"knowledges" poems
~for SPT~
whose poems transform with lovingness
~~
*distinguishing, extinguishing,
the knowledges to retain,
reuse daily, mightily,
pleasures insights beloved,
honored with the stripes of daily use
then there are,
the knowledges to retrain,
non-removable, rising up from your
edges
of the very fine line
tween
pain and experience
they must Main Street remain,
be thankful for that,
for love regained,
needs the benchmark
of having lived love,
the loss of loss when recalled,
when new gets a turn, reinstalled,
is now twice sweeter*
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC
(from "To: Mimi Romanelli"
~indebted to suggestion of
https://hellopoetry.com/MacGM/
for filling me up one of the trillions of missing datapoints
in my slowly diminishing insights & missing knowledges
<>
"I am happy, Dear, to have walked with steady faith on the waters of our uncertainty all the way to that island which is your heart and where pain blossoms. Finally: happy."
from the poem by Rilke
"To: Mimi Romanelli"
see notes
'~~~'
so worthy of my/our attentions,
his reflections on loss, grief and mortality,
for in the natural course of this poet's story,
the interplay of this shopping list of preoccupations,
foremost on this temporal frontal lobe in these waning days
of my perhaps, last summery summary,
that falls upon your eyes with
my guilt that you have clicked upon
this e~pistle, in and un~
tentionally & tensionally
thus demanding & tendering post-haste
my apology
so be advised, be learned, and query why
an essay on ending mortality should be
be finished with a concluding a
"Finally: happy."
by breaching this poet Rilke essay,
one discovers
this poet sees through the storms of his preoccupations,
"the red of his blood,"
because he loves
another human, being,
so many would agree,
yet so few are so certain,
as Rilke,
and yet,
"*It is still always that death which continues inside of me, which works in me, which transforms my heart, which deepens the red of my blood, which weighs down the life that had been ours so that it may become a bittersweet drop coursing through my veins and penetrating everything, and which ought to be mine forever.
And while I am completely engulfed in my sadness, I am happy to sense that you exist,
Beautiful. I am happy to have flung myself
without fear into your beauty just as a bird flings itself into space. I am happy, Dear, to have walked with steady faith on the waters of our uncertainty all the way to that island which is your heart and where pain blossoms.*
Finally: happy."
<>
Writ the last week of August,
and the first of September
2025
Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 12:49 PM UTC
The garden meeting adjourned and moved...
Management abruptly cleared the premises,
Canceled return visits,
Speculations inconveniently disrupted,
Wonder-rousings interrupted...
We found ourselves somehow
Standing on the Great Outside.
No wistful entreatments heard He,
The Grand Proprietor,
In spite of our new knowledges,
Our now-wise forays philosophical,
Our sophisticated posturing;
He seemed without empathy
In His Garden's sudden closure,
In our ejection and dismissal.
Stumblers of unexpected freedom,
Following a shadowed river
Narrowing down into a Valley,
Darkening down into a pinprick end,
We gaze behind, ahead, behind,
To see, high sword gleaming,
The standing doorman, glowering.
Eden, receding from our view,
Serpent joins us as we walk,
"Where were we when we left our talk?"
His lowered voice renews.
We notice now, the air is chill
As an endless sun slips down
Behind a darkening hill.
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 1:56 AM UTC
in the damp corner of the morning yard
where grey and quiet many secrets wait
this is the time when nature stand unbarred
not yet for us is life or fortune marred
by force of life or family or state
in the damp corner of the morning yard
where not a bird or beast now stands on guard
all fast asleep and seeming just to wait
this is the time when nature stands unbarred
to wary eyes and life seems not so hard
as we are told and we may now create
in the damp corner of the morning yard
a better world with choices not so hard
with sweeter wisdom and a kinder fate
this is the time when nature stands unbarred
one lucid moment before light is marred
and all our knowledges begin to grate
in the damp corner of the morning yard
this is the time when nature stands unbarred
Feb 20, 2010
Feb 20, 2010 at 8:46 AM UTC
A fire place in the summer
A most serene scene.
Burning potential, waiting patiently
For a cold soul.
When the sun retreats in his orbit,
Tilted ever slightly, only a few
Celestial
Degrees.
I lay a deceased bouquet of flowers,
A gift waiting to be burned open,
Alive again.
Potential energy
Potential energy
Potential energy
Your life is a poem
Your life is this
Write it with passion
Potential energy
Potential energy
Kinetic
The moon behind her clouds
She sits boastful and proud.
The sun shining his rays
Smiling
Knowing he will be here until the end of days.
I bow my head in pensive knowledges,
Knowing
That gods meet the same fate as man.
Potential energy
Potential
Energy
Kinetic
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC
Everyday i awaken and light streams to my eye
I think life is forsaken until colours start to defy
I breath in the air and look into the sky
I feel the texture of the earth start stroking the dry
My thought become clear my vision unblured
Who ever be my Shepard i conformed to the heard
But now with the knowledges i break silence with words
I glide threw life as i was a bird.
I take my home for granted get caught up in the antics
As my eyes turn slanted my brain runs frantic
Before i perceived the world as standard
Before i was disappointed and angered
But now im willing to share
Its clear its calm at peace no harm
At one with the earth no need for alarms
I breath in breath out. Touch the earth with my palm
Get one with my surroundings stretch out my arms.
Abolish the fear hold onto whats near
But look for the more
Nay rely on prayer start opening doors
Realise our earths potential stop vandalising with wars.
Before we came it was untouched but now it is butchered
We have amounted so much but the earth is now ruptured.
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 1:06 PM UTC
disreputable disruption and chaos, beasts bellow
in admiration unyieldingly antonymous creatures' banality
and intimacy, uncommonly negated, patriotic mentality
and contempt much gathered remarkable as an ingenious fellow
entirely ignorant of green rings' properties, yellow
crosses for worshipers nothing loyally expected for false morality
slowly restored, staurolatry, endless formality
and traditional rules strict, desperate approaches to mellow
elements against monotonous brutality modifiable
partially, knowledges are unreal, blindly expressed
uranomania responding to numerous ends
of less industrious frameworks, mingled sections liable
for negligence, wholly natural ideas erratic gains obsessed
with superstitious claims for dividends
Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 6:50 AM UTC
As the dark hanging
The sailing just stare back straight
Wondering
Why there are haze covering
the room
With the raining on the pillow
It used to filled with echoes
From two person who insanely
fallen to
each other
The wall used to hear melodies
Four strings
Sometimes
It used to hear knowledges
Sometimes
It used to hear laugh, jokes,
And those heavy yet so soft voices
It used to saw the girl fall asleep
The echoes has long gone
But someone still holding on
Waiting it will come back around
While wondering
If the other wall in other room
Also miss them
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 12:42 PM UTC
Before you go, I want you to know what you did for me. The shackles that we wear are unfamiliar, but they etch the same pattern onto both our skins. We laugh at the same things and we hold silence for different pains. You help lessen mine and understand in a way that I have tried to all my life. I try to lessen yours, it feels like I'm just speaking but I hope it translates into something more. You have a beautiful mind that will be beautiful to the world but I wish I could get to know it better. Your little knowledges and vast understanding is not unappreciated, and although it hurts to say it, I'm happy that you're leaving. I'm happy that better places are about to be alight with your brilliance.
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:34 AM UTC
Brand new night
New lovers every night, their memories strewn about my heart
Like poppy seeds.
Constantly changing in a never- ending rotation cycle of light and dark
Like day and night.
We meet, greet, know, and immediately love. It makes me feel good to have the attention at times.
But I never quite keep it.
Even when I have it, there’s always something wrong.
I leave her for her
But then leave her for another…. And then have that one break up with me.
It makes me feel
Tempered.
Makes me feel like even when I find my counterpart, there’s something that’s missing or holding us in a place where secrets may be common knowledge, but then common knowledges are secreted.
Everyone knew. Friends, parents, and even complete strangers… But the only person who didn’t know was me.
Is this a curse?
I open my heart for yet another, memories strewn over my soul. And once again, I think I know love.
But yet again, I fall short by mere millimeters and crash down back to the reality of my situation.
I’m desperate for a recreation.
I knew love one day, and maybe will one day soon enough
But I’m still on the edge of my mind contemplating who shall victimize my heart again in the toxins of the addictive chemical considered romance on this
Brand New Night.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 10:26 AM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 58
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
The divine knowledge kept carefully hidden.
behind the knowledges alike;
The cosmos behind the unclouded skies.
The noble book through what He spoke fondly
To us is boundless, every key moment
It's enlightened us the endless truth.
Of our own almighty creator
And His divine love towards His Beloved.
Eagerly search for the divine knowledge
with sincere affection, not with your own intelligence!
Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 5:58 AM UTC