Submissions by Ahavati (Tams)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't make me take my pearls off.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Nov 2016 9:46pm
21st Nov 2016 9:46pm
Of Wildfires and Love
Unless your double-helix’d DNA
is mountain, you cannot grasp
the dementia of layered formation –
its multi-striped porcelain
distinctive from the bones
conduits of root embedded
between fossilized jaws
Unless your soul is Sacred Land
You will not understand
the resuscitation of Spirit –
its unrefined luminescence flowing
raw under your transparent flesh
arterial blue mapping Life
into an intravenously red release
Unless your blood is sediment
you cannot apprehend
the equanimity of surrender –...
is mountain, you cannot grasp
the dementia of layered formation –
its multi-striped porcelain
distinctive from the bones
conduits of root embedded
between fossilized jaws
Unless your soul is Sacred Land
You will not understand
the resuscitation of Spirit –
its unrefined luminescence flowing
raw under your transparent flesh
arterial blue mapping Life
into an intravenously red release
Unless your blood is sediment
you cannot apprehend
the equanimity of surrender –...
1329 reads
11 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Nov 2016 11:08pm
18th Nov 2016 11:08pm
Forsaken
The air walks pigeon-toed
cushioned feline steps careful
of opening her orange kimono
Smoldering hair melts, unfurls
her talcum-powdered face
hiding a bone-dried Truth
Hypnotizing, her air of being
a Geisha'd invitation from the cold
to the ‘masque of the red death’
You describe her as graceful –
shark-like in a murky forest of glassine
a specular reflection assailing Life
Through shifts of optical illusion
your lips bleed against her appetite
for the offspring of ancient seed
...
cushioned feline steps careful
of opening her orange kimono
Smoldering hair melts, unfurls
her talcum-powdered face
hiding a bone-dried Truth
Hypnotizing, her air of being
a Geisha'd invitation from the cold
to the ‘masque of the red death’
You describe her as graceful –
shark-like in a murky forest of glassine
a specular reflection assailing Life
Through shifts of optical illusion
your lips bleed against her appetite
for the offspring of ancient seed
...
1103 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Nov 2016 3:32am
18th Nov 2016 3:32am
Not so much
Today fatigue cracked
the hull of energy
Unconstrained light
dimly vented from
the creamy embryo
Its membrane coagulated
into something pliable
a gelatinous mortar binding
the paralysis of disaster
Your voice in the wilderness
carbonized with exhaustion
suppressing heartbreak
with flailing promises of hope
Not that it was actual Truth
except for inevitable hope –
(because we all know
hope is ever-present)
But, for my personal benefit
that I not worry so much
I wouldn't tell you I...
the hull of energy
Unconstrained light
dimly vented from
the creamy embryo
Its membrane coagulated
into something pliable
a gelatinous mortar binding
the paralysis of disaster
Your voice in the wilderness
carbonized with exhaustion
suppressing heartbreak
with flailing promises of hope
Not that it was actual Truth
except for inevitable hope –
(because we all know
hope is ever-present)
But, for my personal benefit
that I not worry so much
I wouldn't tell you I...
1146 reads
11 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
16th Nov 2016 9:12pm
16th Nov 2016 9:12pm
Substance
I.
I write to you beneath a canopy
of a Code Red Air Quality Alert
ashen smog you're breathing
has escaped down wind to us
A piercing hypodermic syringe
punctures inhalation efforts
with an extended heartache
trying desperately to evacuate
Yet my blood readily accepts
traces of your exhaled breath
into the cavernous gorge
of discomfort separating us
II.
I dreamt smoke inspired you
the oily plume of feather
upending you unto its pinion
before leaving me...
I write to you beneath a canopy
of a Code Red Air Quality Alert
ashen smog you're breathing
has escaped down wind to us
A piercing hypodermic syringe
punctures inhalation efforts
with an extended heartache
trying desperately to evacuate
Yet my blood readily accepts
traces of your exhaled breath
into the cavernous gorge
of discomfort separating us
II.
I dreamt smoke inspired you
the oily plume of feather
upending you unto its pinion
before leaving me...
1268 reads
31 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2016 2:29am
15th Nov 2016 2:29am
Tribal Survivors
The Moon engorged
upon the brilliance of stars
in a cratered solitude
a tribal survivor
of meteorite
proud and strong
its one good eye
looming over the earth
Yet –
It is no match for the size
of our hearts through absence –
the lunar tide of distance
pulls as hard against resolve
as a shore averse to self
I see you arrayed in carbon
olive skin matted with sweat
inhaled into the black lung
of the scorched dance
The mountains choke
on laharic mass flows
sediment-rich floods ...
upon the brilliance of stars
in a cratered solitude
a tribal survivor
of meteorite
proud and strong
its one good eye
looming over the earth
Yet –
It is no match for the size
of our hearts through absence –
the lunar tide of distance
pulls as hard against resolve
as a shore averse to self
I see you arrayed in carbon
olive skin matted with sweat
inhaled into the black lung
of the scorched dance
The mountains choke
on laharic mass flows
sediment-rich floods ...
1185 reads
11 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Nov 2016 8:43pm
12th Nov 2016 8:43pm
Aspersorium
Western Carolina is burning
her dry under-story kindling
for the charred teeth of wildfires
jawed for genocide
Her scorched lungs expelling
thick particles of ash –
Dryads surrender their forests
erupting into volcanic glow
yellow arcs pulsing underneath
a clear sky of stars.
Skin peels from the land
vulnerable as your voice
repressing the urgency
of relocation, pushing
us toward safety
in a massive evacuation ...
her dry under-story kindling
for the charred teeth of wildfires
jawed for genocide
Her scorched lungs expelling
thick particles of ash –
Dryads surrender their forests
erupting into volcanic glow
yellow arcs pulsing underneath
a clear sky of stars.
Skin peels from the land
vulnerable as your voice
repressing the urgency
of relocation, pushing
us toward safety
in a massive evacuation ...
1157 reads
20 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2016 8:08pm
10th Nov 2016 8:08pm
Cardinal Dynamics
You center an offering
with labored hands
an experienced knowing
beyond assignment
Relics bear tribal DNA
our scattered history
Trail of Tears to this –
this final resting place
of simple cabin hewn by ax
hacked out of a wilderness
from our family’s land
a sweat lodge, potter's
clay and fashioned kiln
the sound of water falling
ample wildlife foraging
in a vegetable garden
Here deep contentedness
I’ve never met lives ...
with labored hands
an experienced knowing
beyond assignment
Relics bear tribal DNA
our scattered history
Trail of Tears to this –
this final resting place
of simple cabin hewn by ax
hacked out of a wilderness
from our family’s land
a sweat lodge, potter's
clay and fashioned kiln
the sound of water falling
ample wildlife foraging
in a vegetable garden
Here deep contentedness
I’ve never met lives ...
1204 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Nov 2016 10:40pm
8th Nov 2016 10:40pm
Our Daily Bread
Movement molds me
a hazel iris in a socket
surrounded by the skin
of water irrigating
its armored sediment
This stream migrating
toward the river, kited
leaves reeling downward
cottonwood diagonally
skyscraper confetti
from the roof of trees
a parade of Autumn’s
Summer victory
Stones stacked in unison
emerge from the silt
an unnatural balance
strong as the hands
that formed these sentinels
of gravitational defiance
I’m a carousel princess
at the end of your gaze ...
a hazel iris in a socket
surrounded by the skin
of water irrigating
its armored sediment
This stream migrating
toward the river, kited
leaves reeling downward
cottonwood diagonally
skyscraper confetti
from the roof of trees
a parade of Autumn’s
Summer victory
Stones stacked in unison
emerge from the silt
an unnatural balance
strong as the hands
that formed these sentinels
of gravitational defiance
I’m a carousel princess
at the end of your gaze ...
1684 reads
27 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2016 11:54pm
6th Nov 2016 11:54pm
Souljers
The crystals iced over this morning
their frosted color falling stillborn
against the wall of refracted light
opposite the window they occupy
A wave of cloud maintains darkness
intercepts the sun’s eastern trajectory
war-drums pound dense branches
a metronome of droplet signature
The iron bed slightly vibrates dust
across the hardwoods, oil permeates
the ozone layer of the room, thunder
kicks the mountain base and beyond
Debris staggers over the roof, catches
against laden gutters,...
their frosted color falling stillborn
against the wall of refracted light
opposite the window they occupy
A wave of cloud maintains darkness
intercepts the sun’s eastern trajectory
war-drums pound dense branches
a metronome of droplet signature
The iron bed slightly vibrates dust
across the hardwoods, oil permeates
the ozone layer of the room, thunder
kicks the mountain base and beyond
Debris staggers over the roof, catches
against laden gutters,...
1188 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2016 9:20pm
2nd Nov 2016 9:20pm
paul's mountain
past a caterpillar tree line
yet before a monument
a landmark rests in between
under the sun’s descent
listless clouds hang about
‘cept for that patch of sun
I thought I heard it whisper
your name as we drove on
times I fail to understand
come creeping later in Life
meaning left so far behind
reveals itself in Time
so here’s your mountain, Paul
your own little patch of sun
though the world be darkly ridden
amid deceptive lies just know
“Three things can't long be hidden:
the sun, the moon, and...
yet before a monument
a landmark rests in between
under the sun’s descent
listless clouds hang about
‘cept for that patch of sun
I thought I heard it whisper
your name as we drove on
times I fail to understand
come creeping later in Life
meaning left so far behind
reveals itself in Time
so here’s your mountain, Paul
your own little patch of sun
though the world be darkly ridden
amid deceptive lies just know
“Three things can't long be hidden:
the sun, the moon, and...
1330 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Nov 2016 11:04pm
1st Nov 2016 11:04pm
Elegy at an abandoned farm house
Whoever you were or how you lived
is hidden away in another's remembrance
like a dilapidated cabin in the woods
the empty chair on its abandoned porch
~
is hidden away in another's remembrance
like a dilapidated cabin in the woods
the empty chair on its abandoned porch
~
1116 reads
12 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st Oct 2016 9:33pm
31st Oct 2016 9:33pm
Sentient
We are taken by water
refractions of colored marble
across damp skin of rock
ruddy sediment shifts
ribbons downstream
sensing presence our eyes avert
kindred sentient meet our gaze –
for the longest of seconds
I was that doe looking back at me
~
refractions of colored marble
across damp skin of rock
ruddy sediment shifts
ribbons downstream
sensing presence our eyes avert
kindred sentient meet our gaze –
for the longest of seconds
I was that doe looking back at me
~
1182 reads
11 Comments
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