

A scrambled message
On a cellular phone
With whirs and clicks
Baffling the receiver
But concealing an SOS

To look into my 
Stained glass eyes
Is to see the quiver
Of an empty heart....

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As in the void we wingless fly,
stardust sparkles in our third eye,
orifice in fontanel whirs,
causing tremulous heart to sigh.

Divine magnetism within purrs
as flow of soma nectar stirs
polarities within our form,
infusing bliss when heart concurs.

Ascent begins when we conform
to God’s grace, fearless in the storm,
witnessing death of our ego,
paving way for soul to transform....

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It clicks and it whirs and it chunters,
This wonderful little machine,
As it takes and measures and grinds
Those marvellous little brown beans.
It hisses and it gurgles and it splutters
Then finally begins to pour
And just seconds later
A Kaffee Lang awaits once more,
Which just slips down the throat
So any morning muzziness slips away;
After such a fine coffee
Any man can face any day...

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In the garden
There grows a sesame rose.

And upon the skies,
Secretly the robin
Flies with the crows.

But with the whirs and whys,
A subtle red ribbon
Is complete with seven ties.

Upon the week,
Or a turning peek
Does one grow
And gentle does it compose.

Within the garden
A tie for your wool
Does a plant
Call for you, a fool.

To wonder when,
There is a rose
To and then,
Complete with prose....

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The sound of morning
mizzles,
brings laziness in my
half closed eyes,
the car engine whirs in
the garage that
awakens my senses,
while drones of the bees
and birds push me to stand up.


The hoots of the monkeys
in the woods,
with flying brilliant colors
of butterflies,
those mild touch of the
waft waves on the beach,
bring spectacular radiance
in the middle of my
emptiness.

A little paradise
that dumps the agitation;
and gives my body
a composure from lassitude....

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out of the mundane
an awe bit insane
fairy as it glows
twinkle little toes
yawning breadth then gone
before the rathe dawn
through empty cloisters
unseen wings hush whirs
it flutter back a tease
like an obscure bee
a blur in the blue 
glowing day it flew
their fair face round
bare all that surround
in the garden ground
curious glance it took
their glittering look
among ivy's deepest nook



10/29/2019

November Twinkle Fairy Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger...

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