Prime numbers sashayed

Prime numbers sashayed
12 March 2021
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With a bowing head
she welcomed the contrivance
her plan hid in mind

Fools thought her broken
She smiled at the morons’ schemes
her vengeance supreme

The arch in her brows
hiss of her inner being
only dunce ignores

Stellar detection
she examined first the clowns
The idiots stared

A flutter arose
In hearts of the compromised
The innocent woke

Prime numbers sashayed
The nerds ran helter-skelter
Her arms crushed their will


Reading of the poem: 
Written in the context of Ronovan Writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “head”, “fool” and their synonyms. For rules and other contributions, follow this link here 
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 348 FOOL and Head. | ronovanwrites
Achillea ( Jens Gad ) - El Alma Herida

The way of the breath

The way of the breath
25 November 2020 
Outlook opening
within the mind a sparkle
zest of life’s vigour
  
Growth of energy
in landscapes of a picture
hanging in my head
  
Seascapes designs show
outline of an entity
forming from essence
  
Contours’ perspective
a vision of a being
prospect of morrows
  
A quick glimpse to view
aspects of the living soul
The look of the heart
  
The stretch of the sight
A scene of silent beauty
The way of the breath
  
Reading of the poem:

Dinka - Mute Your Life And Float

Written in the context of Ronovan Writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “life”, “view” and their synonyms. For rules and other contributions, follow this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/11/23/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-333-life-and-view/ 

The slow mist covered soft

The slow mist covered soft

10 March 2020

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The chest gathered arrows

A sacrifice thrown at its feet

Of the archer it shows

Upturned splendor of his defeat

 

Mind to heart made appeal

No prison for want of warden

A kiss of love to seal

A pact made in yonder garden

 

The slow mist covered soft

Flowers in the garden blooming

The heart yet kept aloft

Silken threads to the mind grooming

 

Reading of the poem:

B-Tribe – Agua azul

B-Tribe – Spiritual Spiritual

B – TRIBE – Suave Suave

Forgive me Father

Forgive me Father

31 October 2015

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I did not birth here

But from fall from your light’s Grace

On me it shower

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All was by your will

Even sunflower burned bright

Your prophecy True

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Seven stages played

We all took a role Being

On your blue carpet

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Rebel son I stood

Hidden to world’s mortal Eye

In graceful attire

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They call not my name

Yours taken in mere conceit

Clueless they rumble

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Your seven veils taught

My lessons my battle scars

That Soul may redeem

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Moth calls but the Flame

Yours taken again deceit

That I may crumble

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Take me home Father

Knead into you Mother’s Heart

Show me your Mercy

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Make it double One

That I may join undead

Take from me this Flesh

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I give all to you

As I must die completely

Renew your Glory

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Forgive me Father

For I have loved mortal flesh

Forsaking spirit

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Bring me to morrows

Where only Love would subsist

Lost in your blue shades

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What is this madness?

What is this madness?

19 August 2015

 

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I wake before dawn

Having slept at its onset

Verily refreshed

 

If you are handler

Let my body be handles

That you may hold me

 

Thoughts of you suffuse

My very core as they light

Every handle’s fires

 

I became candle

That you may see in the dark

During your journeys

 

I became your feet

That I may lift your being

To the highest states

 

Elevated, free

You trod upon me never

We flew in heavens

 

Like your cloak of skies

I sleep with your sweet setting

Within me you rise

 

The suns wilting, skulk

At this radiance of you

As your soul unfolds

 

The moon unabashed

Held mirror to your image

And stole your silver

 

Sun and moon conspired

In wake of your glorious light

To cast you shadows

 

What is this madness

That day is night, night is day

And you stay the One?

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