Poems by Ahavati
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2018 9:51pm
1st Apr 2018 9:51pm
Anatomy of Loss: NapoWriMo 2018 Collection
Prelude
The Known Unknown:
a subconscious Being residing
amid our Living waters;
an under-pulse within reach
of understanding
Its indecipherable meaning
barely beyond explainable feeling
neonatal in our inked pens
gestating awareness
An unconscious Light Source ...
The Known Unknown:
a subconscious Being residing
amid our Living waters;
an under-pulse within reach
of understanding
Its indecipherable meaning
barely beyond explainable feeling
neonatal in our inked pens
gestating awareness
An unconscious Light Source ...
#universe
#NaPoWriMo2018
#humankind #WritingPoetry
#humankind #WritingPoetry
237 reads
74 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Mar 2018 1:07pm
20th Mar 2018 1:07pm
Lifetimes
They say I knew you
before these brittle bones
formed in the womb
Your details were etched
into my subconcious psyche
before time was born
A double stranded helix
of spiralling DNA
beyond human memory
They say to me
in times of doubt
Validation isn't important
as knowing deep down
Nor should I worry
about proving
what already exists
But,...
before these brittle bones
formed in the womb
Your details were etched
into my subconcious psyche
before time was born
A double stranded helix
of spiralling DNA
beyond human memory
They say to me
in times of doubt
Validation isn't important
as knowing deep down
Nor should I worry
about proving
what already exists
But,...
#love
#universe
#spiritual
#evolution
#Taoism
247 reads
28 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
16th Mar 2018 00:43am
16th Mar 2018 00:43am
Limpid
Foam-capped waves
a mountanous sight;
an ocean bleeding
afterlight
The great white Moon
a circling shark;
devouring darkness
and starry night
Morning bestirs
drunk on poems
reveal ductile bodies
limpid with Love
~
a mountanous sight;
an ocean bleeding
afterlight
The great white Moon
a circling shark;
devouring darkness
and starry night
Morning bestirs
drunk on poems
reveal ductile bodies
limpid with Love
~
#love
#universe
#moon #nature
#moon #nature
216 reads
18 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2018 3:22am
10th Mar 2018 3:22am
Wedding Day
I
The moment I felt Death
courting you
my rib cage collapsed
splintered into loss
it would take lifetimes
of growth to reform belief
from shattered cartiledge
and bone
I curled into childhood--
that strange little girl
always alone
talking to herself
on the playground
Thinking she was whispered
a safe solitude
of hush-holy clouds
cammoflaging her
from mating rituals
unnoticed;
...
The moment I felt Death
courting you
my rib cage collapsed
splintered into loss
it would take lifetimes
of growth to reform belief
from shattered cartiledge
and bone
I curled into childhood--
that strange little girl
always alone
talking to herself
on the playground
Thinking she was whispered
a safe solitude
of hush-holy clouds
cammoflaging her
from mating rituals
unnoticed;
...
#death
257 reads
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2018 2:07pm
4th Mar 2018 2:07pm
Numbered
Time, which sees all things,
has found you out.' - Sophocles
I choose
not to view artificial light
or accept fake sentiment
offered in disguise
There are better things
to observe and experience:
splitting earth
shedding winter skin
hatching wildflower eggs;
thrushed miracles
drumstick limbs tapping
the weight of squirrels; ...
has found you out.' - Sophocles
I choose
not to view artificial light
or accept fake sentiment
offered in disguise
There are better things
to observe and experience:
splitting earth
shedding winter skin
hatching wildflower eggs;
thrushed miracles
drumstick limbs tapping
the weight of squirrels; ...
#happiness
#love
#hope
#faith
#spiritual
294 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2018 2:38pm
2nd Mar 2018 2:38pm
The Way to Love Yourself
Stray poems shadow me
hungry for crumbs
from my pocket dictionary
Definitions which would shed
explanations on their confused
state of non-existence
You see, I know what it's like
to be hungry, to shiver in
the season of homelessness
with nothing but a rusty roof
leaking rain barrel tetanus
I know what soles feel like
calloused from following
dead-ended dreams
But, here's the thing
no definition can appease
that constrictor knot...
hungry for crumbs
from my pocket dictionary
Definitions which would shed
explanations on their confused
state of non-existence
You see, I know what it's like
to be hungry, to shiver in
the season of homelessness
with nothing but a rusty roof
leaking rain barrel tetanus
I know what soles feel like
calloused from following
dead-ended dreams
But, here's the thing
no definition can appease
that constrictor knot...
#love
#universe
#TruthOfLife
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13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2018 1:47am
23rd Feb 2018 1:47am
Bishop Peter
Doorway to Spring
growing thing, splitting
tender shoots
soft, luminous
starlike seedling curling
from its meteor cavern
needing so little warmth
nebula heart prickled
gelatinous in dormancy
I lift nearer the offering
aroma puncturing me
sharper than stark branches
until I relax. . .
regain my earthly senses
~
For J . . .
because Spring 💜
growing thing, splitting
tender shoots
soft, luminous
starlike seedling curling
from its meteor cavern
needing so little warmth
nebula heart prickled
gelatinous in dormancy
I lift nearer the offering
aroma puncturing me
sharper than stark branches
until I relax. . .
regain my earthly senses
~
For J . . .
because Spring 💜
#flowers
#spring
#nature
280 reads
9 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th Feb 2018 1:24am
17th Feb 2018 1:24am
Indian Summer
My heart winks you into permanence:
writing, sketching, reading
Whatever it is you are doing now
in dark-gray lead on plain paper;
no burgundy hues amber in light
cobalt blue for stark emphasis
or a thesaurus accompaniment
to redefine that which simply is:
A portrait in need of no retouching;
words perfect in formation
shaping Universal omens
sacrosanct souls amid pupils
Soon the crocuses will come
as madness skulking the brain
sweet smoke of morning hashish ...
writing, sketching, reading
Whatever it is you are doing now
in dark-gray lead on plain paper;
no burgundy hues amber in light
cobalt blue for stark emphasis
or a thesaurus accompaniment
to redefine that which simply is:
A portrait in need of no retouching;
words perfect in formation
shaping Universal omens
sacrosanct souls amid pupils
Soon the crocuses will come
as madness skulking the brain
sweet smoke of morning hashish ...
#love
#flowers
#spring #nature
#spring #nature
311 reads
21 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Feb 2018 2:07am
15th Feb 2018 2:07am
After-Prism
The moist pulp of your lips
sweet on mine, ripened melon
naturally fresh from the vine
after a lifetime of bitter fruit
artificially soured mash
of added sugar to taste
I've looked too long upon You
absorbing so much Love
strangers see You reflected
when I pass them by
as a vivid light leaves
an after-prism in the eyes
~
For My J 💜
The most patient, caring
man I'm blessed to Love
and be Loved by 💏
Always
sweet on mine, ripened melon
naturally fresh from the vine
after a lifetime of bitter fruit
artificially soured mash
of added sugar to taste
I've looked too long upon You
absorbing so much Love
strangers see You reflected
when I pass them by
as a vivid light leaves
an after-prism in the eyes
~
For My J 💜
The most patient, caring
man I'm blessed to Love
and be Loved by 💏
Always
#beauty
270 reads
14 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Feb 2018 12:00pm
14th Feb 2018 12:00pm
Cyclic
Darkness parasols Us
awaiting light to pour over
the moist, open earth
Somewhere a clock ticks
Milky Way moments
hovering above a landing strip
of shimmering blue planet
Stars root, their silver beaks
pecking in night's coup
crescent moon scarring the sky
Your still silhouette
total in my eyes--
a wholeness of essence
awakening
I see only you, my purpose
and way, bright...
awaiting light to pour over
the moist, open earth
Somewhere a clock ticks
Milky Way moments
hovering above a landing strip
of shimmering blue planet
Stars root, their silver beaks
pecking in night's coup
crescent moon scarring the sky
Your still silhouette
total in my eyes--
a wholeness of essence
awakening
I see only you, my purpose
and way, bright...
#love
#spiritual
277 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2018 00:04am
11th Feb 2018 00:04am
47
Intentions
as intentions go
was to list 47 things
I Loved about you most
Compassionate nature
empathic vibration, gentle
patience laced in wisdom
I could go on . . .
about your dedication
to creative arts and Us
I could sing accolades
regarding your commitment
chivalrous honor thereof
A brave Spirit
in face of adversity
calm resolve settling it
There aren't enough
adjectives...
as intentions go
was to list 47 things
I Loved about you most
Compassionate nature
empathic vibration, gentle
patience laced in wisdom
I could go on . . .
about your dedication
to creative arts and Us
I could sing accolades
regarding your commitment
chivalrous honor thereof
A brave Spirit
in face of adversity
calm resolve settling it
There aren't enough
adjectives...
#love
#birthday
280 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2018 8:33pm
3rd Feb 2018 8:33pm
I wait because
the world goes on despite grief
our loved-ones warm in graves
while friends and acquaintences
congregate with their own lives
having paid genuine respect
I wait because I've been there
watching those cars drive by
from the burial site or window;
families enroute to a day out
nothing in their world seemingly
shattered or displaced
I wait because Monday comes
nonetheless, followed by the week;
a corporate cog churning nonstop
for quota of productive deadlines
while our mother's dresser
father's recliner, or...
our loved-ones warm in graves
while friends and acquaintences
congregate with their own lives
having paid genuine respect
I wait because I've been there
watching those cars drive by
from the burial site or window;
families enroute to a day out
nothing in their world seemingly
shattered or displaced
I wait because Monday comes
nonetheless, followed by the week;
a corporate cog churning nonstop
for quota of productive deadlines
while our mother's dresser
father's recliner, or...
#grief
#death
#patience
363 reads
13 Comments
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