Tag: surreal
member name: Richard Lynn Livesay
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December 24, 2009 05:08 PM EST --
All that is could not know itself because there was nothing else
It could not experience the divine wholeness of its reality
It chose to know itself experientially . . .
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December 24, 2009 02:08 PM EST --
Timeless spirals envelope our harmony
Through the magic of scattered starlight
The births of cosmic nebulas reveal creations
A genesis creating a future of splendid wonder . . .
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December 22, 2009 10:27 PM EST --
Exasperate
Don the ice packs
Cranberry suds
Wrap it up
II before
Clap the candles on
Tensile strength and
Soapy snow falls (becoming Frosty)
Lock-up . . .
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December 22, 2009 11:23 PM EST --
Pass far beyond the brain of sorted dreams
Beyond the song of nightingales sweet sings
Undress distress and wear your naked blings
Involve yourself with silver shredded . . .
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December 22, 2009 08:09 PM EST --
Soft pillows of creamy white mustang cods rolled down the mantel
Crashing softly onto the knap of her neck, swollen from the night’s
Of lifting weights at the local Sonic while tipping . . .
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August 18, 2009 01:33 PM EDT --
Transcendent truths rapture psyche
Casting waves of ethereal beauty
Thoughts and words poetically sing
As gods unveil palaces of delights.
Life extending through melodious spheres . . .
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November 04, 2009 01:56 PM EST --
I cannot breathe while suffering suffocation dysfunction
Turn away when political bugs of confusion splatter against my brain.
I so inhale your words and what you . . .
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July 24, 2009 01:32 AM EDT --
Falling into the abyss of infinity
I swept over the formless void as
Morning light revealed Apsu and Tiamat
Their waters commingling, writhing in chaos.
Ain Soph Aur, the limitless light . . .
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July 31, 2009 06:41 PM EDT --
to my friend from India , K.Poddar
I see each page of poems that you will write
For we have dreamed in truth sometime before.
I breathe in life as you, the air of . . .
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August 09, 2009 07:34 PM EDT --
I must protest this earthly tomb of woe
There is no reason proven why we age
Madness is the only cure I know.
Fallow . . .
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September 15, 2009 06:30 PM EDT --
( “time cannot bend the line which God hath writ” Thoreau
Reach through; go to the end of the beginning,
flow back into the . . .
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August 05, 2009 06:35 PM EDT --
Weary timelessness of nothingness may ever
Meteor across the skies, my barren eyes to blur
In blue flames of sorrow beneath a widow’d star
To burn . . .
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October 03, 2009 01:07 AM EDT --
Inanna of the eight pointed star
Goddess of love and war
Ride high with lions
Your name be glorified
In the temples of east
May your pure heart
Keep all rites pure.
Zuen, the moon-god . . .
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October 06, 2009 05:03 PM EDT --
Who am I that I might be
That others define just who I am
Perceiving me as how they are
We're all from male and femme.
Someone may say that I . . .
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July 14, 2009 10:51 AM EDT --
Bent the wind to transcend truth But soul paid dearly, it's price for love I called to gods for peace and alms But laughter rained like piercing bombs.
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August 01, 2009 09:08 PM EDT --
Nightly star-storms ignite the ionosphere
Melting moon rocks into fools gold
To begin with I think I see sideways
Glimpsing past-life memories untold. . . .
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August 02, 2009 05:06 PM EDT --
(actually all poets and poetry lovers are invited)
Shall we sit within the coffee shops and bars
And talk about all things from apple skin to Czars?
Express a subject then pass 'round . . .
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August 04, 2009 07:03 PM EDT --
I heard you breathe and
Watched your shadow dance
It seemed to dart between
What is and not a chance.
Rhythms beating as a gentle heart
Reluctantly . . .
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August 09, 2009 05:54 PM EDT --
Drinking wine and bread of slaves
And licking dirty grape stained graves.
I beg for crumbs of truth, not lies
But get the pain of evil eyes.
I scratch and beg for baby’s . . .
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November 09, 2009 02:30 PM EST --
I sit in my darkness feeling the void, smothered in emptiness
All alone, voiceless, staring into an oblivion of hopelessness
I dread the thoughts in my head, the pain is crippling . . .
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