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 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
Onoma
Pacing with the adamant
intensity of a madman...
at the reoccurring edge of
revelation.
A soundproof roar, guttural
to the foundation of the
earth, passes for silence.
It goes something like our
world, whose lips tremble
while whistling...as to imply
all is well.
To herald the eyes and ears of
revelations that clear the light
out of dark, the dark out of light...
to ****** balance.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
Onoma
The tongue is a
solitary dancer,
whose tip weighs
words that may
never make it out.
These are the words
when truly weighted...
free the solitary dancer.
To the rythm of poetry,
thus made indistinguishable.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
Onoma
When senses spent
themselves, a prudent
thought placed a mint
upon a hotel pillow.
Our postal pearl...
gone modern.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
Onoma
At the peak of
presence imposed,
wet with rise and
fall...you eulogized
something that could
not escape us.
We grounded the sky,
we skied the ground...
the circumvented posts
of our eyes ran as blind milk.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
Onoma
The withering of
flowers only initiate
their drift to incredible
refinement.
Their scents remain
in the ethers, these
stars of spring...that
forever inspire winter.
To withdraw from
its white meditation,
as unblent color.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
Onoma
Eye beside eye--
beholders wed
by The Beholder.
Wild with the evolution
of beauty--round, red and vivid.
As one cut from knowledge,
rapacious with awe.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
nivek
Your goodwill sent on an eternal path
-touched all hearts ever made
one thought in a universe of pain
-healed so much in its simple way
all those rippled ponds
-the gentle creation of a world of love
from the carpenters sweat working wood
-to hanging on the wood of the cross.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
nivek
All the dross must be cut away
-again plunged into the forge.

The anvil ringing with the hammer
-and the glowing life of the flame.

A burning heart shaped for love
-for love desires a pure vessel.
 Jan 2017 NuurSeraph
nivek
The Sun claims your ashes
the sea your fluid self
the Earth your clay
your soul to eternity
belongs today.
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