Long Poems on Jelaluddin Rumi
#JelaluddinRumi
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
10th Nov 2020 8:18pm
10th Nov 2020 8:18pm
~CORNUCOPIAN: Sounding Birth Of Love
deep
trenching holloways
runs amuck in the broadening
cavalry beat~ breaths & stilting prop
erective guts… in the untangling~
to blazing ballerina twirls, a
no-nonsensical
axially steadfast
revolutionary spin
of singing~ singular
straightness
..
the cavernous
unfolding depressions
emanate back & forth
sigmoidal pulsing
resonance...
from their
incrementally tonguing
shy...
trenching holloways
runs amuck in the broadening
cavalry beat~ breaths & stilting prop
erective guts… in the untangling~
to blazing ballerina twirls, a
no-nonsensical
axially steadfast
revolutionary spin
of singing~ singular
straightness
..
the cavernous
unfolding depressions
emanate back & forth
sigmoidal pulsing
resonance...
from their
incrementally tonguing
shy...
#love
#spiritual
#music
#sensual
#JelaluddinRumi
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
19th Mar 2020 9:57pm
19th Mar 2020 9:57pm
Of Holding On And Letting Go
1: Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
You think that water is the color blue
That ocean currents imitate the wind.
And where it ends beyond the height of clouds
That’s where the sky of me will turn to black,
Where neither air nor astronauts may live;
Yes, I’m the sky and all the rest is air.
If not for me there’d be no atrium
To hold within the weather and the rain,
From where the cumulus and stratus play.
The teaming life that feeds on coral beds,
The orca pods who prey...
You think that water is the color blue
That ocean currents imitate the wind.
And where it ends beyond the height of clouds
That’s where the sky of me will turn to black,
Where neither air nor astronauts may live;
Yes, I’m the sky and all the rest is air.
If not for me there’d be no atrium
To hold within the weather and the rain,
From where the cumulus and stratus play.
The teaming life that feeds on coral beds,
The orca pods who prey...
#universe
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
#JelaluddinRumi
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
12th Mar 2020 5:39pm
12th Mar 2020 5:39pm
from 02022020 a palindromical feb dawn~ the ~maula & ~ruh, of love
something so laidback
yet trying to leaf out itself
in a coppery~reddish rimmed
blood~filled heady
nascence
this wintry dawn
stridulating
crickets.. still shrill
but in a lapsing~ singing
‘hide & seek’.. the alternating
on & off altercations in a final
dissolution unto the bigger, the
more becoming noisy, the
hustle bustle of made-up
urbanities, that which
dares to stir
the calming...
yet trying to leaf out itself
in a coppery~reddish rimmed
blood~filled heady
nascence
this wintry dawn
stridulating
crickets.. still shrill
but in a lapsing~ singing
‘hide & seek’.. the alternating
on & off altercations in a final
dissolution unto the bigger, the
more becoming noisy, the
hustle bustle of made-up
urbanities, that which
dares to stir
the calming...
#love
#universe
#nature
#JelaluddinRumi
#StreamOfConsciousness
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7 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
16th Oct 2018 10:45pm
16th Oct 2018 10:45pm
The Remembering Place
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished? '
- Rumi
‘My Love, you are memory, you are all I try to forget, but can’t...
We have been apart too long to stay in chains, I must absorb you,
breathe you in like air, swallow you like water..
The viscosity of you is that of my blood flowing to keep me alive...
You are the mist I feel on my skin but cannot see...
You are always all around me and nowhere as well and at once...
We, together are everywhere, unable to be destroyed...
This is how we...
- Rumi
‘My Love, you are memory, you are all I try to forget, but can’t...
We have been apart too long to stay in chains, I must absorb you,
breathe you in like air, swallow you like water..
The viscosity of you is that of my blood flowing to keep me alive...
You are the mist I feel on my skin but cannot see...
You are always all around me and nowhere as well and at once...
We, together are everywhere, unable to be destroyed...
This is how we...
#love
#trees
#nature #JelaluddinRumi
#nature #JelaluddinRumi
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
11th Oct 2018 2:12pm
11th Oct 2018 2:12pm
Sacred Contracts XXXVIII: Gene Pool
Autumn is chameleon in nature;
a barely perceptible paradigm shift
birthed from the death
of all that is blatantly overt
Mutation is subtle, a non combative
surrender to the natural cycle it brings
We who resist will stumble
typically over our own feet
attempting to mold circumstance
to personal need
Live, let Life present itself;
happiness belongs to those
who understand release ...
a barely perceptible paradigm shift
birthed from the death
of all that is blatantly overt
Mutation is subtle, a non combative
surrender to the natural cycle it brings
We who resist will stumble
typically over our own feet
attempting to mold circumstance
to personal need
Live, let Life present itself;
happiness belongs to those
who understand release ...
#fall
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
#JelaluddinRumi
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
4th Oct 2018 00:33am
4th Oct 2018 00:33am
An Inference of Age
I'm old(er)
and proud of every laugh line
a crow's talon has carved
into this olive landscape
My mother was buried at 34;
never lived to see me graduate
marry, or give birth
to the next generation of her
I remember thinking
how old she was
But, recognized my ignorance
when I actually matured
I recognize yours too-
and laugh ( though not deridingly )
enough to...
and proud of every laugh line
a crow's talon has carved
into this olive landscape
My mother was buried at 34;
never lived to see me graduate
marry, or give birth
to the next generation of her
I remember thinking
how old she was
But, recognized my ignorance
when I actually matured
I recognize yours too-
and laugh ( though not deridingly )
enough to...
#happiness
#love
#aging
#gratitude
#JelaluddinRumi
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seascape
Poem Published
28th Jul 2014 11:08am
28th Jul 2014 11:08am
Confucius and Rumi
Confucius and Rumi:
My soul fell in love this morning,
with two men
One made the beating heart, in my chest,
happy
Another touched my troubled, and lonely mind
I’m not lonely
Comforted by their life,
I remember how, I should live mine
I could only show them love
the only way I know how
with my passion for life
Maybe thats why they are gone
There’s, would be, as deep as mine
Like whispers in the wind, I heard your voices,
I did not know your name; I never was good at remembering ...
My soul fell in love this morning,
with two men
One made the beating heart, in my chest,
happy
Another touched my troubled, and lonely mind
I’m not lonely
Comforted by their life,
I remember how, I should live mine
I could only show them love
the only way I know how
with my passion for life
Maybe thats why they are gone
There’s, would be, as deep as mine
Like whispers in the wind, I heard your voices,
I did not know your name; I never was good at remembering ...
#MyInspiration
#JelaluddinRumi
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