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Posted: 2/20/2007 7:28:58 PM | | agree with truthisee...alot of commitment to this write....very fluent motion. | |
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Posted: 2/20/2007 8:57:53 PM | The Bible bled!
Acquainted with anguish, a spirit of scars
Appearing in a chill, adrift the stars
Entangled, in this tainted joy
Foiled, by the Pharisees' ploy
Envision Prognosticators chanting the rending kill
He sat on cavalry, bleeding grass to birth atop the hill
Rent to the marrow
Looking on high
Eyes on the sparrow
But did he die? | |
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| Abstract...
Posted: 2/21/2007 10:31:28 AM | Inside this one mind!
The mental canvas is illusively painted;
Unintentionally tainted by hatred;
Therein, black widows spawn their webs;
Daddy-long-legs run for awnings;
Wasps attack the fig tree thronging;
And all the insects multiply in swarms.
The storms are never ending.
The intellectual-chides are just beginning.
Riddles are tossed in sphinx-ly doings.
The hyenas are then hysterical, relishing in the ruins.
This is cyber-space;
Virtual unreality, companionship replaced.
Cyber-sex is rampant;
A real human to touch, well that’s vapid!
This fantasy is o’ so luxurious;
Despite the yearnings;
And the Intrapsychic burnings;
To the point of becoming emotionally furious.
This is now home…
Inside this one mind;
Where every one feigns to be alone;
Undercover harlots,
In disguise.
But what of the few;
Who are aesthetically true?
Beautifying this destitute pursuit;
Slowly being polluted;
By this couldn’t be true, this must be a mirage;
Picture painted, in camouflaged ocean blue. | |
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Posted: 2/22/2007 6:24:10 PM | Fame is a fickle food (1659)
by Emily Dic-kin-son
Fame is a fickle food
Upon a shifting plate
Whose table once a
Guest but not
The second time is set.
Whose crumbs the crows inspect
And with ironic caw
Flap past it to the Farmer's Corn –
Men eat of it and die. | |
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Posted: 2/22/2007 6:56:33 PM | With sounds one could hear
and textures for one to see....
pure and absolute.....a deep peace....
I like the poem you posted about the blackbird
and the Tao take on it..... | |
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Posted: 2/22/2007 7:18:48 PM | A chain connection…
I am more the sinner
Rent in twain
A wished naïve beginner
Edging the insane
Too many bridges
Forsook and fallen forsooth
Sanding the multifarious ridges
Smiling outside the inside truth
The seeming to die
In flight no parish
Hated knew why
As I climb back upon the terrace
Drink I beneath paradise’s fountain
Trodden in foot the mystiques
Up hill that tarred mountain
Chilled seeking the mystic Sphinx
Do tell I hearken
The forest aflame
Therein wild dogs barken
Warring the flames | |
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Posted: 2/22/2007 7:26:21 PM | Seemingly Disjunct, sect two
Bless me with a benediction…I’m one step away from madness…two steps away from running naked in the wilderness. The vultures are rampant. And Dybbuk is lurking for souls. The war is vivid. But every mirror is vile. I freely drink from this ambrosial cup of wretchedness…watching the high-minded and lofty take refuge in illusion. This is thy absolute reality? Ye art a pariah as I! It’s disgusting to the grit…I’m now gnawing on wormwood…drinking vinegar…mourning in crimson sackcloth. Disabuse thy mind of the chimerical camouflage…this mirage that is now thee. This world of grandeur…where everyone in variegated degrees suffers from megalomania…thirsty to assuage a heart with falsehood…it’s all euphonic to the lurid omen.
I see a path…pastoral passages where the grass is trodden underfoot thus the trial hath been blazed…I approach the tunnel…therein I find more deception. But I’m still seeking…enduring that weight…as ethereal as it is…I have tasted the Pneuma…therefore, my journey is eternal. | |
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| Abstract Heartwave Riddle
Posted: 2/22/2007 10:59:37 PM | -----------------------------------------------------------------------------
my heart rendered me speechless the other day....
it acted foolish, it told of my yearning for dreams,
those things you hold onto because without them you're dead....
I showed myself to the peasants...
they were pleased to see purity...
then the rich man ran to my parade and scoffed at me...
he told me that my days were numbered for he wished me harm...
I recoiled.... waited... until he slept...
as I moved to him swiftly...
I rendered him immobile with a quick drawing of my lance.....
he perpetrated a lie that somehow I was darkness...
liar........ "I am light ... I am light!"
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Tenz | |
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Posted: 2/23/2007 8:43:53 AM | Once untainted
In the cool summer breeze
Walking the railroad tracks
In the innocence of one’s youth
Jumping train to train
The catbirds opulent in song
Telling that young lad
Do carry on
The fields were rich
Every fruit there to pick
The pomegranate juice
Stained momma’s favorite rainbow shirt
And she just laughed so hard
The neighborhood kids and I
In our tie-dyed outfits
Running amuck, who’s that tawny misfit?
Life taught that day
But the midnight elders
Enthralled me to joy
With that subterranean
Magic-word game they play | |
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| Abstract...
Posted: 2/23/2007 10:01:17 AM | continue on my friend....
tell us of the Magic-word games they play......
Tenz | |
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| Abstract... Enchantment
Posted: 2/23/2007 10:31:29 AM | =============================================
"Enchantment give me fruit,
sweet essence of papaya, mango,
all things tropical."
it remembers me as loyal
obedient...
in the grace... of The Spirit
for eternity, I stumble
upon a hearth of truth
let me take you, to the horizon
where gulls fly... my scavengers
they have devotion to the crowded
the weary heart.... the disillusioned
"Oh, sing to me with your rhapsody pounding
bless-ed be my air, my thirst.... my earth
I tear unto your crowned goodness, my heart is home!"
As I sit and wait....
I feel a resonance in my soul
it's responding to light from across the land
it tears, and rallies it's emotion, it's fears
"My longing is so true, I'm born again to love
hoping that The Spirit sees fit to continue gifts untold
and within... my time... I relish... life.... as is..."
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Tenz | |
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| Abstract... Enchantment
Posted: 2/25/2007 1:32:46 AM | blue mountainside waves
crashing in volume
a beached whale
a man with a cigarette
he inhales
the waves gasp
people gather
a blonde boy throws sand on the whale
someone blinks
everyone hears it
‘we should push it back in,’ someone mutters slowly.
and somewhere close by,
a seagull shits on a hotdog stand. | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/25/2007 3:36:26 AM | Lady on the carpet of green
Viewing the waterfront
Ancient stone fence preventing
The youngest souls going overboard
Into the deepest blue ocean
In a summer afternoon of spectators
On my own standing on the embankment
Feeling…
Like I’ve mixed drinks of champagne
With first love embracing me
Gazing at the scenic harbour
Ships with speeds like formula one cars
I smile as cars are not known of this world
Breathing in oceanic breezes
The black beauty sails in a frenzy
Disappearing in the blink of any eye
In the horizon a white ship races in
I don’t wait for the berth
In sober serenity turning around
umbrella used as a cane
I walk up the hill towards home
The scent of fresh grass
Cleansing me in a summer rain
I know I’m being followed
...by love... | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/25/2007 8:05:55 AM | ad....^^^^^^^^^^^^^
that gave me chills...
(I'm too sick to write, but I can still read)
Tenz | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/25/2007 8:08:24 AM | | ^^^^I agree...I literally sighed out loud | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/25/2007 9:19:31 AM | alwaysdreaming2..... beautiful...I loved it..
came back and read it twice....thanx for sharing this | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/25/2007 7:37:15 PM | Cardboard Zen: very unique style. I envisioned every sentence. Awesome indeed! Welcome to Abstract Rhythms! Do come again!
Alwaysdreaming: as you so often do, you hath left me wordless. You are an actualized poet. I thank you for blessing me. | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/25/2007 9:37:20 PM | Erosion....
peacefully meandering
down the mountains
through the valley
wandering along
through changing seasons
falling leaves
falling rain
weathering storms
together as one
til one year
winter arrives
freezing rain
falling snow
then in spring
comes the thaw
too much, too fast
overflowing
flooding lands
cutting new paths
then once again
peacefully meandering
wandering along
two souls now
no longer
together
as one....
trying the abstract once more... wrote this with your thread in mind then forgot and posted it in mine... so dropping it off here also.. hopefully, maybe.... it qualifies
~Caly | |
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| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 2/26/2007 10:02:03 AM | I admit…
I’m but the afflatus floating…
Believing against a dream….
I admit to folly…
Calling down blessings for the dead.
The requiescat was rendered askew…
So spurned am I...I admit…
Eschewed to the death of time.
Alogical, told I my claim…
But God is nigh.
“Deep calleth unto deep.” I admit…
Therefore, I still await my last commission.
Though I resist the evil…
I admit it’s there…
Tearing me to the brink of tacit Dysphoria.
I admit…
I suffer not lightly this internally insufferable
Castigation!
If it were not for the Spirit’s insufflations…
I would perish rapidly in this fiery crucible….
Dulcify this knavish in me!!!
Drowning me beyond the ebb…
In thy noumenon…
Fortify me against this skeptical emotion.
I admit to pain, my Father! | |
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| Abstractions!
Posted: 2/27/2007 9:25:55 PM | I sit,
Wonder why?
I shed tears…
And wonder why.
What’s behind God’s thoughts?
Am I forced to walk Satan’s plank?
I realize they
Understand not.
Thus, how can one respond?
What is reality? | |
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| Abstractions!
Posted: 2/27/2007 9:39:44 PM | To sit and ponder,, lifes reality,
so soon to rust, and never show,
the life it's lived , all do not know.
Tell the story, true and clear,
tell it wise, and show no fear!
Life will take reality, then,
bring it back to eat again!
Who on earth, would know our pain?
Ones who go on in such vain?
Only those, the ones with heart,
take it all, then look for the part,
that holds the meaning for the reason,
never vengeful, never treason,
all the heart of life and soul,
that my friend,
that is my goal,
only souls, lost and asunder,
left to wonder,,,forever blunder,
Such a life to lead,
to hold,
never has a heart been sold,
as mine is now,
may my God, take a bow,
he has reached me ,
when,
I had nothing to lend.
He has led me to,
a place brand new,
I give all of my heart,
may he never part.
Your God, may be,
a slight part of me,
but the same is true,
for all hearts brand new,
A God, of hope,
a God of faith,
to behold the life,
I am bent to make!
The way of words,
inspiration,
are never far,
in seperation,
may be differernt
this is true,
but this I know,
I send to you!
All the meanings,
all the times,
words that blend,
beautiful rhymes,
are meant like music,
soft and gentle,
forever,,
cradles our hearts,
forever!
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| Abstractions!
Posted: 2/27/2007 10:07:26 PM | | Jules, this poem is very deep and touching...I thank you for the wisdom. | |
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