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Vol V Brief Poems


These are older poems am in the process of editing and eliminating duplications


1  The tree finds a route through receiving roots. With love she transmutes rain into fruit.


2 Guides warned wee creatures that tots by mowers could be de-toed, that they shred many a chipmunk or kitten or toad

 

3
As two negatives multiplied a positive make.. former foes who forgive cause miracles forth to break


4  Water takes the shape of the mold into which poured. A healing spirit fills and heals the souls it enters.


5 Little waterfalls.. waterfalls quite small.. are the steps of a river on its way to the sea


6
An opalescent clamshell holds the seaswell.. Reflected in tidal pools.. Jupiter's light dwells.


7 Racists were foiled in their attempts to remove some of the rainbow's  hues


8 The way of yielding water, flowing.. showing, not preaching ... silent teaching of the I Ching


9 A gentle cow reading Leviticus found that cloven hoofed animals
are forbidden for food. And so she cleaved each of her four.

 

10 The break of day! The crack of dawn! Look not at night's
shellshards but at the newbird sun!


11 He was so loved by all creatures that when it rained a cloud served as his umbrella.


12 Now the Red Sea of clover is gently bee-cloven But back to the queen will fly bee Beethoven


13 Several lamps make a shack more lovely than a cold hard marble palace...as a smile reaching the eyes makes any face beautiful


14 Hawaiian breadfruit... shed the Joseph's coat of many colors..
the 1000 panes of stained glass mosaic and become 10,000 breadfruit trees

 

15 Bursting blooms of bluebonnet to the sun sing silent sonnets
A beetlebored bamboo flute.. Yonder wind plays upon it

 


18 'Consider the lilies of the field.. they toil not nor spin'.
for it is the sun which had them spun.


19 Do rain arrows come from the rain bow?


20 As angels' inspiration descends it becomes clad in words.


21 Raise the blind .. room floods with light Plug in lamps.. gone is night.


22 Light cotton.. it's gone in fire. God's mercy fills every desire


23 Flowers don't chase bees. It is to the safe meditator at the treebase
and not to the hunter that the shy deer comes.


24 A tree stormbent horizontal.. had 7 parallel branches growing
straight up... like a parent who sacrificed for her children

 

25 The naturalist defined plants as wild edibles
The plants thought him and his lies incredible

 

26 A feathergowned crane flies through the forest like Cinderella fleeing the ball


27 Light ribbons from the Buddha's full moon do his holy shrine festoon.


28 Croquet balls near wickets, golf balls in thickets, seldom respect the rights of crickets


29 The sound of the raptor wings of the kestrel is not to other birds music orchestral

 

30 The fisherman, the angler, awakened one day to their suffering and suffocation.


31 Mother Earth has knitted strong knots in the faithful blue forget me nots. There are invisible buckles in the fragrant honeysuckle.


32 He thought it just another water mirage but twas sea mirror of the rising sun
.. in her reflection making miracles of his light projections


33 Today the sun is giving plenary indulgences to all.. blessing each with light from his blazing huge ball


34 The sun's lightning beams have dreamstage curtains rent... dissolving actors and scenes have been away sent


35 The Lord of Luminescence gives to each fruit a dewy essence
and with light each lemon limns and with love each lime lines.


36 The snowman fell in love with the sun queen Around her he changed into a puddle.


37 Daybreak ray ribbons...in the stream broken ..rippling... as if goldfish bread are nibbling

 

38 The sun with his rays has kissed  and taken home tendrils of mornmist


39 From dreams' reverie and night's revelry ....summoned by dawn's birdchoir reveille


40 Thunder drumroll heralds the symphony of the rain


41 Raindrops softly warble as they enter the river. Do their circles lengthen as she flows?

 

42 Never on and off, but always certain was the music of Rachmaninoff.


43 Birds have oerleapt the sea oarcleft. But she has not been harmed

Bee has the petals of clover cloven but she has not been harmed


44 Foam and breakers have rent the surface of the Sea She forgives and receives them them ...back into her serene deeps


45 The sea charges the shore...and withdraws ...to charge some more.


46 Beneath the spires of Naples and Constantinople lies the sea shimmering in sun's iridescent opals.


47 There is less iniquity where there's no propinquity.
65
To ridicule with a mention a sad man's dimensions.. retards ones own soul's quicker ascension.
66
Do members of the vice squad in the prostitute see God.
67
Said the devil... To me you sold your soul for gold! but vows made to satanic minions have no power
68
Calling a zoo housing kidnapped dolphins a dolphinarium is like naming
solitary confinement cells in maximum security prisons humanariums
69
Chicago cattle futures.. oxymoron? Do butchers and coweaters give them a future?


70 When two who love fight, the ball is always in each's
court, the first move an imperative for both.
71
The bee zigzags ambling among roses rambling..
.. but when his sacks are laden straight is his faithful way home to his queen
72
Whatever anyone's petition God brings to fruition ..
All will forever be reconciled, reunited, reborn, requited
73
Long before their minds merged, their 2 hearts melded, beating faithfully together as if
one drum
74
We came upon that sacred silent place ...in which holy deer make sleeping space
75
Evicted from their home cloisters ...trillions of innocent oysters
give hepatitis & anaphylactic shock when deprived of their sea moisture
76
Tears of pain.. in anger's heat... turned to steam, the fuel of her soul train
77
Cannibals eating human brains contract kuru.
Carnivores eating animal brains get Mad Cow, say health gurus.
78
His heart was a mansion with infinite free chambers. His heart was a hotel open 24 hours.
79
Young souls are hard sour and green fruit. Old souls are soft and sweet with rainbow hues.
80
Bumblebees bloombibbing...Beansoup bubbling.. Bambinos babbling
Apples bobbing.. And her beloved ...ever Bobbing
81
Dawn pastels stirring round quiet star-rings.. each day's birth ever sun-starring,, ..
with quiet ways He's startling no sparrow or starling
82
According to the scripture of Christians and Jews, Cain was not the first killer.
It was Abel. Human chauvinists think animals don't count.
83
There are more prunes where humans who know plants have feelings don't violently prune.
84
Machines cut innocent calves into bloody halves, machines in which their livers
are sliced into slivers. Cadaver flesh is never fresh.
85
While Scrooge siphons off all the banks are minting
God continues appling, spearminting, sapling and pepperminting
86
As cranes mind not the rain, detached yogis are beyond both pleasure and pain.
87
Down drip stalactites...crystallizing into stalagmites..the hourglass growing
Angelic visions heaven born on our earth take form
88
Tara is the emptiness through which flute music pours. Tara is desireless.. the
zeros which multiply other numbers.
89
Estate sale. Family photo album. Priceless to the one who has passed on. Unsold
90
Love is a purifier more sacred than pure fire.
91
Love limited, love circumscribed, love lukewarm is by God decried.
92
Love was the priest who married them.
93
Knowing that froggie fear was endangered by horsie hooves, Pegasus grew wings
and then he arose framed by a sky of orange pink and rose.
94
We came to a crossroads and what did we see? All directions pointing..
to his heart's infinity
95
Your heart is a blazing star.. sending forth infinite rays in all directions.
96
The boy's chubby little hand gently cups the puppy's head. A
magic little cup this hand.. which holds the liquid of love though upside down.
97
The sun craves no limelight as he grows limes in his light.
98
As morning wands with a dewdrop each grass spire, so little acts of kindness are by God given great power
99
Oh womanizer or manizer most polygamous...only the sun can be nonviolently milligamous
100
Moving cloud maya makes the sun appear to wink. But his love is constant, not on and off.
101
For love the model forsook the runway. From shallow worlds she did run away.
Her love awaited at airport Monday. They taxi'd down the runway
102
He aspired to be a Venutian rather than a martyr.. to follow
the path of venus' love rather than sometimes angry mars.
103
Wavecarved caves near the seagirt rock.. wavesculpted into a seagulled rookery..
104
Every morn...the sea reborn ...is smoke and mirrors..... fog and reflection.
105
Rain at sea... redundancy
106
We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea
107
The rock temple to Poseidon will in some millenium show crumbling,
but the wavy sea will remain... as ever the ocean main.
108
Today in their palate of many hues
the sky and sea have 9000 shades of blue
109
Little petstore goldfishes.. suffocating in the tiny plastic bag..
God set you free..into fresh water rivers which lead to the sea.
110
They call the wind lackadaisical, but because she in freedom blows,
the world will never lack for daisies
111
Over the stones the river skips Between large rocks the river slips.
Down the falls the river trips, Into peaceful pools where deer sip
112
How can one give aid and comfort to the enemy if one has no enemies,
if one lives as peacefully as a rose or anemone.
113
On the desk a book open, windblown to a different page
with his airy finger underlining a message from the angels

 

115
From the Maker's majesty manifest myriad mangoes
116
.With love for all she does upwell..
and so each of her heart's desire fruits...on her soultree in satiety swells
117
God's highlighted synchronicities.....often come in threes..... trinities of simplicity
118
When attacks come to auras spherical .they boomerang upon the senders.
This is spiritual physics, of the laws of miracles
119
O Lord to You we give thanks that in time Polish horses defeat Nazi tanks.
120
Pansies fringe the rusting panzers
121
For each God is rearranging the stars into a special script.
a secret message, a puzzle solution, a fortune cookie joy strip
122
Your heart is a blazing star.. sending forth infinite rays in all directions.
123
Dust caked plant confined within house walls..stares out wistfully
as cleansing raindrops make loveslides down free leaves
124
Thank God that tides, breaking beams of light, cleansing winds,
nursing rains..rush in where angels, it is falsely said,fear to tread.
125
The peony sphere has no perfume.. until she opens the petals of her heart
126
To the lowlying sea.river waters to her most humble point descending..
are then by the sun's lovelight waters are ascending
127
Mother, you are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover. You are the bloom, the bee, the OerHoverer.
You are the Love, the Beloved, the Lover.
128
How do the words of the Peaceful Master become the tirades of warmonger pastors?
129
Japanese beetles, unheralded seamstresses, sew eyelets in the rose and stitch lilacs to lilace
130
The heart's love has surrounded the mind's critical knife sheathing it with silence.
131
The South Wind has for the evening donned jasmine scent
132
As a tide floats all boats..As great music lifts all lyrics
..so do love's spirit pinions..give wings to all opinions.
133
Living shrimp in a bucket jailed looked up at us with their penetrating sweet
black eyes on stalks. Voiceless, hey pleaded for mercy
134
From the shore one looks up to the sanddune grass..10,000 green brushes trying where they laid to paint the blue sky jade
135
Compass needles are magnetized to the north
but compassion unencompassed in all directions pours.
136
Roses are pink. Violets are violet. Our love for you is forever inviolate
137
She is my beloved sister...of all who come her way the loving assister
139
She was baptized in water by her brother's rare tears..
baptized in fire by her mother's unshed tears
140
Like a treebranch gently touching a nested egg he knocked on her heartdoor. To let him in required unlocking defensive walls of her past
141
The Allgiving sun passes light... through persimmon tree leaf filters.. filling her fruit with lovepotion juice...paradisical philters
142
As much as the stable shore does God hallow the waving sea's shellshod shallows
143
The incoming egalitarian tide melts the last ice of apartheid
144
Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder. sometimes the falling rain.
Always it burst our hearts asunder & made them vibrate.empathic in pain
145
God, Your Your lilies and amarylis with delight do fill us.'
God replied "'I made them for My Beloved Phyllis"
146
In the sea, each sweet sponge, a zillion strong, singing his own lovesong
147
Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth for he magnetizes to your home those who love every heart.
148
Bursting blooms of bluebonnet to the sun sing silent sonnets..
A beetlebored bamboo flute.. Yonder wind plays upon it
149
He has changed. He has grown No longer bud but Love fullblown
150
The trees of life randomly grow but the graves of Arlington are set in rows
151
Once I wrote "Love not force rides the horse" but now write
"Love granting freedom rides no horse".
152
As longfingered sun touches a cloistered trillium & lakes tremble in the light of stars so poets'
wordrainbows play heartstrings from afar
153
The sun wears no dark glasses. He has nothing to hide
and is not threatened by his own light
154
The sun does not kill and tell.. but how can the tree hide her new peaches in the dell
155
Noah was saved on the ark from the quandary of accepting sharks.
They could swim in the seas and not harm those in the barque
156
Not in chaotic shards do dandelion seeds burst from their ball.
Each part as perfect as the whole. Each each contains the all
157
'No fishing allowed' said the fish outloud
158
Can one snuff the stars or shoot the sun? Can one kill God? the
universally indwelling Sun?
159
As tiny clouds veil sunlight, so lapses hide inner light, yet no 'sin' is mortal All reside in Lasting All live in Love immortal
160
In the realm of democratic elms none is asked to take the helm
161
Buddha was a Hindu. Jesus was a Jew. Getting caged in labels blocks the God in me and you
162
'Receives all arrows the universal quiver as the sea receives all lonely rivers
163
Ships in bottles cannot sail, but messages unsealed from bottles do.
Their words are sometimes meant most for those who find the script
164
Night outs the stars.. they fall in love with their own light, realizing they need no other.
165
Enpine the cone! Enoak acorn! Enpeach the seed that inner sun be freed!
166
Delilah's lilac'd fields Lilliputian the Lord of Love has many lilies put in

 

172
The river tarries not over the stones of karma. To seaward joyfully running
is her destiny's dharma
173
There are only newfallen laurel leaves in Richard Wilbur's laureate wreaths
for he takes only what Mother Earth gently bequeaths
174
Most can from the apple tree pick spies. But only God can pluck blazing stars
from the skies
175
The clarified waters of Snowdrop Lake are made of melted hexagonal snowflakes
176
Ice does not in pain scream when he melts in the stream nor when he climbs higher as spiraling steam

 

178
That God is Universal Love.. is it a license to be promiscuous, polyamorous, polygamous, polyandrous?
179
Message in sea bottles. Tidings in the tides. Time's
rivers to the timeless sea glide. Every being will with God abide
180
Pearls are orbed articles, mucusy sand particles 'untimely ripped'
from coprophagous oysters, themselves torn from their gentle cloisters
182
Steve Jobs: What are the jobs of appletrees? To breathe and to be.. while apples come automatically
183
Those depressing stormclouds grey... wand the world to green
184
Does anyone yearn for sunset more than a Ramadan faster?
Does anyone yearn for dawn more than a night watchman?
185
As artists long for blank canvases, as ocean lovers crave the blue space of skysea, the Spirit longs to be uncluttered
186
Dawn rhodescent, jeweled by moon crescent. Both melt away when the sun is present
187
It is the leela of the Lord to unscroll lilies and lilacs in divine light.
188
At dawn the emperor sun breaks forth into the action of mars but in the evening
he disappears behind cloud curtains to the chamber of venus
189
A match does not an iceberg ignite nor does a waterdrop survive in a forest fire.
 We are influenced by the company we keep
190
When he heard the rates of the therapist, very pissed off was Count Nikolai Pistoff.
Afterward he always spelled 'therapist'.'the rapist
191
The sea mirror was framed by lobster traps..until she rose and smashed them
192
An opalescent clamshell holds the seaswell.. Reflected in tidal pools.. Jupiter's light dwells.
193
Shortly before his birth, she was given a vision of a soaring eagle suddenly swooping down and voluntarily entering a boat's bamboo cage and she knew a

great soul was being born
194 As two negatives multiplied a positive make.. former foes who forgive cause miracles forth to break

195  From  Poland to Poughkeepsie, fewer the writings of Poe keep..
for they prefer light rather than darkness.

196 He thought he could eat meat and not kill if he removed surgically the leg of a mammal.. but decided that was crazy and stopped eating meat altogether.



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"Straighten up fly right" said his dad  His son heard 'fly rights'
He sallied forth to organize the world's untouchble maggots

(the thought of maggots disgusts many, but the flying insects perform garbage removal service)
23

The sea carves caves. The river sculpts canyons. Woodpeckers peck naves.
Love in hard hearts makes space.
24
The bees buzz omkar to blooming little flower stars


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Munting Tubigan (Sa Kabihasnan)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Munting Tubigan (Sa Kabihasnan)

 

 

Mayroon bang mas

hihigit pa sa ilog?

Sa kanyang simoy..

Tahimik na agusan,

haplos para sa hapdi—








Like Arrows In Quivers

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Like arrows in quivers

the Sun's silver slivers

in rippled rivers

glow and shiver

 


 

 

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The River

 

you thought you could get away

with all your grimy sins

perhaps you thought there's no god

perhaps you think there is

either way

it's a lone, cold fall

and the river is just a mouth

she opens wide

she's selling secrets inside

are you willing to pay the price?

 

put you back to the wall my brother

put your back to the wall my friend

put you face to the river

she opens wide to let you in

every damn day is a long damn day

but the river has no fears

whether she eats

today or tomorrow

or fasts for a hundred years

 

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All alone All along

like porcelain shavings

her skin began to crack

like a feather floating on thin air

she's losing strands of silken hair

 

the mirror spits back 

all the qualities in which we lack

like needles in our eyes

poisoned with vain lies

 

she savored the quiet moments 

devoid of conversation 

the sound of still breathing

the footsteps that followed him leaving.

 

the closer I feel

the further you fade

the more I crave

the less you feed

so I chose not to need 

a single thing..

 

will there ever be a solid bridge built to cross..?

a river below, to toss our fears away...

voices muffled, as she sank deeper

yet no hand reaches.

sunshine streaks through the surface

the only warmth you'll get

engulfed in cold fluids

& a heart weighed down by loves disillusions---

many reminders of what could have been..

 

all alone

she knew it all along..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

5.7.15

Visions

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Poetry

I see London,

I see France

And the bridge between.

 

Like an eagle my vision flies

Over the countries

Over the rivers

Over the plains.

 

Truly adventure

Can happen inside

You don't have to leave your house

To project or have visions.

 

I roam far and wide,

I see heaven and the sky

I see the Cosmos

In and Outside

 

My vision travels

Far and wide!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Personal poem.

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Crossing the Surma on Boat

Each time I would go,


To the other side of the river through,


The vulnerable boat that occasionally,


Reminded me of Whitman’s “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry”.


 

The physical’s longing for the spiritual,


As the poet portrayed was sensational,


An eternal journey we are on,


Since the moment we breathe, since we are born.


 

The voyage of the body is temporal,


But the soul journeys forever, being eternal.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The Surma is a major river in Bangladesh. Sylhet stands on its bank.

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River Water Eucharist

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River Water Eucharist

 

At the falls
river water
turns into
Christ wine
as it pours onto
the altar rock.

-saiom shriver-

 

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River Of Love

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Love

River Of Love


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There is a river of love

which joyfully trips over rocks

minding nothing difficult

done for the beloved.


-saiom shriver-

 

 

based on words of Sathya Sai Baba

who also said "To expect love in return

is akin to a coolie's demanding wages".

(paraphrased)

 

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