CHANGING EXPRESSIONS
simple
sublimated
dilemmas
in
essence
reflective
introverted
emitted
&
misunderstood
heightened
passion
attract
contradictions
underline
mutal
helplessness
bewildered
tendencies
to
remain
reserved
&unfulfilled
feelings
of
belongingy
INNERMOST METAPHORS
confiscation
truthfulness
&
unflinching
beginnings
laying
bare
a vulnerable
consciousness
to
exposed
gestures
of
devotion
to
creativity
sublimated
ambiguous
interpreted
fragments
perceived
insights
of
innocence
measurable
but
unreconciled
discernible
personified
opposites
differentials
subtle
equivalence
in
vague
unexplained
suppositions
Fear of the Outsider, the interloper, the alien
Is as old as humanity itself.
Xenophobia doesn’t just apply to someone foreign
And “not like us”,
It applies to anyone who may threaten
Our way of life, the status quo, the norm
And way “it’s always been.”
From local bar to climbing crag, surfing beach,
Ghetto corner, and Union shop floor,
The locals, sometimes multigenerational deep,
Tend to claim their turf
With the worst of human qualities;
Fear and loathing
Sublimated into snide ostracism,
Backstabbing gossip and withering looks
If not fully expressed with seething hate
Slander, bullying and assault.
Meanwhile life goes on for the Xeno
Head down, eyes averted, pathways diverted,
While in their heart
They recognize the love their haters have
For their cherished way of life and ground
Is not exclusive
And no different from their own.
(9/6/25)
The political biochemistry of triumphs and defeats
Lives its spasmodic life
Consisting of precious milliseconds,
Precise calculations and brutal muscle power.
But this bodily activity
Doesn't mean a thing
Without the reports, the flags, the anthems, the politics of international relations,
Without the sensational exposures,
regularly supplied by biologists.
And what is left for those who are not involved in the world of national vanities,
A world of deadly grudges and the will to win,
A world of flag-waving and sublimated hatred, even in those who imagine themselves observers?
None of the above, actually.
Our victories have long since been converted into ordinary days.
When half an hour passes in ten minutes
And evenings linger until dawns
For no apparent reason.
the lake where they hid
a memory
their song
sublimated
a cattail beaten
remnants taken by wind
a semi roars past
someone calls progress
someone says
ninety percent chance of rain
someone says
dance barefoot through puddles
a murder of crows shadows skies
someone looks to the sun
the sun reflects
faceless waters
TRY FAIL BETTER
doubtless
fragile
in
quiet originality
of
sublimated energy
so redolent
eternal
anguish
elegant
surreal
agonising
challenges
of abstract
concepts
conviction
ineffable
interest
remorseless
the
impossible
complicated
self-absorbing
exploring
the
unshakeable
bonds
of
fascination
enlivened
by
sightings
so much
larger
than life
prodigious
in
appearance
disarmingly
palpable
in
ironic
intimacy
concepts suggest preferences
but the truth is unapologetic
manifesting within form
magnetic electricity
which we receive
with gratitude
and yet
our identity
is disconcerted
at the transmutation
and so ego creates a ripple
recognised, cajoled, sublimated
to align its stirrings with divine will
“There are many "cures" for depression, some of them are drugs from a pharmacist, and others are creation by a loving God.”
Earth life being about feeling contrast,
along with joy, we experience pain,
which if sublimated, cleanses soul’s stain
and so although destiny’s die is cast,
dwelling not on transience, that does not last,
in the womb of love, fears to rest are lain
and embracing life, we dance in the rain,
seeing no cause, to fly our flag half-mast.
Breath by breath, grace of God in heart aflame,
vibrant soul frolics in the void carefree,
accepting gracefully, both highs and lows,
recognising earth life as but a game,
wherein when with pulse of love we agree,
our heart in repose, strikes a blissful pose.
Life is the epithet of unique existence,
the construct of divine elements almighty designs
with the heavenly essence suffused
in the coalesced trinity of body, mind and soul.
Trying to get released from the egoistic clasp
of karmic destiny, leading to loss of the sense of self,
the perception of the pervading divine conscience
transcends the space-time limits for inward journey.
Beneath the convolute layers of the clouded mind,
at its inner depth soul perceives the awareness dawn,
creating the holy linkage with the absolute,
and comprehends the meaning of existence.
As the divine lotus serenely unfurls within
with the perception of His endowment of nirvana,
beautifies the sublimated life with heavenly adornment,
the supreme then assimilates the undying soul.
Devoid of the body and with the acquired intelligence,
the liberated soul transcends the mortal existence,
reaches the realm of eternity to realign
with divine consciousness for which we are here.
fantastic pink clouds
verse has been sublimated~
in heavenly place
Written: February 19, 2023
INTROSPECTION
reiterated &continous
an outpouring
to enhance trope
vetted &sublimated
exemplifies
an alterego
of
provenance&
credence
timeframed
in succinct
ironic layers
complementary
in
a relentless
genre
perennial
&
implicit
in practice
paralleled &
morphed
into sparse lines
relaxed &
intimate
as
visual statements
of solitude mode
yet
isolated
chimes
with self signature
&
is self streamed
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
CALM CONTEMPLATION
distilled
abstracted
contrasted
evenly spaced
in
patches of
the contemporary
with
narratives sublimated
&yearning
encouraged
majestically
orchestrated
delineated progressively
explored
enticing
suggesting the melancholy
&solitude
begone
forever
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Copyright © Brian Strand | Yea
Looking at the page of the book
I got to know where our tears went;
were vaporized in the air
Sublimated to be white crystals and snowed;
On a dim stage
These snows were transformed into human figures;
Dancing lightly and solemnly
In a ceremony of purification;
The universe
Wished all the tears of sadness to vanish away;
Wished all the tears sublimated and
All hope for the happiness is heard;
Appreciating the encounter with their dance
I stepped forward
A miracle appears
in your eyes,
Every time that
you smile...
your smile is
a prodigy of
happiness that
is done in me...
it's a revelation
of love !
My heart
sing inside
upon receiving this
meaningful message...
It's an omen coming
on the wings of the wind...
and he comes himself
check your smile...
Fins out that when
you smile, me, the sun, and
the wind we are
spectators
stunned, dumb
of this divine moment
Of the ancestral crystals,
the spirit is outlined in
shapes and contours ...
Asleep ore,
so it begins.
Circumscribed to vegetable
dreams of the future ...
Almost dreams then
plant ... yearns
animal ...
Animal wakes up ... retarded
but rational ...
So we arrived
for debugging ...
So living, passing,
coming and going ...
For one day to conquer,
to continue conquering ...
To be finally sublimated
in angels .. on the way
forth the light...!
Suggested song
the light - Donovan
https://youtu.be/wa5u2KuYN_k
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