IT’S NOT TIME YET


28 April 2019

A pantoum 

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It’s not the time yet for leaving

There is still breath and sight

Still the gathering of thoughts

In the construct of living

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There is still breath and sight

And so much more to share, to say

In the construct of living

In the coming of unbearable loss

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And so much more to share, to say

Heart to heart exchange, a steady beat

In the coming of unbearable loss

When the Infinite has you again 

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Heart to heart exchange, a steady beat

The feel of false permanency rising

When the Infinite has you again

And your soul travels the vast unknown

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The feel of false permanency rising

A surrender of gravitational pull on life

And your soul travels the vast unknown

Having to let go of this mundane living

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A surrender of gravitational pull on life

As the Divine essence of Spirit calls

Having to let go of this mundane living

These pleasure of physical reality releasing

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As the Diving essence of Spirit calls

Still the gathering of thoughts

These pleasures of physical reality releasing

It’s not the time yet for leaving

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~~ cc jeanne adwani

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WHAT WONDER IS THAT?


27 April 2019

ALICE

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Wonder has magic in it 

That mystery of not yet knowing

In the wide eyed, bright eyed

Mischief that lives in the question

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Of Wonder why, wonder how

Wonder when, wonder what

In the living day lights is That

Glitch in the fabric of the Universe

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That shimmering, quivering

Anomaly of patterns you thought

Could not possibly shape shift

Into a new paradigm

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The check list of what is, isn’t

What isn’t, is, and then nothing

You feel into the ‘all fucked-up-ness’

And wonder, what will happen next

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Or is the deceive of your eyes, 

The betrayal of your mind

The crack in your wanting heart

Leading you down Alice’s hole

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There will be dinner with The Rabbit

And that Queen with no Heart

Will march you more deeply into

The fantasy cause she wondered

You into Being

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CC  jeanne adwani

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I Make Waves Not Ripples


26 April 2019

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There is longing in those dark blue pools

When you look this way, the way you did

all those years ago

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The pebble of my leaving still leaves a 

faint ripple ring around your heart

I can feel it come for me

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I am the shore feeling the dark waters

of your heart tap, tap, against my edges

They are caught in the moss of me

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All that moist yearning feeding 

on the green verdancy of my becoming

I no longer swimming in you

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Past the treading of water to catch

all my breath back to myself

You can not pull me under

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Buoyant, diving with the sharks

wrapped in jelly fish and barracuda

your pools are a puddle

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And I breathe under water now

I make waves not ripples

I am the emerald sea

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~  cc… jeanne adwani

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The Way of Words ~ The Birth of Sentences


25 April 2019

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Words drop in like clatter in a tin can

like soft rain that goes torrential

like broken glass on the mind highway

or the random strike of lightening 

hitting the brain’s circuitry 

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A scatter of run-together sentences

and stray explicative punctuations

in blinking flashes across the eyes

there is no grabbing ahold of them

not while they play the strobe dance

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The best is to let some land in the heart

or maybe the womb space for a birthing

that is what they want really

to land in some poetic ordered sense

with a big breathy sob of exclamation

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Once they squeeze out of that canal

all bright and shine and newly ordered

fully alive and ready to live out-loud

it’s the way words are in how they clatter

how they get birthed and sentenced

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cc… jeanne Adwani.

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KEEP IT REAL


24 April, 2019

‘Keep it real, Let it come from the heart’

Lay the hard words and conflict down

to the ears that need the hearing

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Lead with the chalice of your heart 

Make kindness the way 

of uncomfortable truths

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Even in the stun of betrayal 

What needs saying must get said

There is not a way around some hurts 

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They come with an unexpected pierce

In the why would you confront That

In the who made you the righteous one

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Coming at it from the backdoor

Makes no comfort for the giver or receiver

Not even a gentle knock at the front door

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Gives ease to what rises to be said

Trust leaves the Doors open for entrance

The ‘real’ might lock the door for awhile

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Action gives consequences

To the heart of it in the lay down

In the need for what needs saying

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Keep it real, Let it come from the Heart

Doubt will not be your friend

Lead with Love.

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cc.. jeanne adwani

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NATURE WINS !


23 April 2019

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Some poems are a ramble… Like this one. Sat down and this is what I got.

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Nature is persistent in the way She gives

There is not a moment when the giving stops

Not a moment when Nature is ceaselessly

recalibrating where she will unleash Her elements

to make beauty or lay mayhem.

If the Sun isn’t shining here, it is somewhere else

If it’s raining here, it isn’t somewhere else

A draught means there is a flood, somewhere else

And endless conspire to do as She pleases.

Displaying Her might and sovereignty

wherever she Will.

There is no fooling Nature, 

There is no controlling Nature.

There often is no rhyme or reason

Nature does not need us to thrive

She privileges us with her allowance

in tolerating our insipid taking

from her with giving little if any

return.  

Nature Wins

We are a dis-ease on her

May we learn to ceaselessly

honor her before she does

a back flip and we’re gone

Nature wins

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BRING YOUR SENSE OF WONDER


22 April 2019

Crystal Ball Nebula

Word pool prompt with Jill Badonsky

~bring your, four-side, constellation, hot, turning day, endless, navigate, pottery, arm, picture of, night, footprints, collection , fortune,, the sense of wonder, wardrobe,, strangers, love, change, house, bunny.

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Bring your sense of wonder 

with the turning day

Make the wardrobe for your body

A collection of endless magnificence

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Lay the soul of your footprints

across the night sky

Let the constellation of Love navigate

The endless fortune of change

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Make your house not be a four-sided container

Give it the vastness of a hot surging nebula

Whirling and seething 

In the Infinite arms of the unknown

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Bring your sense of wonder

across the night sky

whirling and seething

In the Infinite arms of the unknown.

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