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BEAUTY

BEAUTY

Between the fantastic
And the substantive
It is there we find
The mystic nature of Self
We weave dreams
And realization
On corporeal looms
To fashion cloth
Of cosmic imperfection
It is there we find
Beauty

Premium Member RANDOM CREATIVITY

RANDOM CREATIVITY.      
an
amative
    cadenced
conceptual
  capella

a
radical
 mechanist
       memento
to
   savour

stimulated
&
 serviceable
with
  substantive
silken 
symmetry
in
tense 
text
touchingly
  torn
,twilled, 


undeservingly
     unaware
&
vanquished
  by
wantonness

Premium Member oxandra

unsweet oxandra
drenched in a substantive pot
apotheosis


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 27–August 2, 2026)


Premium Member Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge July 27 toAugust 2, 2026

conceptual cadency can calmly context
my monarchist mineralogist motivated memento
norway neurologist needlessly noteworthy
preemptive price packaged port
retread reversion relaxin radical rider
savour serviceable servitude
substantive silken spinnaker spookily stimulated symmetry
touchingly tense text through their thanksgiving


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 27–August 2, 2026)

Premium Member Friendship's Crown

Does Nox hold sway where you sit or lay,
or stand blanketed in deep fog's clime?
Where perfectly proportioned physical deformity holds 
in substantive and coddled awe' sublime.   

Shrouded in shot from fusil's beautiful dark pall,  
far from heredity's nameless and shameless hall. 

We walked as friends, along a stoney ledge
talking of women and lofty soul's reprisal'd pledge.
Wore separate clothes, to separate mothers
we cling'd,
free of our father's shadow at last. 
    
Yet in time..
if your beliefs differ from mine
will you still call me brother?
We are so few since wreck and ruin,
should hate ever.,
take us away one another.

I'd never turn against, you have my word,
no matter the seizur'd absence of mind.
For it held strong our promised bond,
and for it, 
prefer neck to the sword.

No crowning achievement in sorrows my truth,
faithful friendship strong as any belief,
more than life it's a simple us I hold to.,
for w'out us there'd be no more we.

Premium Member Experimental

EXPERIMENTAL
assiduously
 obscure
yet
devoted
in
emphasis
but
constrained
by
chance
to
voluntary
  conscious
of
the possible
infinite
with
substantive

creative
&
unmistakable
in
resemblance
to
the unavoidable
reality of function

seemingly
  mindless
yet
integral
to
diverse
  reactions
compiled
&
eager
to accept
the challenge
of
progress


in
self contained
complexity
with
shifts
  of disruption

a rationale
already
accepted
by conditions


Poem To Augusto Dos Anjos

He was magnificent and Augustus
came from the multiplicity of ages
today's light, I actually appreciate
glowing ancient infant

              II
Made of carbon and poetry,
substrate, substantive rhyme
Lazio flower, and gemstone
symbiosis of pain and magic...

               III

Dying of sane intelligence
portal of shadow and agony,
Semi-trapped sparkle

                IV

Impetuous undammed river
suppressed vortex vitality
that the estuary of life declines...

Change

most substantive time
  the verb becomes adjective...
       in abstract instant

Premium Member Dedications the Open Form

DEDICATIONS
complex
patterns
a
dedicated
 resource
to
provide
insight
  &creative vision
ever-shifting
in
literary
 convention

expedient
discourse
made manifest
in
 an
open ended

 speculation
of
meditativeof
 thought
a
 substantive
 unity
of
ineffablea
truths
 preserved
in
an
 elaborate
 detailing

mores
steeped
by
fracta
 raggedness
interrupts
this
itinerary
with
an
improvised
response

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.

Spinoza

Inside the keepers pantry
Spinoza can look into any lenses
Our lives have changed since then
as the chaff of wheats trail
Tells us truth is neigh
as it shimmers with the dust
as we guide our silent prayers
to Gods substantive creation.

Premium Member Cremation

I stay close to home these days,
my roaming needs seeming to
expire with age, finding more
of what I need in the Silence
of packing; of course, this 
worn-out body is far too cumbersome
to even contemplate wanting – like
frayed clothing, now best for rags;
like empty cans for the recyclable:
I wonder how Earth will handle
my re-purposing?~as for my poetry,
will my works know future lips? Be
Whispered and sung, inspiring others
fancying fireside light and chat, within
the warmth of flickering, yet mysterious 
shadows? Or will my words, unceremoniously
settle like bird droppings on tombstones, 
surrounded by laurels of weeds, a forgotten 
chapter? That settles it, I will opt for cremation!
Leaving tombstones and graves for
most politicians, TV Evangelists, and 
Movie-stars, needing their world
monuments where the Devil will
easily find them for substantive
reunions....

Premium Member Close Encounters of the Best Kind

*Image of Winners of Connecting by Pixabay

Close Encounters of the Best Kind

Anon celebrations plumb us adjusts,
preceding months were more compatible,
familial presence friends superfluous,
plain chat wheedles a bit less fragmental,
pooled consciousness markup valuable,
fruitful homily affect harmony,
ripes present blooms extended courtesy,
besieged turkey banquet crowds Christmas trees,
stanch observance occasions normalcy,
camaraderie and oneness appease.

Tis the choice of annuals hails bonus,
each control themselves appropriately,
contrasts ne'er build or they'd be a Jonas,
dovetail twirls a sensitive filigree,
our kindred tree naught a Genesis tree,
naught muddled rundowns so microscopic,
yarns curled scripts that were kaleidoscopic,
ensnared eyes courteous ears learn the spiels,
showpiece manifest substantive topic,
closing in prayer banks where heaven deals.

2021 November 03

Premium Member The Shape Of Water

Try to wrap your mind around a gust of wind,
a rainbow, or the shape of water.
Let your thoughts swim in a pool of imagination,
and dive into the depths of the abstract;
letting it help you understand what defies definition.

You can inhale a breath of air
and feel the wind on your face.
But can you describe its shape?
The wind, although tactile, is invisible;
and it's constantly transforming itself.

You can envision a rainbow arched across the sky,
and yet, it's ethereal, without mass or weight.
It's a magical illusion, composed of water and light,
that only appears to be substantive.

You can see, smell, feel, and taste water;
even observe its transformation into clouds and ice.
But can you describe 
or sculpt water based on its shape?
Our mind connects all the missing dots
that make sense of this phantasmagorical world;
letting us contemplate the shape of water.

Premium Member Cold Cocked Curse

Slinking silently through the night
on tiny tipped toes, claws withdrawn.
He mustn’t sleep until daylight’s dawn,
prudently prowls, avoiding light.

Clever, cunning crones craft a spell
to purloin his priceless powers,
control them in Eve’s evil hours,
condemn powerless prey to Hell.

Hither, fine ferocious feline.
Soulfully sing your sacred song.
Whiskers hoary, lavishly long
subtle signs of ancient bloodline.

He will not succumb to witches
who wish to control, to command.
Here he makes a substantive stand
to thwart wicked witches’ wishes. 

Cruel claws render stinging slashes
slitting through wrinkled, withered skin.
They shrilly shriek their dying din,
melting ghoulish, gray-green ashes.

Gateway To a New Morrow

Calamities come, nudge humans to pull
Apart from past, to forge their world anew,
A golden move of an olden life school--
A gateway from old world to skies all blue;
If geography wills history to repeat
That, earth gets her youth lost in hundred years,
If mankind makes her mind new world to greet,
No greener fronds might flash to wipe our fears.
Hope, man chooses to walk through this gateway
Leaving skeletons of the past aside,
All prejudice, hatred, vultures' greed grey,
All dead ideas on grandeur growth beside,
  If only man sticks to the old adage-
  Of walking light with Spartan life's luggage!

__________________________________________
Historically big pandemics have happened with a span of hundred years.
Nearly hundred years prior to Corona virus world suffered Spanish flu.
Before that, there was a plague and huge chunk of life was wiped out.
As a silver line, world always saw some substantive change for the better.
This calamity also can be viewed as an opportunity to change.
And change for a better tomorrow , if only....

Sonnets l 16.09.2020 l

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