Colors
So many colors
Splashed right across
The prism of space
The prism inside me
The prism of life
Springing forth
And falling back
Booming and blooming
As life takes its
Own decisive turns
Colors mirroring
Experiences
Of expressions
Doing their own
Designs enticing
All awaiting
Mar 11, 2025
Mar 11, 2025 at 1:59 AM UTC
Wanted and wanted beyond the limits of want
If there’s such a possibility
Wanted and wanted beyond the limits of time
If it’s conceivable
Wanted and wanted beyond the bounds of space
If such concept exists
There beyond the seeker, beginningless existence unbound
Upon which all there is
The great truth with many names
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 11:56 PM UTC
Sounds like a song
Sounds truly like a song
Syllables rolling out of the tongue
Your name truly feels like a song
Lulling slowly into the lovely lap of slumber
As the luring arms of lethargy
Envelopes logic where
Thoughts flee
To dream
Snoozing
Into
Peace
Sounds like a song
As the sounds tumble slowly
Mingling into the air
Carrying the sounds
To the fore
To the folks attuned
To the singsong
Sounds of your name
Lula oolala Lula oolala
Musical magica
Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 12:13 AM UTC
Hey hope is slow to come
But kind of grows on you
Hey laughter needs a little more coaxing
But don’t give up
Hey love comes later but stays on longer
With the light hazing through and through
Hate’s got to back off
Where light’s there
Dark can’t hold the court
Just hold on…
Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 1:49 AM UTC
Peace product of not
Harmony product of not
Love product of not
Joy product of not
Contentment product of not
As soon as I let go
Sometimes, nature conspires to inspire
Arrives the wood snake, as a reminder
As a timely reminder, to expand inward
Reverse the direction to search
Beseech the searcher to befriend
The searched, peel off the layers
To prepare the field, to reach
The unreachable, just a tad beyond
Be a Buddhist, or Daoist, or Confucianist
Or Anyist or Nonist
No matter your path
Move inward
As the wood snake
Arrives
Jan 30, 2025
Jan 30, 2025 at 11:17 PM UTC
Pageantry parade
Allegorical amends
Transitioning
Reality
In lifetime
Opportunity
To make a mark
In positive or otherwise
Silent watcher
Minding or…
Jan 22, 2025
Jan 22, 2025 at 11:50 PM UTC
What world is possible
Worlds are possible
Worlds of differences are possible
If you choose to
A world where peace brews
Is possible
A world where harmony rules
Is possible
A world where life begins anew
Is possible
Redefining life is possible
Restarting path is possible
Revitalizing spirit is possible
Possibilities are endless
So, my question is
What’s not
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 11:40 PM UTC
Particles floating
Perhaps embedded
In the invisible fabric
Accentuating physicality
To the existence
Accompanied
By The counterpart
To perceive
The perceived
What came first
What's independent
The eternal
Alone exists
In myriad
Forms
Dazzling itself
In its innumerable
Iterations
Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 3:56 AM UTC
What'd I like to write
What’d I like to write
Am I writing
Or is it written
What’d I like to write
Are the alphabets teasing me
Into writing
Or am I getting them together
Is our dance meant to be
In this beautiful verse
Together
Poeverses exist beyond the timeline
For the future
I am presenting
History
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 5:56 AM UTC
Very dark, the skies greet me
As I wake
Very dark the skies lull
As I rest
The cold phase is here
It’s been here forever
Or so it seems
Intermittent white
Astounds breathless skiers
Rushing to the slopes
Grasping any share
Interspersed white
Causing happy squeals
Snowmen and angels
Competing for attention
In my window,
I silently watch
The descent
Mesmerized
Dec 27, 2024
Dec 27, 2024 at 12:06 AM UTC