encountered in the experiential
draft to drift and incidental
tangled shoelaces, untamed minds
delve and tease, see what we find
divine direction, you are the flow
gather me up, I wish to go
no back up if lose all trace
I'm unabashed by what we chase
curl and spiral, wrap me in reeds
submerge, nurture, sow the seeds
overcome and utterly entrance
thrill by thrill a delicate dance
I see your thoughts, you see through me
evaporation the lock and the key
I'm safe, you're sound, the code is stored
of tangents as yet unexplored
some absolutes as we lay spent
minds opened though nil bad intent
capacity is judge and jury
no will or blame or complex stories
who you are is who you might be
the disillusion is that we're free
My ears are sealed, forever bound by quiet/
A world of stillness, no sound can riot/
Yet my mind pulses, alive and aware/
With whispers and images you unknowingly share/
Every thought, unspoken and raw/
Every dream, every flaw/
They flow to me, a bittersweet stream/
Of joys, of sorrows, of hope, of esteem/
Your words, unuttered, cut me deep/
Your judgements linger, wounds that seep/
I yearn to mend the hate that you keep/
To wake the love in hearts asleep/
I see your regrets, the burdens you bear/
I glimpse the pain beneath the glare/
Life's weight is heavy, this much is true/
But why place that pain on me too/
For though I live in silence stark/
My soul is tender, it feels each mark/
So spare your scorn, your anger untamed/
There's kindness in you, don't leave it unnamed/
She was alone in Space
Listening to music
In between worlds
Pining for the Space Keeper
And his clones, too
She distracts me
I’m not ready for Mars
Robbing a 7/11 to get this out of my head
I’ll be in jail
You’ll be on a rocket
Telepathy lives on
I’m publishing my poetry telepathically today.
So, if you think of a particularly clever rhyme today - it was me.
Some times it's difficult to rhyme.
We are living in a interesting time.
Putin's war which won't relent,
nor will our "telepathic" ex-President..
Covid still making people sick.
Our information stolen with a click...
After watching the news, our economy
is going down the tubes..
Shortages in the food chain and here
comes another hurricane...
People scramble to our borders, so
stay at home and count you're quarters...
I’m a schizophrenic person,
A telepathic one at that,
And all my thoughts I send to you,
And they’re all a bit abstract,
Strange thoughts to odd and unique,
In a wonderful world of mad,
These are the contrasting thoughts I’ve thought,
The little thoughts I’ve had,
And they are that people talk of me,
I hear voices in my head,
And I know that I have special powers,
Hearing thoughts of thoughts unsaid,
And my eyes see things that others don’t,
They see things that you see too,
They see everything that’s in your mind,
Because, my friend, I’m you.
The sun was just rising over the moon as Monday’s gloom fell upon the earth
I rolled over in my bed and pushed the pillow aside as the sun rays brushed my skin from the open window
As I opened my eyes and looked out the window and saw a sight I had not seen before
My eyes saw a Japanese Cherry Blossom blooming in the spring
Its beauty seemed to speak to me and say everything was going to be ok
Vibrant colors that gave life to the weak and a strong wavy trunk that gave a voice to those who could not speak
And as I gazed up the tree my mind began to open up to so many new things
Love seemed attainable and money was not a concern
Thoughts did not make us ill and words did not kill
The world spun on genuine joy and the only thing that held weight was trust because gravity didn’t exist
Just as I was about to reach the top the bottom became higher and my mind woke up
It was just a dream in which I noticed the inspiration I had within me
Life’s new beginning are unlimited
p.s. so I’ll keep dreaming until I don’t wake up….
Something Seemingly Insignificant and Unexpected Changed My Life. 8/21/16
The world,The homes,
The people and their emotions,
Initial contractions of real
expectations, for I have
telepathic connections
The world,The homes
The people, Hiding emotions
of true nature, avoiding the light
of wisdom and interactions,
Its ok for they too have
telepathic connections.
The world,The homes
Hiding people and emotions
Curtains the truth of human
nature. Hidden in homes is their
Telepathic connections.
The world, Hiding homes
people and their emotions,
Affected not by material loss,
Or self infliction of its people.
It is the mother, Thus
Its in fact that telepathic connection.
Udit---
Telepathic Music
Drip-drop, drip-drop
On the the tin roof
Above our rustic garages
We sat on our couches
Silently gazing at the sloping lawns
Overlooking the rivulet
Warming our hands
On our mugs of
Aromatic costa rican coffee
My teenaged cherub
Sprang up at the sound of
Tin-tin, tinkle-tinkle
Jingling of our wind-chimes
Our aural garden ornament
She winked and dashed out
Into the lawns stretching her hands
As if to catch the wind
Kicked off her shoes
Unpinned her long wavy copper tresses
Tapping hip-hopping in the slushy grass
Joy vibrating in every gyration
Breaking down all norms of restrictions
A freedom of the heart
A fluidity in the music of the soul and heart
Heard by her lissome body
Freely expressed by the gravity of her body
My joy knew no bounds
At the telepathic music
Heard by her and transmitted to me
As the rain gods continued with
Their harmonica for their audience
October 4, 2015
contest: So I Thought Of This Line
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Said Harvard to Bucky
we feel quite so lucky
your genius on campus
has caused quite a ruckus
but this time we're sure you're less mucky;
And yet we're not sure
which department could endure
your thesis exegetical
your wisdom eisegetical
of what is and is not we're less sure.
Perhaps you're a poet
and the last ego to know it,
you thought this was science
mixed up with con-science,
poetically versed to think and show it.
When Bucky writes meta-physical science
we read him as physical conscience
and that could be fine
it fits with his rhyme
of teleopathic resonance.
There once was a Fuller who prehended
a Special Case universe co-prehensile
Earth fractal embrace
wears polymathic face
as synergetic wisdom's eco-tensile.
.
Man small as pebble
Alone on the beach ....Angel
Telepathic thoughts
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