DEFINING CONTOURS-:-
convey
enlightened
angst
preceptively
expressed
in a CONCEPTUAL WORLD
transformational
symbols
tending
trying
tensions
that CREATE TURMOIL
eruptions
earthquakingly
esoteric
everyday
experience
2025, you were a year uncertain
Felt a pull of a curtain to cover up
The world was faced with reality
Months upon months questionable
Tomorrow seemed like an abrupt yesterday
Harder and harder to survive
Noble mind rhetoric thought
2026 hope for newness and uplifting
A desire in must try
Determined hope
Will cope
No matter what year, there is always hope
Horizon peace
Togetherness at least
Respectful world
Love swirl
Hatred thrown out
Maneuvering inspiration about
Daily praying in keeping Faith strong
Real change
Transformational survival
Better year
Preserver
Need and desire
Crime a turnaround
Let 2026 bring solvency our way
Embrace minds, heart and souls in ok
Happy Prosperous New Year 2026 I say
Make it the best in every way
Don’t drink and drive
Arrive in the New Year alive.
I am an enigma.
A cluster of hotness —
a beautiful dosage of mindfulness.
A sexy mess
that only an emperor could handle.
But until then,
I will be my own empress.
I have learned, faithfully,
how to love myself unconditionally.
The day I found my inner stillness,
suns meditated so I wouldn’t waste my energy.
The universe was created
in the abundance of my reflection —
channeled by the light of my circling flame,
a volatile creature that pervades all oceans.
Show me the illusions and predictions of essence.
It is no secret that when I give my attention,
I cannot have mercy.
The eyes that see me can only be precious.
"Little child, no gem is created without temper.
Each molecule should blush when you speak.
Insects should arrange themselves like a theatre —
demanding to be worthy of what God thinks."
A forever-ending journey can only be interpreted with meaning,
for the proteins of the soul
are found in cosmic pendulums —
a predictable chaos
that falls in love with every pure thing.
Bernice Zoleka Mannie
@LYAIOZ MANNIE
I look around
this life astounds
transformational
in many ways.
I sing a song
with the words all wrong
my poor hearing
is the reason why.
I must confess
to my love of breasts
those of the winged
and of my bride.
Upon reflection
I've faced rejection
but not because
I didn't try.
Sometimes I ponder
my mind does wander
exactly what
are the reasons why.
Did I mention
the implied intention
was to assess
just who am I?
I saw a venomous snake with a black skin
Was it a Krait or naja don't know
Bite me on my leg ,I was laughing and examining the snake
But i only knew that this DREAM was a significant one
Showing me ,headed towards new beginnings and a beautiful but important transformation
I decoded this information
I am a caterpillar, being on the verge to be a bright butterfly
Widening wings, Ready to take the flight and fly high...
Onyx
dark silicate,
descendant of agate
echoes inspired by nighttime sky;
a calming focus of the deepest void,
spiritual transformation
awakening the soul,
translucent black
onyx.
Black hole
transmigration,
transformational sight,
the never ending seeing eye
vision of Tetragrammaton essence;
majesty of heaven’s splendor
enlightened souls will fly
darkness alight,
black hole.
transformational
sensational magic wave-
autumn dresses down
Which feels
healthy to you?
Sounds more PoliticallyCorrect?
PatriarchalCapitalism
win/lose strategic
or
PolyculturalCommunion
win/win organic
Which ecologically tastes most healthy
and/or
theologically wealthy
to you?
To me,
there's somethin' fishy
about all that controlling economic strategy
unfolding on a secularized political stage
of win/lose competitions
and bicameral debate
Unable to see outside
inviting yintegral living waters
trees
soil
forests
oceans
rivers
species
Immersed in everyday
Polyculturing
BlueSky Enlightening
/GreenEarth Empowering
TransFormational Communion.
Go ahead, make my day!
Try and crush me if you can.
I see it as child's play!
Those that tried, only encouraged me.
Heartbreak is not my reality!
It's the springboard for me to fly,
In transformational directions.
New love is my desired projection.
I don't need coddling protection.
This is when, I am at by very best.
Let's see~if you can pass my test.
1/24/2021
~2~
Drifting dark clouds race to blanket the sun
Not a bird nor insect or creature in sight
Momentarily stillness…
Tree branches brace
As silence overcomes the debris engulfed winds
Lightning supplying the only inkling of light
A sudden rumble breaks the anticipation of what’s to come
Rain begins to mist
Wind gust enhances
Clouds vigorously churn
Thunder crackles intensify
Downpour surges, drenching all in its path
Bombarding the atmosphere through
Whimsical sounds of natural chaos
Reluctantly unnoticed, the transformational
Beauty of the thunderstorm
All that waits within me
unfulfilled
Awaits within you
Together
appreciating what we could become
like advent
awaiting a great transformational revolution
restoring peace through inside
outside co-arising justice
But also like lent
preparing for Bad Friday,
a revolution of deadly terror
destroying ego's last fragments
of unchanging stasis inside
outside co-arising climates
individuating identity
In all that longs lonely within you
unfulfilled
Awaits within me
on back to original regenerators
waiting
changing
waiting
breathing in
changing directions
breathing out
waiting
breathing in belonging
waiting
once again together
When all Earth's voices wait within us
unfulfilled
I feel wrong to break my silence
When beauty invites solidarity,
commands more than limp tolerance
of nature's diversity,
regenerates celebration of integrity
felt
breathed
beat
surfed
sung
beatified.
The phoenix arises;
New life from fiery flames;
Restored ashes take flight.
A great reminder that,
Death is not in control;
Instead life continues.
Transformational,
We reincarnate;
First soul to body,
To soul once again;
After life classes,
Build our knowledge;
Provide wisdom,
For eternal
Duties we’ll do.
No soul gets
A free ride;
They must do
As they
Are told;
Souls.
it only takes a tiny thing
to rock the immobile heart
to cleanse dusty corners
that keep us all apart
creatures crawling
in the night
blood lust coaxing
clouded sight
calling us from lethargy
into transformational heights
the smallest of angel’s
creatures
endowed with so much might
who feeds upon whom
when blood is drawn away
a space
for breeze to flow
beneath the bed
of another day
in search for the
invisible
everything is seen
dust balls
hairclips
detritus of decapitated
dreams
cities of neglect
full of ancient
insect schemes
cluttered intentions
careless artwork
depicting aborted scenes
withered memories
that have long forgotten
where they’ve been
it often takes
no thought at all
to change
an unsure life
just a broom
some cleaning fluid
and the swipe
of a loving wipe
Poetry: A Mythic Bird,?
Flying over diverse landscapes,
?Catching clues, cryptic signs,?
Messages from mysterious places,
?Beings, our starry ancestors,?
Mirror-earthly poets here,?
Resonating in rainbow hues,
?Refining, surrendering, creating,?
Poetic cosmic web, symbolic net,
?Casting visions into an infinite ocean,?
Or into invisible etheric spaces,
Nature’s precious garden too,
Poets cultivating sweet melodies,
Elemental sprites in gleeful abandon,
Wind songs, sun dances,
Rays streaming, love enchanted,
Praying sparks may flare, ignite,?
Sparkle in twilight zones,?
Candles flickering in darkened caves,?
Poetry, gifted from angels,?
And other Celestial friends,?
Reminding, that we are passing by,?
Earthbound, but also Cosmic wanderers,?
Evolving into universal light-bringers,?
Shedding outworn garments of limited identity,?
Celebrating spiritual maturity long earned,
?Learning sublime, transformational language,
?Words that resound in open hearts,
Oh you wondrous mythic bird,
Poetry!
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