Submissions by Ahavati (Tams)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't make me take my pearls off.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Nov 2015 10:20pm
20th Nov 2015 10:20pm
Small Worlds
Jaundiced leaves embellish
the crushed decay of their rotted
predecessors along the street.
The paper box is empty
except for the front copy:
Politicians Back-patting War
I escape into a pod of light
between half-naked trees;
my face non-injury flushed
from the rush of walk.
It’s unseasonably warm;
I shed my coat under a rickety construct
of caged limbs.
A dropped Popsicle bleeds
maroon from a wooden spear
lodged in its side.
A plane breaks the...
the crushed decay of their rotted
predecessors along the street.
The paper box is empty
except for the front copy:
Politicians Back-patting War
I escape into a pod of light
between half-naked trees;
my face non-injury flushed
from the rush of walk.
It’s unseasonably warm;
I shed my coat under a rickety construct
of caged limbs.
A dropped Popsicle bleeds
maroon from a wooden spear
lodged in its side.
A plane breaks the...
1146 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2015 4:20am
15th Nov 2015 4:20am
the great red road
the heat’s gassy breath
belches into the bedroom
American warmth
bodies and buildings
distorting metal cases
Paris and Beirut
Christian sects cry out
expulsion of immigrants
hired help listening
seal up the borders
refuse homeless refugees
bible meaningless
family portraits
don rich fireplace mantels
foreign ancestors
fleeing oppression
Ellis Island aliens
hopeful descendants
decades grow older
history is forgotten
new generation
defending their land ...
belches into the bedroom
American warmth
bodies and buildings
distorting metal cases
Paris and Beirut
Christian sects cry out
expulsion of immigrants
hired help listening
seal up the borders
refuse homeless refugees
bible meaningless
family portraits
don rich fireplace mantels
foreign ancestors
fleeing oppression
Ellis Island aliens
hopeful descendants
decades grow older
history is forgotten
new generation
defending their land ...
1237 reads
14 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Oct 2015 4:20am
30th Oct 2015 4:20am
Aneladisdi
We’ve come to the end of the garden now,
to the five o’clock shadow of the surrounding
forest. We grew and prospered here, bowing
to the moonlight against the lodge’s muddy
chest, its rooted skin breathing metronome
seconds beneath a caked dome of ribs;
this come-what-may equanimity of spiritual
practice perfected our being into what is.
Pumpkin blossoms shrivel against a broken
trellis where we tarry this physical disunion.
Iron oxide hennas my fingers; I am encouraged
to hold the rusted body to my nostrils
and breathe in the...
to the five o’clock shadow of the surrounding
forest. We grew and prospered here, bowing
to the moonlight against the lodge’s muddy
chest, its rooted skin breathing metronome
seconds beneath a caked dome of ribs;
this come-what-may equanimity of spiritual
practice perfected our being into what is.
Pumpkin blossoms shrivel against a broken
trellis where we tarry this physical disunion.
Iron oxide hennas my fingers; I am encouraged
to hold the rusted body to my nostrils
and breathe in the...
1120 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Oct 2015 8:30pm
26th Oct 2015 8:30pm
Warrior
#strength
#courage
#spiritual
#confessional
#myself
2264 reads
27 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
16th Oct 2015 2:25am
16th Oct 2015 2:25am
Sacred Contracts V: Retention
I've always kept a flower on my desk, a
daisy or perhaps aster from the roadside.
It kept me close to nature during work.
One morning I chose a perfect rose bud.
She sat for a week but never bloomed.
After two I knew she never would.
I didn't throw her out. Maybe I felt guilty
for plucking her before she opened up.
After three her head became a crook.
She seemed in perpetual prayer, an
eternal vigil over a lover’s cemetery plot
some forlorn secret...
daisy or perhaps aster from the roadside.
It kept me close to nature during work.
One morning I chose a perfect rose bud.
She sat for a week but never bloomed.
After two I knew she never would.
I didn't throw her out. Maybe I felt guilty
for plucking her before she opened up.
After three her head became a crook.
She seemed in perpetual prayer, an
eternal vigil over a lover’s cemetery plot
some forlorn secret...
1466 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Oct 2015 7:23pm
12th Oct 2015 7:23pm
respite (lone renku)
The real temple of dreams is within us,
not out there. ~ Robert Moss
two wishes tumbled
together into my hand
respite from the wind
against each other
two wishes rest together
their fate in my palm
curling blanket fingers
over seedling's deepest hopes
gimme shelter, Love
.
separated now
from my palm into the wind
wishes departing
~
not out there. ~ Robert Moss
two wishes tumbled
together into my hand
respite from the wind
against each other
two wishes rest together
their fate in my palm
curling blanket fingers
over seedling's deepest hopes
gimme shelter, Love
.
separated now
from my palm into the wind
wishes departing
~
1096 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Oct 2015 3:45pm
1st Oct 2015 3:45pm
The Art of Gardening
One cannot become angry, if
In the art of planting,
Another stops to cultivate
The blossom they neglected.
~
Painting by Michael Leunig
In the art of planting,
Another stops to cultivate
The blossom they neglected.
~
Painting by Michael Leunig
1226 reads
11 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Sep 2015 5:00pm
4th Sep 2015 5:00pm
Aylan
sunrise collectors
seek sea shells by the sea shore
washed up three-year-old
~
seek sea shells by the sea shore
washed up three-year-old
~
1049 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2015 1:50am
3rd Sep 2015 1:50am
formation
leaves in formation
flying south for the Winter
a time to let go
~
flying south for the Winter
a time to let go
~
1247 reads
11 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
1st Sep 2015 6:37am
1st Sep 2015 6:37am
meraki
ancient collision
water burst from a big bang
mudlucious planet
oceans receding
continental formation
oven dough rising
tracks on the seashore
patterns in the distant dunes
evolving Life forms
breath expands a chest
dusty resuscitation
woman claims a rib
knowledge reveals truth
from the Tree grows paradise
sun baked apple pie
...
water burst from a big bang
mudlucious planet
oceans receding
continental formation
oven dough rising
tracks on the seashore
patterns in the distant dunes
evolving Life forms
breath expands a chest
dusty resuscitation
woman claims a rib
knowledge reveals truth
from the Tree grows paradise
sun baked apple pie
...
1366 reads
15 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Aug 2015 10:05pm
29th Aug 2015 10:05pm
Sacred Contracts IV: Bridging
1.
It was no pretense, the stretching
into the reservoir's muddy mouth
where I fashioned brick into steps:
A desert dweller, solitude sitter
breathing dry particles of earth,
vestige love, recycled words.
2.
Micro-climates part sunflowers,
Elevation becoming seraphic;
His hand concrete around mine:
Two enervated refugees bridging
toward an unforeseen denouement.
~
It was no pretense, the stretching
into the reservoir's muddy mouth
where I fashioned brick into steps:
A desert dweller, solitude sitter
breathing dry particles of earth,
vestige love, recycled words.
2.
Micro-climates part sunflowers,
Elevation becoming seraphic;
His hand concrete around mine:
Two enervated refugees bridging
toward an unforeseen denouement.
~
1034 reads
18 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Aug 2015 6:55pm
27th Aug 2015 6:55pm
Numinous
Now parts space,
Gestates earthen eggs:
Namaste.
~
Gestates earthen eggs:
Namaste.
~
1203 reads
15 Comments
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