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~of the bond(ed), [love’s] labour :: in a pureform freeflow
#1~an unself
a wanton drowning
forgottenness this is..
imbibing unto your oceanic
juices.. an osmosis so drunken
drowsy mesmerise …am a mere
skeletal mermaid swimming walking
breathing .. in just your firing fluidic
essence, pithy or bloody or bony
or lighted or airy.. a solidifying
nothingness .. perhaps more
of a zeroing in fullness
yet in this becoming you, i
have a consciously meted out
#2. a dire ignorance
on you, yes you
as an ever focussing this third eye..
over the sunning you.. in spite of
these (not so) shying off braving
irises.. from your glaring fireball
… yet concealed are my focus
for others to unsee & never ever
realise .. if not at least you .. who
feels this intense pouring in lasering
One focus of this soul.. in sync
with yours
& yes, in this mavericky zing
virally growing inner these eonic
bittersweet conflicts .. that we
lightningly abrade in our frictional
sparking fire & yet grow slow as
moon in our fusing - a plugging in
electric crabbing touch.. of our such
hide & seek thrills.. yet still I easily
#3. ~let go
of you .. as do you do .. the brutally
hardcore slapped this let loose game
of each other .. a such rebelliously
magnetic liberation we are catapulted
to those opposing poles so far off ..only
to be in the vigorish accelerated
boomeranging back with a big bang
on.. an evenmore a happening chaos..
of a sweetly messy sticking.. a such
wholly overlapping to resinously red
shrinking pithy our essences .. this
fusing fossilising oneness- felt
each time we go that
farther apart ..
space time distance death ego lies gender
words visions language poetry meaning
etc etc etc etc whatever be there existent nonexistent .. these
only conspires all
in one truthful mantra
tending towards us- as
One formless freeform
bonded yet liberated ..
~l o v e
in manifests of our love’s labour- this
world in yogic revolution, the sacred
words, the truthful arting poetry, these
my smitten eyes from your endlessly
biting appetite.. you, the firing sun
drawing me.. these fiery kissing lips
in the quenchless hungering.. a
needy gluing, in wordlessness
a singular one echoing tunnel
we are .. flowing flowering inner
breath each pure breath
p o e t r y
Published Yesterday
Author's Note
Just a scribble that needs to be let out .. for love pure love xx thanks fir the read du ♥️🙏✍️🪷
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Yesterday 4:42pm
That is some scribbes. The images are beautiful.
Beautiful, my dear uma.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
Beautiful, my dear uma.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
Yesterday 4:45pm
Not jus hugs but pure love to you dear bk .., thanks for the read n love . be well in light love ev dear xo
Yesterday 4:45pm
Not jus hugs but pure love to you dear bk .., thanks for the read n love . be well in light love ev dear xo
Yesterday 4:46pm
That's a really intense and evocative piece. It feels like a raw, almost visceral exploration of connection and separation. The imagery is so strong – "skeletal mermaid," "firing fluidic essence," "lasering One focus," "fusing fossilising oneness." It's a very personal and almost primal expression of love, using language that pushes beyond conventional romantic notions. The way it moves between intense connection and the push-pull of letting go is really powerful. It definitely leaves a lasting impression.
Yesterday 4:47pm
Dear Uma,
As I write this comment the sun is sinking here and just after reading your poem a terra cotta, light scattered orange soft light is blended with greying and pastel colors. Its almost as if your poem has set the skies in motion to remind them of color, of meaning, of meandering shapes ever transforming.
I felt like you were writing from different realms connecting and binding each with your stanzas where pure alchemy can be found in the lap of poetry. Where the all can be seen, where there is intimacy and shield, where there is understanding fleeting wisdom and above all where gifts of inspiration reside. I adore this flow! One of my favorites so far by you, thank you for sharing, I needed this poetic mirror today!
lots of love and blessings
xox
Rianne
Yesterday 4:49pm
Magnificent as always Uma. Your writings are always a marvelous journey you take the reader too. Peace & happiness.
Today 4:01am
Beautifully penned, Uma. Into the list it belongs. Great read, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
