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Aug 2015 · 644
Poetic Phrases
From my observations
the poets language
leans towards
repetitions.

Poems are a colourful
diversity
of syllabic phonems
****** in a virtual permanency  
An Ink dried up; drifting away
un-catchable in the totality.

The mean-ing-ness!

Wisdom wandering around
the hot *** of poetry's
boiling brew.

The Talent is an attractor
Turning Disharmonious to the
Love Beat.
A Credo from the misty monsoons and the full moon's
                                   'la lingua pool'
borrowed, beaten,
chewed and eaten.
Some would say: "Some
words you could just eat!"
They're so sweet~To the beat. . .!

Poets love certain
words whether
they are good or not.

Words or them!

The words:
whimiscal
lame
green
vigorous
transcendental
blackness
blue sea **** love
Honeysuckles
To be.
I see. . .
more than randomly repeated
Responsibility
is an ability to respond...
Correspondence
Usually fails. . .
Due to the lack of this ability
Written by Impeccable
Space & Love Poetess
Aug 2015 · 340
why would
words
falter
emotions

i cannot write?

a tremendous
implicit
meaning
'

"In the world of mortals there's no greater perfection than music."
~ Impeccable Space Poetess

'

Divine music beats
bombard my being
as non-rippened ripples

The surface of my ear drums aches
without perfectly harmonious
sounds
complementing

Roses blossom in a quiet garden,
some lavish quietudes here, where
I've got enough peace and not
the right space for a siren's songs
enthralling enchantment

Searching at the random pace
for the most peculiar music ~
thunders in my thoughts!

Those undiscovered waves
appear as lustrous song lenghts,
as limbs of a sound corpus slumbering
in the solace of silence and rhythm

Deep bits bite my emptiness
and this wanton yearning  
forces me to reflect upon
this uncultivated
wilderness
and
what's there to miss at all means

'

lovable etudes
classical chello drifts
bansuri flutes


'
*In the world of mortals perfection does not exist!?*

Auuughhhhhh......... still searching for the perfect music!!!!
..........at this stage of my life. Please, please! If you have your most beloved music, post it as a link here. Thank you from the depths of my yearning heart!
~
Translucent bubbles

Bounce on river's green surface. . .

  Rainbow drowns in curls.

~
~~~~~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
~~~~~
Aug 2015 · 682
Quote ~ xxi
+


"Bluffin' can open many doors."


-
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty

Catmonk B: "You cannot add anything to this quote. You can only say yes or no."
~
If aggravated

frustrated

Turn down

your anger
Switch to the soulful relaxation
and dance

to smooth

waves

Let your mind free

loving

your

body
chilled out
soul

loving

life

**Superlaciously Levitating
enjoy:)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mypwp2PkwU4
Aug 2015 · 530
Fantastic Words
In Poetry*
realm
I create ~ fantastic
**worlds.
It resonates with You,
Doesn't it? :-)
dear
Poet, Poetess. . .
Aug 2015 · 1.0k
on chante ~ à plus tard

since I've got
into your lungs-
as a sudden
surprise!
this sweet
scent
lingers on. . .
late into the
non-twinklin'
humid night
hummin' 'bout  
our primal outburst
of raw desires -
delightful and determined!
not carin' for the rest
of the world -
let it cease -
for god's sake -
away!
along stray cats
and narrow alleys
& unfurl
somwhere else!
for your hard
passion upon my soft
skin. . . sang most
beautifully &
the desire's
splendour. . .
this luscious
lunacy
wouldn't leave
me 'till dawn -
this sleepless
inevitable
luminous
love grip

~
Written by
Impeccable Space
Poetic Lover
~
Freez deep your tiny nevrotransmitters and admit it!;)
Jul 2015 · 1.6k
maddish
Anguished lavish
laureates has driven
me slightly mad

tangerine lemon rounds

Erudites of oolong parties
flying on the wreckages
of forgotten sideral castles

ice cubes crushed in the psychadelia

Nuances of never tomorrows,
slicky dew drops
glistening
jadded wells of deep thoughts
callin'
green algae lakes
emerging

Pale planes oozing
silvery Neptune forks
n'waves flyin'from above

witchery wands in love with wondrous comets

Thou sparkling dispersive
master machine mind
feedin' on
oak wooden spoons
tightly, tenderly
sippin'
magnified tinder
from thy glances

daemons of thy unconsciousness breathing

me *******
flow and ebb
thou chest ebb
and flows

bonvivants bountyful beams

The inflamable black
powder burnin'
to take off
like a swift rocket
like a swell day's
endless delight

The gold
The pink
The brave new horizons


Openin' grunges and volcanic
desires
pinnin' lovers, gluein' them to-
gether in a desperate gloom
of unforgiven erotica

And The Poems
who make you tremble
as a luscious cream on the top
of Thou Vicious Beauty

*fenderstrater jaguars silent roar
Jul 2015 · 2.5k
Will to Conclude
Life!
Life is not about
Telling jokes on other peoples behalf
Behalf!
The bottle is empty or full of liquid
Liquid!
The primal message of growth needs moist
Moist!
Merges with at least two body heats infatuation
Infatuation!


Ergo:  life, behalf, liquid, moist, infatuation===> The middle age is probbably the most magical stage of life
where infatuation absolutely and undoubtedly (will) occurs.
P.S. - Be open to life's wonderful surprises!
Jul 2015 · 1.7k
Bordo Ornamented Rug
Sinister coughs
haven't approached
as an invigorating threath
whilst reading "The carousel"
in dim lit cyclam softness . .
Poetry is poetry and prose is
Not it!
Three milion reasons and one hundred winks;)
... and we spinn a little bit further...
Imagined butterflies manifest!
~                                                    ~
Jul 2015 · 853
Sonnet For Thee
Of which sorrows—dear Poet—Thou never write?
This thunderous turmoil—that pierce Thy shadowed Soul!
This solemn raging—emotion's silent plight: 
 Tears!—Thy Sacred anticipation—to foul
Days emptiness—fulfilled with bittter, sweet,
Hopeful—remnants of The Eternal Empress;
Sailing the Infinite Oceans—where Muses meet—
To play harp melodies on our heart strings. Digress—
Never ! for the lonesome nights—from me—nor for the ****'
Fine Grin of Time stretching 'ur body fibres Songs;
. . . Know—I cherish Thou Gaze—Thou Immortal Wit. . .
Words must have failed this utmost yearnin'- indeed!
For ever 'n ever loving Thee. . .so. . .long. . .
For ever 'n ever loving Thee—So—long !
~~~~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
~~~~
It seems
That we know why roses bloom and why the trees are rooted deep in the fertile poetic soil. Mother Earth is loved by Father Sky. That's no secret.
And we were made by love for Love. . . For there's always a divine scent of love blossoming somewhere alluringly floating around with whispering winds. I would love to see you fly on wings of poetic creation. . . Playing with rose petals and green tree leaves.
We hear this grand symphony of life and light. . .Love. . .
And we are grateful!
Jul 2015 · 1.8k
Diamond
Cracklings
sweet sizzlin'
crickets
Blazing songs
the pine bark savagery
of sharp day's beauty
hunting
the heat on the
Russian borzoi
orange puffy fan
white silk
and vanilla
ice cream
butterflies
landing on my feet;
A current of salty
air breezin' deep
Blessed be! Laurels, Lovers
Shrines
Sighs, Tent massages,
Oleander dreams;
Sapphire mingles
aquamarine
within my
irises: infinite waves
Black portals of White Poets
Consciousness
The body is cool
chillin' in Wireless
Mocca
Beach Bar
Silver Star
Demant!
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetess
Jul 2015 · 3.0k
Tiny Creature
/                                                           Trapez

                                                        ­                      
                                          ­                                   ist

                                                            ­   move



                                                         ­                 
s*

                                                             along

                                                          ­     t
                                                               ­       
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                                                              ­            e

                                            
                                                           i       n      
                                                         ­   
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                                                       ­               i

            
                                  ­                                si


                            ­                                         b  
                                                                ­       le


                                                       Thread
Observed by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
Jul 2015 · 2.0k
Amar
Among Amar Trees
Big Dipper Is Nestled In
Silvery Midnight
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetess
Jul 2015 · 2.5k
Midsummer Dolphins
sing, magic sea horse!
          about marine depths
         about vivid day dreams     
             
                                   the song of the waves echoes at the bottom
                    shallow waters             pearl shells            rainbow ears

                  someone should tell the colorful depths:

                                 about my sighs
                                located                    ­  on the edge of the horizon
                                   resting in the arms
                                    of a hundred salty flowers
                                           swaying and dancing as
                       golden midsummer breeze
              runs through scented branches    

marine shrimps are running
               toward tanned ankles
            silver bracelets
               toward brown feet
                             bronze *******

       young boys catching their first fish

sailing boats gliding
    sea gulls
Jul 2015 · 519
Quote ~ xix
The Sun is Alive!
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic love
Jul 2015 · 1.0k
quote ~ xviii
The Art of Poetic Creation and Inspiration is necessary for the World to detach from the Trickster Mind lying all the time to us and others, distorting perception of reality and sustaining our false ego, causing innumerable troubles.

Through Art and Poetry we develop the higher Intuitive Mind. The only place I know bearable enough to exist within.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
Jul 2015 · 558
Quote ~ xvii
When love says --
"Come, dance with me!"
       The beloved dances~~
Inspired by Hafiz
by beloved one
Jul 2015 · 554
Quote ~ xvi
Every child is an angel in disguise.
Jul 2015 · 428
Quote ~ xv
~
"The Contemporary Paradigm Of Science is Altered By its Dreamers."
~
~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic Dreamer
~
Jul 2015 · 1.6k
Santorini
I should
be ******
just by*
*the colours
Jul 2015 · 366
Princess
I want you to tickle
my toes.
Jul 2015 · 2.8k
Pluralism of Ideas
Your idea was to dislike cats.
I love both: You and the Cat.
And in an instant you knew I'm smart!
;)
Jul 2015 · 747
Infatuated by your h
The identity of a poet
smitten into a dreamful
dark beauty
there the accurate
remedy emerges
as a soothing sterling
balm, an intangible
beauty healing the wound
where the majestic Cheiron
pierced and burnt you
across the underlayed
image of yours that
*I yearn to touch..
Chiron = Cheiron* [ Greek ] . . . is an immortal Centaurus.
And centaurus in Mythology is a half human/ half man divine creature.
The Chiron Story elaborates being astonished, surprised to be wounded by the poisoned arrow ~ which he could not heal ~nor die of a poison because of his Immortality. Even before the wound Chiron was prone to live reclusive, lonely life allowing him to develop the stunning self observing mind; an introspective ability for a self reflection and introspective awareness; His features and extra developed powers enabled him to know deep down the core of any human being: their true longing for being more than a human ~ to become divine ~being immortalised~ to transcend the sole human nature which is flawed in one way or another. . .this unbearable truth whith wich humans have to live with. The Mythology is there for us to fix this basic discrepancy between imperfect, perishable humans restored to their divine aspects. Magical impact the Chiron have on humans, helping them when they most need him, this legend lives to this day in contemporary fairy tales and movies as The Trilogy of the magnificent Lord of the Rings is. Since the wound Chiron suffered, the fragility of his own being extended his understanding of human nature making him The Finest Healer having the knowledge and the remedy for the wounded body, heart, mind, soul. . .
"The Wound is really a place of a great Strenght". . . To know your fragility, to know your wound is to embrace the knowlege of Thyself trying to heal it. To transcend!
The horizon was pure Magic:
Pink blue white softness ~ Light born
At the sunset ~ full Moon in bloom. . .
Saw you on wheels  ~ son!
Dodoitsu
7/7/7/5

Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic traveller
Jul 2015 · 1.2k
Morning Around
I saw a little crab coming out the sea
snail shell greeting me.
I saw a ladybug
******* and welcoming
me on the beach.

Then I bathed in the luminous
sun rays naked.
Bare beauty of existence:

I let the lady bug go                
near the coast
to climb on the finest bush branch.
Thank you, happy-go-lucky!
I go as well. . . sweet lady

I saw grey green *****
running into the shade
hiding among sea rock
cracks. . .sea waves splashing over them.

I saw a lonely seagull staring at me
thoughtfuly aware. This reserve sharp,
piercing gaze surpised me ~ thinking:
"Who is this-lady occupying my bay?"

Then the seagull flew away landing
nearby on the baby waves, swaying
with a natural rhythm, drifting, white,
away, still aware of my presence.

I had to draw him within my mind
to capture the curve of his beak
and the orange yellow shade, eyes
thinking of other eyes, masculinity.

The body was The Livingston.  Pure
bonus. Of living. I saw all human beings
have this yearning soul, wanting to be
happy. Every inner light glows beautifully.

*Thank you ~ Majestic Universe! We are
never alone! Interconnected I am, happy,
content, loving each rock, pebble, soil~
tree, person, sunrise~music~sunset!
Every ripple's interference phenomena
caused by these amazing alive beings.
Morning around. . .
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic observer
Jul 2015 · 2.4k
The Fracture Of Time
The silky breeze

worships the old pine trees

and sun gently caresses

the sea ripples.
Jul 2015 · 1.3k
Orchestra ~ Haiku
~

Crickets, cicadas
orchestra meditates me. . .
I hear the bird's song.


~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty

~
Jun 2015 · 1.2k
Mending
Rustic memoirs
decompress under
the kokoros era of ink's
fluid vibrant black belt disciple
submerged to the holy ground bridges
        where growethst the tiniest green lively tapestries caressing the      impeccable coordination of wilted rugs preparing to take off into  the open wide swoon for there's a landor on your lawn, a timber tale lotus blossoming towards the black and blue hues minglin frequency wavered jade bidis becoming the one
swarowski bidi on the rampage of
our wildest years yearning*

*   colours   fading   into     the    righthearted     unity   of    a     remorsed     graceful    residence  unfolding    the rocket      reggae    vibes   happily    again
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
Jun 2015 · 702
Today we weep
Today we weep
For all friends
Leaving us for their
Immaculate flow of feelings
Not wanted to be disturbed...
Between us is a mug of warm milk
Dissolved in the morning black coffee
Your hand leaned on the elbow and gentle
Fingers hold this white jar where cute teady bear
Is painted under the comforting quote in the cloud above:
"Only for You" ~ *in blue

"People are like angels      
with one wing. If we want  
to fly, we have            
to embrace."               
Holding a flowery bouquet...butterflies flutter
alive flowers growing... underneath it all...
    
Listening to the romantic symphonies,
Beautiful beyond the impermanent world of suffering and Disappointments
Nostalgia of old
Picturesque movie scenes gives our aching hearts
Hope for all the lost souls.
Aware of beauty, grateful for health, we cannot help ourselves...
Your beard is shaking a bit... upon your shoulder my cheek
is leaned, caressing your chest and the silky skin covering
the transparency of your bluest veins
Sol-tear trickles down my lips
I taste our sadness...
Our love
I smell
My fear and hope for my friends beloved young girl suffering anorexia
Your loss for your aunt - a departed part of your dna
Her spirit behind the veil of the bookshelves watching
At night us sleeping in utter silence needing to unchain.
Remorsing, for not visiting her as often...
My old, old aunts silent suffering glance
This silent loving reminder speaking to me
without words with love and sadness...
For me not visiting
My love,
we are not perfect ~
but we are alive!

"Two lost souls..."
*loving as much as we can.
Without music the world would be a horrible, desolated space.
Jun 2015 · 645
Beyond Illusions And Back
Assumptions of your observing Mind

come to me as ripples on a Pond

Pondering about your true Muse

and the reason you cling to Her

Her is the woman I know Dearly

an adorable succint writer Following

Artistic Suns who are never Myths

but the living prophecies Unraveled

With every beam focusing at The

core of your microcosmic ******

Awesome Sustainer of Illusions
Blood is not Water
Jun 2015 · 261
Untitled
Well

    I             h  a  v  e         
   
not          spoken       of


     m      a      n     y                            things







You      don't
As *
well!!!!
Jun 2015 · 644
A Wonderful Universe
Everything I Truly know Is Love
Everything I Truly Am is A Grand Mosaic of Life
Loving the Loving Ones

Dreaming collective Dreams
Flying on My Own
~~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic Truth
~~~~~~~~
Jun 2015 · 558
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It
Has
Already
Passed
And Eternity To Contemplate Upon
Jun 2015 · 606
Pouring
Potpurri
Dusted on this everlasting scented wish
*******
Path indulged not taken braken broken
Don't speak
How you polish your rod don't you dare
Purr in society
Of begotten socialistic days every sister
Brooling
Brothers have to unite under the semiotic
Nonsense
Sensual carousels are misinterpreted maps
Printed
On glossy paper sheets which formidably
Stretch
Everybody's hands wide open to traveling
Roads
Not taken hands not shaken feelings black
Holes
Carrots of a crazy chiuwawa
You have to find your centre
Embraced we have to find the core
Delusional are paths of poetry
Some blond chrisp chiks
Started a raging fire
Recognizing
A turmoil
But she
Is
Not
A silly
Birdland
She's your cat
She loves your car
Driven words of despair
Now stop it stop it stop it
Embraced taping on my back
Everything is in vain, I'll work till I drop dead georgeous!
Jun 2015 · 342
Lucky Star
We are still alive!
Paw shake!
Jun 2015 · 351
!I'm a legend
& yet
I'm not famous!
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
Jun 2015 · 976
Zen Woman Pangram
Do Zen masters purposefuly

exclude women's

bizzare human joints

quivering ranking positions?
Imagined by Impeccable Space poetess
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Extremely enjoyed picking up forest strawberries

among quiet zephyrs.

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Imagined     by     Impeccable Space~Poetic Love
Kindest                      Memory
Jun 2015 · 1.1k
Ex-lovers Pangram
Opposite to dark celestial equilibrium*
night frenzy wrapes ex-lovers
*
as titillating aroused jibe.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic desire
Jun 2015 · 3.2k
Pirates Pangram
Pirates crashed whimiscal skulls in a jiffy, venturing
quenched excruciating desires at zestful bounties.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic Notority
Jun 2015 · 1.4k
Maine Coon Pangram
Maine ***** are extremely kind
intelligent telepathic lazy beasts
wisely equipped for joviality.


^.^
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetess
Jun 2015 · 1.2k
Eccentric Pangram
°

Eliza's wolf-dog howls to kin Moon
subjected to expertized vagrancy.



^ ^
*.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
~
Inspired by wolf spirit. Thanks,:) quinn!
Jun 2015 · 895
Paper Pangram
Mind Likewise Jaguar Shivers*
With
Quiet Exuberance
Following It's Pray
*
To The Zenith's End.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Jun 2015 · 1.2k
Fairy tales do come true
"                                                           "
Within my dreams Illuminated

Galaxies travel across Fiery dark canopy

Maybe the Traumdeutung is too much

Of a work before day's work Begins

Above us is also below Us dormitory

Dreaming of our luscious Bodies entwined

Riding each other as Universe was a Wild

Splendid stallion stampeding through Open Space

And her sacred blood turns into the salty Waters

Upon his black neck caressed by the noon

Beneath hot eruptions of Sun's squared light beams

Beneath his magic ebony knited untamed mane

Covering by his pace awaken eyes thirsting

For crystal cold waters deep in the distance

Feeling the pull of a mirage flickering

In the deserts of life; each one crying

Howling alone to the full Moon

Singing to us with strange allure:

"Fairy tales do come True. . ."

*We have to believe!
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
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Jun 2015 · 543
Senryu ~ In Silence
'           '
'           '
swings squeak sparrows chirp
bright laughs trickle to tree tops
one cries ~ I listen
~~~~~~~~~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
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