Submissions by Ahavati
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Proprio Vos Sanguine Pasco
It's not just a man
it's a woman—
but more than that
a woman of color
It's transgender, gay
lesbian, or bisexual;
it's Asian, Natives:
American, Alaskan, Hawaiian
and Pacific Islander;
it's Indian, Latino
Hispanic, Black
and more women
than any other cabinet
the history of America had
It's not just a man
we celebrate today
nor put our faith in—
it's balance, equality
one nation, indivisible
with liberty and...
but more than that
a woman of color
It's transgender, gay
lesbian, or bisexual;
it's Asian, Natives:
American, Alaskan, Hawaiian
and Pacific Islander;
it's Indian, Latino
Hispanic, Black
and more women
than any other cabinet
the history of America had
It's not just a man
we celebrate today
nor put our faith in—
it's balance, equality
one nation, indivisible
with liberty and...
#hope
#women
#politics
#feminism
#morality
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Liminal Spaces
In these times of uncertainty
we seek a way to proceed
through saturated fear and grief
This juncture in history
is daunting, an experience
of crossroads and liminality—
the dying gasps of patriarchy
surrendering to a paradigm shift
still wobbly on its feet
The Age of Aquarius;
a loving agitator
against the dulling down
of Divine Feminine grace
~
we seek a way to proceed
through saturated fear and grief
This juncture in history
is daunting, an experience
of crossroads and liminality—
the dying gasps of patriarchy
surrendering to a paradigm shift
still wobbly on its feet
The Age of Aquarius;
a loving agitator
against the dulling down
of Divine Feminine grace
~
#power
#spiritual
#feminism #philosophical
#feminism #philosophical
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Snapshot
First snowfall 2021
Window panes of glass
bend evening's light
transforming an espresso landscape
into snowflaked obsidian—
a phenocryst crystal, reflecting
a solitary soloist perched
on a shivering pin oak's limb
No bigger than my palm
its shrill organ penetrates
a Universe of soft silence
despite the absence
of light or warmth
'And I think to myself,
What a Wonderful World'
~
Window panes of glass
bend evening's light
transforming an espresso landscape
into snowflaked obsidian—
a phenocryst crystal, reflecting
a solitary soloist perched
on a shivering pin oak's limb
No bigger than my palm
its shrill organ penetrates
a Universe of soft silence
despite the absence
of light or warmth
'And I think to myself,
What a Wonderful World'
~
#birds
#winter
#nature
#snow
#music
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The Ecstasy of Gold II
Arrival from Heathrow Airport, England
—Atlantic City International Airport,
New Jersey, 1974, 03:00 Hours
The brown station wagon
bulleted southward
becoming a très grande vitesse
through sleeping suberbs and cities
Comets of street-lights
illuminated dirty windows
where I pretended to sleep
cradled in an incubator of glass—
a rusted, oil-leaking nest
There's no lullaby
like rubbered-asphalt
between dark routes
of small, uknown towns
cigarettes glowing
between parental...
—Atlantic City International Airport,
New Jersey, 1974, 03:00 Hours
The brown station wagon
bulleted southward
becoming a très grande vitesse
through sleeping suberbs and cities
Comets of street-lights
illuminated dirty windows
where I pretended to sleep
cradled in an incubator of glass—
a rusted, oil-leaking nest
There's no lullaby
like rubbered-asphalt
between dark routes
of small, uknown towns
cigarettes glowing
between parental...
#childhood
#food
#memories
#separation
#rebellion
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Landscaped Engines
visual '21
#winter
#nature
#metaphor
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2021
New Year
#hope
#humankind
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NewYear
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NewYear
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The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
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From the Darkness: Winter Solstice '20
Solstice, a Universal gift
of increasing light
during Wintertide
The unpredictable nature
of Crone wisdom, whispering
You are the warmth
A Great Conjunction
accompanied by waxing moon
signals alignment and growth
Outstretched are hearts
toward a New Year of Hope
~
of increasing light
during Wintertide
The unpredictable nature
of Crone wisdom, whispering
You are the warmth
A Great Conjunction
accompanied by waxing moon
signals alignment and growth
Outstretched are hearts
toward a New Year of Hope
~
#universe
#nature
#humankind
#astronomy
#philosophical
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conscious gardening ( tanka )
a hundred poems sprout
from the garden of my head
thousands from my heart
which field I should harvest first
remains unresolved tonight
~
from the garden of my head
thousands from my heart
which field I should harvest first
remains unresolved tonight
~
#flowers
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#minimalist
#metaphor
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Downstreams
Water, we are
comprised of: heart,
lungs, bones. . .
watery skeletons
beneath fibrous sinew—
streams connecting rivers
of musclular viaducts
Air becomes droplets
we wade through daily—
deltas of weight, less
a lightness of being
But, sometimes we feel
our currents shift—
the turning of tides
within our selves
drift
with the flow, release
resistance,...
comprised of: heart,
lungs, bones. . .
watery skeletons
beneath fibrous sinew—
streams connecting rivers
of musclular viaducts
Air becomes droplets
we wade through daily—
deltas of weight, less
a lightness of being
But, sometimes we feel
our currents shift—
the turning of tides
within our selves
drift
with the flow, release
resistance,...
#humankind
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blossomary I: anemone
( Tanka )
#nature
#spiritual
#tanka
#minimalist
#philosophical
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Herbiary I: Vervain
Let Magic In
Enchantment—
worlds unseen;
your pale, lilac face
upon slender, spiked bodice
bare of leaves
Gateway to the in-between
liminal spaces—
magical mystery. . .
channeling medicine
of absentee herbs
within the healer's garden
Delicate as a sip of brew;
but, beware! vertigo of the soul
if one drinks the cup whole
~
Enchantment—
worlds unseen;
your pale, lilac face
upon slender, spiked bodice
bare of leaves
Gateway to the in-between
liminal spaces—
magical mystery. . .
channeling medicine
of absentee herbs
within the healer's garden
Delicate as a sip of brew;
but, beware! vertigo of the soul
if one drinks the cup whole
~
#nature
#magic
#wisdom #tea
#wisdom #tea
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