woke early
...this morning to...
an earl lee's sun
...shining a light...
into the dark
...and trancing...
me down a
...raw bit hole...
a mirror image
...of me roared a...
time-space sigh lent
...yawn...
stans sand
Categories:
trancing, butterfly, cheer up, math,
Form: Free verse
alone
in a crowded room
people pass faces glance
void they are…
no thought to anyone's soul
or ponderings of creation
just shells walking in its grace.
in tranced is their eyes
full of diamonds, cars, caviar…
hallow be thy name
in lambs blood meek
bringing to the slaughter
man's greed
the only impotent seeks
15 seconds of fame
I watch the coming flame
a glow with hell at its heart, alone
in a room crowded n doom
as people pass
faceless faces glance
void they are, walking
in the last footfalls
of a passing generation
or dancing in the dark light
a ghost trancing finite!
alone...
Categories:
trancing, allegory, allusion, america, analogy,
Form: Rhyme
A secret sonorous sound emits
Signal to the third eye chakra
Floating in surreal world
Trancing with dazzling sparks
Transporting the mind
To physical
Sensations
Never
Felt
Before
Murmorous whispers listened loudly
Enkindling arcane sensations
Running in invisible
Labyrinth corridors
Amplyfing senses
Seeing unseen
Entities
From the
Space
For More Than The Eye Can See-Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose
4-22-2016
Categories:
trancing, fantasy,
Form: Etheree
Roses now are brightly blooming,
to your friends now you are calling.
I know not of what you speak,
I cannot fathom your delight.
You say: 'Try to understand my mission,
learn to trust in things unseen,
I must find what nature seeks
and fathom its eternal meaning.
Youth will never gather roses,
never see beyond the garden.'
I will stay for now, trapped in the cold.
Though I'll remember nature's wonders,
sunsets and the breath of spring,
feel the wind blow through my hair
and know the thrill of sunrise cresting.
We see the universe as dancing,
two such different creatures trancing,
we two will never understand
the private notions of the other,
even if we take each other's hand.
Coming close to your destruction
you will see the other side,
who says who has satisfied
requirements for a better life?
Friendship, if we could but find it,
yields the seeds of greater profit,
greater than the seeds of strife.
I now remain just as I ever was.
Categories:
trancing, love, universe,
Form: Verse
Poetry in motion
is prose
encapsulated in
warring thoughts,
notions conceived
in time oscillated
flows,
harmonically
shifting mental
tides to whence
the Tasmanian
wind never blows,
where meditating
and trancing
souls,fairly prowls,
like watching the
future in an
ancient show,
I swear the
present is
abstract,just
never raw,
My intuition?All
deja vu's ,makin'
twelve other
planets ma other
home,
sighted a UFO in
the polar zone,
thought he was
ma other clone,
till I realise I was
on monologue
driftin' with
extraterrestrials
longer gone',
so fate played
foul,the legend
became of a
kingdom lost,
an heir to the
golden native's
Hercynian throne,
trascended in
rhyme,lost in
dextrous wit'
upon a thousand
scrolls,
so it became a
legacy,much like
Troll,
that
pathos,evaded
the script and
drama faded as
the Curtain Falls,
and ma mind lost
touch with
protocol,
started
developing a
labyrinth of finer
scopes that it
derailed the train
of my fibre
thoughts...
Now am
here,waiting for
diviner calls,
wishing on
asteroids to
fall,making
summer snow...
Categories:
trancing, imagination,
Form: ABC
Kiss me
Caress me
Undress me
Hold me firm, against you
Tease the nap of my neck
With the hotness of your breath
Playfully, bite me
Get me all raunched up!
Let your hands wander and roam
Seduce my body
Bumping and grinding
Teasing me, from behind
Entice me with your manhood
As you feel between my thighs
Feeling the warm, flowing nectar
Addictive, first taste!
Your fingers and tongue
Working their erotic magic
My body in an uncontrollable frenzy
The experience, driving me wild!
En-trancing me with your masculinity!
Pleasurable, involuntary shudders
Climaxing
Surrendering
Smiling
Free Spirited
Categories:
trancing, freedom, passion, relationship, romance,
Form: Free verse
Roses now are brightly blooming,
to your friends now you are calling.
I know not of what you speak,
I cannot fathom your delight.
You say: 'Try to understand my mission,
learn to trust in things unseen,
I must find what nature seeks
and fathom its eternal meaning.
Youth will never gather roses,
never see beyond the garden.'
I will stay for now, trapped in the cold.
Though I'll remember nature's wonders,
sunsets and the breath of spring,
feel the wind blow through my hair
and know the thrill of sunrise cresting.
We see the universe as dancing,
two such different creatures trancing,
we two will never understand
the private notions of the other,
even if we take each other's hand.
Coming close to your destruction
you will see the other side,
who says who has satisfied
requirements for a better life?
Friendship, if we could but find it,
yields the seeds of greater profit,
greater than the seeds of strife.
I now remain just as I ever was.
Categories:
trancing, on writing and words,
Form: Verse
He grins like sweet summer sun and dons a musky mojo,
causing the blooms to titter and roll their sweat onto him;
trancing the sage-less, sarky studmuffins to stare in awe;
and I, the shufflebutt, love to lean my days on his beam.
Like sugar pine he is to me that scares not the swallows,
who are in sound search for the fragrance of elysian life.
Critters beyond twilight are no better against his sense
of humor, which oft makes me surely grow in such a rife
for when the banshee wind wails I’ll not be in a pretense.
But when all around him, not calm, or earth is in hollows,
there is this wrath in him that he can wake in a fine line
and prick you without knowing, as if you touch the roses
and sense their thorns. Also, in his choler there is his kind
of love; feel it, be the perfect cone of my heart’s verses.
Categories:
trancing, father, introspection, lifeme,
Form: Sonnet
Though I'll remember nature's wonders,
sunsets and the breath of spring,
feel the wind blow through my hair
and know the thrill of sunrise cresting.
We see the universe as dancing,
two such different creatures trancing,
we two will never understand
the graceful movements of the other,
even if we take each other's hand.
Coming close to your destruction
you will see the other side,
who says who has satisfied
requirements for a better life?
Friendship, if we could but find it,
yields the seeds of greater profit,
greater than the seeds of strife.
I shall remain just as I ever was.
Categories:
trancing, hope
Form: Verse