Poetry

[alchemikey]

the path of illumination
that is my only fixation

my focus for life's duration
is simply self-exploration

if i start to feel stagnation
it's a sign for deep meditation

watching the lungs respiration
awed by the entire creation

sami fills each inhalation
hucha leaves each exhalation

a disciple of divination
wounds open for transmutation

some times require concentration
others best used for relaxation

to be a master of manifestation
one must relinquish all separation

[alchemikey]

life is not as complicated
as it's made out to be

all problems are fabricated
life's simple in reality

it's only when one veers away
from the timeless truth of now

all confusion dissipates
as you focus between the brow

forget about the journey you've trekked
forget about the final destination
remember
there is only this step

forget about past grievances
forget about making amends
remember
there is only this moment

forget about your weight and age
forget and the bodies looming death
remember
there is only this breath

forget about the mistakes you've made
forget about reaching enlightenment
remember
there is only this choice

do you see how simple life can be?
when you strip away the falsity

consciousness undergirds all creation
like a hologram we're all in relation

when one part changes...the whole changes too
holding it all together...love bonds like glue

know who you are...that which is not fleeting
if you need a reminder...your heart inside is beating

[alicewhite]

life is not as complicated
as it's made out to be

all problems are fabricated
life's simple in reality

it's only when one veers away
from the timeless truth of now

all confusion dissipates
as you focus between the brow

forget about the journey you've trekked
forget about the final destination
remember
there is only this step

forget about past grievances
forget about making amends
remember
there is only this moment

forget about your weight and age
forget and the bodies looming death
remember
there is only this breath

forget about the mistakes you've made
forget about reaching enlightenment
remember
there is only this choice

do you see how simple life can be?
when you strip away the falsity

consciousness undergirds all creation
like a hologram we're all in relation

when one part changes...the whole changes too
holding it all together...love bonds like glue

know who you are...that which is not fleeting
if you need a reminder...your heart inside is beating

---

oh my
lions and tigers and bears
here we go again,
ive had a few bad dreams
premonitions
ive been murdered
and i did see the killer,

georgia williams
no i said frantically
everyatom vibrating
electricity,
tied up in a room
but first in a park
or car park
strangled
his face i knew,
back in the room his phone for confirmation used,
then left alone desperatley
i tried the doors
i heard a party
a bar and drinks
i was confused,

then another dream
he called be bones
then he had me all alone
but others came to my rescue
you d[ont have to face this alone
we will protect you,
then in aninstant he was in a van
and he did to himself what he intended for me
a dagger he dug
deep inside his stomache
he screamed
then he lay dying and hot he became ,
and the others told me his soul now burned in the flames,

the next night i dreamt that i was someone else
i was younger and beautiful
long layered red hair,
admiring new image in the mirror i stared,

then the next day
i saw this new face again
when i stumbled upon the news headlines
upon the front page.

georgia williams missing since sunday
a man is in custody
where she is
we can not say.

[alchemikey]

you are the question
and you are the answer

you are the music
and you are the dancer

you are the dreamer
of multi-faceted dreams

this outer world of maya
is more fluid than it seems

your soul has journeyed far
you are many layers deep

hence all the confusion
the truth can barely seep

this illusion is quite thick
the logos has done well

with faith choices are made
to break free from the spell

and once you pierce the veil
there is no going back

awakened from your slumber
responsibility replaces slack

your life becomes one of virtue
full of intention and a moral code

an awareness of what is immediate
helps to lighten the daily load

no longer do you worry
no obstacle makes you fret

in the here and now you remain
you don't look back in regret

there is a freshness in your eyes
others feel safe in your presence

all the gifts you came to share
flow effortlessly from your essence

[alchemikey]

not a morsel of misery gets rejected
a mirror doesn't pick and choose what's reflected

in the heart of great spirit all is accepted
each of us is loved, cherished and respected

for our explorations through time and space
what is invisible we have given a face

from cold dark nights we've learned to embrace
hiding and seeking in a circular race

[alchemikey]

the rings of being widen unto forever
the infinite creator is so very clever

such glorious patterns...such intelligent designs
plotting the points of symmetry and connecting the lines

geometry is sacred...a language far deeper than words
nests built in circles...no doubt it's known by the birds

the flowers are pure expressions...on display when its sunny
let's not forget the bees with their hexagonal combs of honey

drops of water freeze into intricate flakes of snow
to the fibonacci sequence all of nature does grow

the golden angle divides the spacing of the leaves
man is made of this proportion no matter what he believes

pinecones spiral forth as do the shells of the sea
mimicing biology is the next step for humanity

the structure of sound through cymatics revealed
implosion is how the one truth stays concealed

[Plenum]

The Beep Song, by hombre plenum

beep goes the chat, beep beep beep
I look inside my head, and beep beep beep
sometimes I think, and sometimes I don't
but I can always beep beep beep

sing along!

beep beep beep
plenum goes beep
beep beep beep
oh why why why!

this morning seems great, I go beep
I go to the toilet, and beep beep beep
why am I singing, I don't know
but beep beep beep, always goes

sing along!

plenum goes beep; beep, beep, beep
ra goes beep; beep beep beep
purple monkey goes beep; beep beep beep
everyone goes beep; beep, beep, beep.

reset

this is the song where we all go beep
BEEP BEEP BEEP; sing with me
we dance, we sing, and the hammer drops
you can't touch this - beep beep BEEP!



and such is one application of intelligent infinity; the Creator made it so lol

[alchemikey]

dive head first
don't just dip your feet

the truth for which you thirst
in the depths you finally meet

the surface creates much froth
which is quite enjoyable for awhile

but to transform a caterpillar into a moth
one must go below like a crocodile

to silence the ego succumbs
to a will that that is much greater

relax those opposable thumbs
there will be time for doing later

now you refuel with life's invigoration
enter the portal to the treasure inside

nature invokes the use of imagination
remember where you always reside

[alchemikey]

these rhymes that get written
are really seeds

feel free to plant them
nourish them into deeds

i hope they take root
i hope to see them bloom

the motive is to elevate
the help rise above all gloom

i want you to feel empowered
to be showered in love's glory

i want you to dream big
to script and act out a magical story

i want you to take the hero's journey
to be at peace when it gets rough

i want you to live in your element
to know yourself as whole and enough

[alchemikey]

every situation is an invitation
to open up wider your heart

increasing the love that you feel
that my friend is life's best part

will you rise to the occasion?
empathy growing towards each other

can you see opposites as complements?
can you embrace fully but not smother

[alchemikey]

thoughts are universal
not individually rooted

from silence they all come
into silence they get transmuted

the quiescent source we share
it is the link that forms the chain

the connection of the heart
is much stronger than the brain

always begin and always end
in the mystery of what creates

technique and service is helpful
but devotion opens the gates

love, light, unity and joy
the overarching lessons for all realms

the reason for materialization
is to release and heal all qualms

[Hototo]

May my open heart

Shine through all the

Lies I hold of you

My Logoi.

[alchemikey]

to be one is to be all
and with that great knowledge
come greater responsibility

everyone then becomes your child
each so worthy to receive affection
every choice has repercussions

building upon itself
just like harmonic waves
love multiplies exponentially

magicians molding reality
pure perception is the golden key
the seductively solid sense of touch

[alchemikey]

heavenly father
divine mother

help us to see all
as a sister or brother

friend, beloved god
saints and sages

masters and messiahs
of all the ages

we bow down to you
in humbleness and respect

the love you have lived
we hope in our lives to reflect

be with us today
upwards our thoughts please guide

may we stay in our hearts
where the creator does abide

[alchemikey]

meditation is not something one does
just like a bee doesn't try to cause a buzz

meditation is the natural state of being
when the mind is blank and there is pure seeing

without labels to judge and to compare
when nothing is held there is nothing to snare

be careful what you set into motion
every choice is a magical potion

be deliberate about the thoughts you think
all of creation awaits on the brink

the spiritual path is always under construction
the future moves closer by your instruction

no saint ever said, "it wasn't worth it"
plunging into the shadows...falling into a pit

indulge fully, battle with or rise above
always seek purer ways you can love

[alicewhite]

august tenth 1974
i was born
magnets and mirrors
upside down id
upside down
reflected walk,

upon the ceiling
an electric feeling
alternate reality
my feet stepped
head spinning mind reeling

2 0r 3
id cry
at the bottom of our row
a few doors down
id sit in the rain
and swallow down
my pain,

a snake like voice would say to me
your highness dont cry
confide in me
skelli i called him
bones top hat and cloak
i miss my daughter
cameilia ameilia
and my throne
i hate it here
im so young
and alone,
i cant quite remember
but i know your voice
and i know tomorrows
and i have no choice,

skelli you are my only friend
in this place
im falling
longitute and latitude
no end

a crocodile dream
dna
compared

and who was that stranger
at the end of my bed
bare footed
straw hair
weaved skirt
bone necklass
bare chest
and a skull
on a stick
up and down
on the ground
i tried convince myself that he wasnt there
i counted to ten
should i open my eyes
do i dare
i lifted the blanket a bit
and i stared
as my eyes adjusted
back at me he glared
he was really there,

do you remember
how loud i screamed
my mother came in
and rescued me

and when i relayed
what i had seen
she said
that i was special
an indian spirit guide was
what id seen,

row row row my boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily merrily
my life is but a dream

straw hair,
dark skin
stomping fee
small skull atop

[alchemikey]

subtract what can be subtracted
awareness is what will be remaining

inseparable from this moment i am
always full with no waxing nor waning

there is an ever new freshness to life
that is what keeps it so exciting

eternally fascinated by what will come next
just like these words i am now writing

i have no idea where this poem is headed
it is steered by the whims of wonder

towards now is the general direction
beneath the naming i want to pull you under

presence is a constant that never falls away
our true identities are identical

every thought one has is an afterthought
can you see how your life is theatrical?

---

healing is built into everything
we are trying to escape

stop hiding...nor more running away
open the window...all curtains undrape

people will always confront you
with your own rejected waves

freedom comes with acceptance
where denial only enslaves

be on the lookout for your shadow
through projection it's most easily seen

the process of daily forgiveness
keeps the underlying screen clean

nobody can live up to an image
keep your expectations at bay

when temptation comes to greet you
bless and wish it well on its way

---

who you are cannot be practiced
it's more automatic than this breath

what has no beginning can have no end
transcending the cycles of birth and death

consciousness is the ultimate mystery
who can fathom how it all came to be?

all we ever know is this precious presence
the clear light of now is forever free

[haqiqu]

Perhaps the World Ends Here

The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what,
we must eat to live.

The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the
table so it has been since creation, and it will go on.

We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe
at the corners. They scrape their knees under it.

It is here that children are given instructions on what
it means to be human. We make men at it,
we make women.

At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the ghosts
of lovers.

Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms
around our children. They laugh with us at our poor
falling-down selves and as we put ourselves back
together once again at the table.

This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella
in the sun.

Wars have begun and ended at this table. It is a place
to hide in the shadow of terror. A place to celebrate
the terrible victory.

We have given birth on this table, and have prepared
our parents for burial here.

At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow.
We pray of suffering and remorse.
We give thanks.

Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table,
while we are laughing and crying,
eating of the last sweet bite.

~ Joy Harjo ~




(Reinventing the Enemy's Language)

[alchemikey]

whatever life delivers
it's already been allowed in

there is a deeper acceptance
that gives one a permanent grin

when you know your very essence
you know you can't be touched or harmed

from this sure feeling of safety
you realize there is nothing to be alarmed

and so you relax into the flow
every knot becomes untied

rarely getting knocked off balance
when in the center you reside

as if there were an easy button
you've found the path to lasting joy

the only change was an undoing
the mind's need to accept was a ploy

[alchemikey]

who we really are
is an opening that welcomes all

nothings excluded from this invitation
it's okay to even miss the call

where you put your identification
determines what it is you will perceive

if you believe that you are this body
there will be much sorrow for you to grieve

if you believe you are this mind
then from the core of creativity conceive

if you believe you are this spirit
then keep giving as you receive

here...time and space have no influence
it is the ever-elusive encompassing ocean

when all has been said and done
the stillness loves dearly the play of motion

---

thinking is actually guessing
when one thinks one does not know

share the subtle vibes of blessing
the secret language of silence will show

the sacredness of life in plain sight
and all you had to do was stop

acknowledging the source of all light
from the head to the heart now drop

[alchemikey]

every moment a spell is cast
by the blinding light of the sun

quit chewing over the past
spit it all out and be done

let go of the baggage you carry
it is only weighing you down

ask for help from the realm of the fairy
they'll give you shivers from toe to crown

call in your helper and guides
they're waiting to pick up the phone

when you're seeking to make great strides
you don't have to do it alone

yes, ring up your allies and friends
turn each day into a celebration

and just before the party ends
express your thanks with joy and elation

[haqiqu]

Cast All Your Votes For Dancing

I know the voice of depression
Still calls to you.

I know those habits that can ruin your life
Still send their invitations.

But you are with the Friend now
And look so much stronger.

You can stay that way
And even bloom!

Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions' beautiful laughter.

Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From the sacred hands and glance of your Beloved
And, my dear,
From the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.

Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins
That may buy you just a moment of pleasure,
But then drag you for days
Like a broken man
Behind a farting camel.

You are with the Friend now.
Learn what actions of yours delight Him,
What actions of yours bring freedom
And Love.

Whenever you say God's name, dear pilgrim,
My ears wish my head was missing
So they could finally kiss each other
And applaud all your nourishing wisdom!

O keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions' beautiful laughter

And from the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.

Now, sweet one,
Be wise.
Cast all your votes for Dancing!

~ Hafiz ~





(I Heard God Laughing - Renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)

[alchemikey]

when you look at the sun
you are looking at a mirror

it is showing you a reflection
that is perfectly clear

don't shy away
you are that grand

and this planet called earth
is the promised land

---

remember when you were a flower?
your petals unfolded like dreams

remember how you felt in the morning?
as you welcomed the sun's first beams

remember how slowly you opened?
taking in more and more light

remember how many beings you touched?
just through your fragrance and sight

remember the intimate connection?
you had with the buzzing bees

remember the joyful music?
dancing to the birds melodies

remember the day you were picked?
as a gift for an unsuspecting girl

remember how dearly she loved you?
placing you between her ear and a curl

[Plenum]

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/master-of...niverse-3/

Udiah (witness to Yah) (1959 / USA)

Master of the Universe

Who hath constructed the elements
And their atoms' configuration?
Who hath designed every molecule
And shapes their chemical formation?

Who hath conceived the laws of nature
And completed their limitation?
Who hath set galaxies in motion
And did establish time's duration?

Who hath created every life form
And made conscious their domination?
Who hath set parameters on flesh
And gives spirit's continuation?

Who hath numbered the celestial stars
And sand of the sea computation?
Who hath multiplied Abraham's kin
And favored their many a nation?

It hath been Yehovah's creation

[Jade]

Percy Bysshe Shelley
To a Skylark

HAIL to thee, blithe spirit!
Bird thou never wert—
That from heaven or near it
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest,
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

In the golden light'ning
Of the sunken sun,
O'er which clouds are bright'ning,
Thou dost float and run,
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.

The pale purple even
Melts around thy flight;
Like a star of heaven,
In the broad daylight
Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight—

Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear,
Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.

All the earth and air
With thy voice is loud,
As when night is bare,
From one lonely cloud
The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow'd.

What thou art we know not;
What is most like thee?
From rainbow clouds there flow not
Drops so bright to see,
As from thy presence showers a rain of melody:—

Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:

Like a high-born maiden
In a palace tower,
Soothing her love-laden
Soul in secret hour
With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower:

Like a glow-worm golden
In a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden
Its aërial hue
Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view:

Like a rose embower'd
In its own green leaves,
By warm winds deflower'd,
Till the scent it gives
Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-wingèd thieves.

Sound of vernal showers
On the twinkling grass,
Rain-awaken'd flowers—
All that ever was
Joyous and clear and fresh—thy music doth surpass.

Teach us, sprite or bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never heard
Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.

Chorus hymeneal,
Or triumphal chant,
Match'd with thine would be all
But an empty vaunt—
A thin wherein we feel there is some hidden want.

What objects are the fountains
Of thy happy strain?
What fields, or waves, or mountains?
What shapes of sky or plain?
What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?

With thy clear keen joyance
Languor cannot be:
Shadow of annoyance
Never came near thee:
Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.

Waking or asleep,
Thou of death must deem
Things more true and deep
Than we mortals dream,
Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?

We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Yet, if we could scorn
Hate and pride and fear,
If we were things born
Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.

Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books are found,
Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!

Teach me half the gladness
That thy brain must know;
Such harmonious madness
From my lips would flow,
The world should listen then, as I am listening now.

[alchemikey]

peace is like a weightless waterfall
washing away each pebble of concern

it is flowing...always in the background
from the crashing waves one must discern

what is permanent...what doesn't come and go
that is where calmness is to be found

it's not a secret...it's not even hidden
just listen for the soundless sound

below the stream of thoughts
deeper than the heart's steady pulse

beyond all depth and yet so near
who distinguishes what's true and false?

resonance is relative to each individual
just like no two snowflakes are the same

the absolute burns away the personal
like a moth that flies into a flame

---

learning to surf the rising and falling
we're here to cultivate our soul's calling

to be a leader requires power and strength
we must be willing to go any length

with the supreme virtues our characters get built
like a grandmother who stitches a warming quilt

sifting the righteous clay from the sand and silt
innocence replacing any residue of guilt

[alchemikey]

what if you left behind
any idea of worse or better?

a fish will never find
any water that is wetter

there is no final judge
determining what's right or wrong

if you feel a little budge
then with that push go along

release control for awhile
relax into where life is flowing

it is fine to be docile
to have no clue where one is going

the current knows the way
trust in life's guidance

when you see it turns out okay
it helps boost your confidence

[alchemikey]

when you feel super serene
there is much that one can glean
just by hearing the tone of your voice

before any words are spoke
how laughter ripples from a joke
heart emanations reach us first

the message is contained
the silent one's entrained
to the original thought of free choice

there is nothing to battle
all waves the ocean can straddle
novelty creates an unquenchable thirst

[Plenum]

Haki Madhubuti's POETRY:
http://www.math.buffalo.edu/~sww/madhubu...e2.html#IS TRUTH LIBERATING?

IS TRUTH LIBERATING?

if it is truth that binds
why are there
so many lies between
lovers?

if it is truth that is liberating
why
are people told:
they look good when they don't
they are loved when they aren't
everything is fine when it ain't
glad you're back when you're not.

Black people in america
may not be made for the truth
we wrap our lives in disco
and sunday sermons
while
selling false dreams to our children.

lies
are refundable,
can be bought on our revolving
charge cards as
we all catch truth
on the next go round
if
it doesn't hurt.

[alchemikey]

my strategy towards life
is to keep it super simple

meeting all with open arms
embracing both the beauty and the pimple

we're not here to pick out flaws
but to discover that we are whole

what we deem as imperfections
were chosen carefully by our soul

that is the work we came for
to transfigure and make ourselves anew

when forgiveness is you staple
then karma will not accrue

the heart is our true home
not the theater inside our head

pay attention to the feelings
not the clumsy words that get said