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Sensing loving whispers
Which slide into my mind
To conjure soft enticements
Invoking ***** to find,
Finding warm inducements
Temptation calls its own
When locked inside a fantasy
Wherein we sit alone.
Alone in darkened corridors
Where sensual shadows slide
Where, without preamble,
Eroticisms hide.
Where, within a gentle touch,
All light would flush confirmed
Causing demons penned in caverns deep
To writhe in passion earned…
In harmony such symphony
Of gentle, moving song
Would dwindle in the offing down
To whispers, softly gone.

M.
14 November 2014
Tho thou walk through life aloof
And look askance at all who dwell,
All who wear the covernance
Of simple shroud in common Hell.
Tho thou speak to condescend
To those who bend convention's way,
Thy lofty tones are lost to they
Who undermine the things thee say.
Oh that thee, should taste the fruit
Bite the fig and sip the wine
Be aware of surrepticion's
Sleight of hand with concubine.
Tho thy sandaled feet be gold
Tho thy robes be lined with silk
Thee must best avoid the vice
That over compliments thy ilk.
Penance paid is rich deserved
By he who struts by fortune's way,
For should the winds blow well this night
Tomorrow's gale may make thee pay.*

M.
Pukehana Paradise
13 December 2014
Her inner beauty
Shone so brightly
And was seen by others
blind, she knew not her own worth
9/14/2014
Lose yourself in the rhythmic vibrations
Waves of tranquility will wash you away
To a far away land where there is silence
Hear your inner self speak the profound words
Here we live by the moments
In the distant land there is no concept of time
All in the eternity, whole existence becomes clear
Finally, open the eyes of your mind
Realize the existence of the universe, within
And the oneness will be your realization
Chanting the hymn of eternal mantra
You are ONE
Trust is like the clear waterfall
Flowing down difficult terrains
To make them hospitable and fertile
Its origin is from the heart
That is tranquil and full of love
Filling every crevice
Of the parched grounds
With conviction to soften more hearts
Touch the magic waters
Bathe yourself in the flowing beauty
And trust shall have you transformed
Love to trust
And trust to Love
Hold the magic water in the crucible
there's beauty in silence
except when
it echoes a void.
~(by Joanna, "The Backroads Girl")~

Somewhere between the millions of years
it takes for light to reach earth
and our first glimpse of the stars
there is a promise.

Somewhere between the humility
of a young girl's heart
and her baby's first cry
there is life.

Somewhere in the passing
of precious oil and gold
into a carpenter's rough hands
there is obedience.

Somewhere between the bustle
of a small dusty town
and the stink of its stables
there is a miracle.

Because somewhere
between the heavens
and our small, open hearts
love came
no, love still
comes down.

~

Postscript:
This is not my poem; it‘s arrival in my Facebook inbox a few days ago was a welcome event and I have read and reread it countless times since.  Some poems are just too precious to keep to ourselves… this is one of those.  I am publishing it here with the author’s permission for all of you to enjoy.   (I prefer to not post nameless poems, so in that it was posted without a name, I took the liberty to give it one.) 

Joanna, thank you for letting me share this with my Hello Poetry friends.  I have no doubt that I speak for others here who would welcome more of your writings here on Hello Poetry.  Consider this your invitation.

From Joanna’s Facebook bio- “I am on a journey- I travel with a suitcase full of of outrageous blessings. I'm an artist, a writer, an explorer...”
https://www.facebook.com/BackroadsGirl/info
We often say,
" Save me,"
as if it were
possible at all.

like catching
all the world's
waterfalls

like breathing
a fireball

like dogs playing
basketball

But those don't work,
and neither does our wish.

Hopeless
like words on the lips of fish

Try as you might
but your attempts will always
be dismissed.

The hope of salvation is
self-love that persists.
love thy self.
know thy self.
save thy self.
One drop of love does it as one drop of pure water would do it,
One drop of love took billion folds in him as the ripples form from the bubbles of the fish,
That million folds couldn't find the expression nor thoughts but ineffable intimacy,
That million folds couldn't find the expression but Ardhanarishvara,
he has to incorporate her in to himself,
Shed half of hisself to synergize her,
emerged a perfect human being,
Half-masculine and half-feminine,
The source of creation and creation fused,
Body couldn't control it,it is too much for the flesh,
flesh is to grave but the energies are to rave,
raving not with the mind but with the existence,
existence being unto itself....
the cells are scattered and hitting the boundaries with the ecstasy ,
breath became boisterous,
tears tilted across the breast and chest,
death and birth in one breath,
No more human parameters,
there is no more he and she,there is one....
he is bound by no more logic nor she,
Logic is for the mind but she is for him,
O my soul long the cohesion,
the cohesion that frees the innate freedom,
Per se the freedom from the cycles of death and birth,
There is no thought as there is a lot,
they transcended the physical dimension
they inundated in the experiential dimension of life,
A LIFE IN BILLION FOLDS.....
you're my kin
through thick and thin
you've seen me cry
and you've seen me die
reborn into new
and watched me grew
thrived into this bright being
that you're proud of seeing
i love you, broseph
you're dope as ****
i'll always be there
no matter where, i swear
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