Short Immediacy Poems
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The immediacy of time,
its reference untold
The beginning repeating,
not young—and not old
(The New Room: January, 2021)
The
utter impossibility
of no separation
or separation~
yet an immediacy
of a streaming
dance of separation~
may seem astounding
and ordinary~~
Direct immediacy..
Seems to be
A pretty good map
To find This..
Time is shattered
Space explodes to
A vast unknown..
Hold on..
Are we there yet..?
Immediacy
Without the
Connections
Without the
Back and forward
Without the
Transmmissions
Without the
Knowing
Without the
Stories..
Immediate
Peace...
Inscrutable
Not knowing
An impossibility of
Words which try to
Touch on the
Immediacy
Of thoughts and
Emotions arising
From viewing
A single face..
An appearance of
Everyone...
Freedom's Immediacy..
Fighting for freedom
Is the battle cry of separation..
Freedom is not free..it is repeated..
However..
Freedom seems to arrive when
Freedom appears already as
Expressions such as these...
Gaps
And fences are
Storied to
Make wholeness
All good and
Perfect..
Overlooking the
Immediacy of
Wholeness as
Not two..
Giving way to
Judgement and
Compassion as
Architects of
Wholeness..
Well..?
Meaning
Finding it
Seems the passion
Of many..searching
For a narrative to explain
What's happening..and
Seeming to bypass
The unexplainable
Immediacy of
What's seems to be..
Yet searching
Goes on..glowing
With reflected
Immediacy...
AN OPEN FORM
bold expressive
applied
spontaneity
of
visceral
feelings
intricate &
unpredictable
evolving
organically
a
physical engagement
energy & emotions
in
&
of the moment
gestures
processed
in
a
sense
of
chaotic
immediacy
AI
Can create an
Unending string of
Amazing new stories
All for now depending
On a vast store of data..
On the horizon is
AGI (artificial general intelligence)
Which is a leap
An unhinging from the
Data as needed to solve
Problems as humans..
In immediacy...
To wrap it up:
Journeys of
Beliefs
Doubts
Resonances
Cautions of danger
Arguments heated
Maps of two-ness
And such..
Then..perhaps:
Immediacy
Words aflame
Nothing
Everything
This already
Simplicity..
Story of a journey
Peace
And not at all...
The
pretense of knowing
more than
the immediacy
the appearance
the story
seems as futility aglow
though we all pretend
and the pretense is
it too
pointing
to that which
is not there
seems a futility
yet that
which is not there
may appear as
pointing
an
enigmatic
esoteric
experimental
process
with
innate
distilled
satisfaction
intricate
tangents
of chaotic
immediacy
ennounced
an
essence
of
abstract
phenomena
of vagueness
In
an open-ended
happening
of concepts
& fragments
in perplexing
characterisation
sacred smells
osmotically permeate
immediacy of consciousness
which we imbibe gently
in tranquil silence
memory triggers
associated
rested
inner polarities
dance as they like
in which we too delight
partaking of each offering
with prayerful gratitude
savouring the elixir
surreal, ethereal
Pop-ups:
No time and space
Appearances
Paradox
Empty stories
Not knowing
Just happenings
Unknowable
Indescribable
Immediacy
Spontaneity
Already
Sourceless
No teachings..
These empty words
May seem to
Jog memories
Appearing
As thoughts
And feelings like
Joy and peace...
Famous for committing mistakes
in solstice.
Now breached.
What was the immediacy
to uncover –
the parallel skin ?
Abandoned on road in a sac:
you were running,carrying
a severed hand holding a pen.
Not wanting to become
human again. What was
your dream O god ?
Gorgeous was the scar
on your chest. The cobra
was bedding with you.
Satish Verma
faces in places
studied moments
in time
portraitures
as still life
breakfast pieces
people in
floating
experiences
translucent beauty
in plein air
blurring the genre
an immediacy
uniquely
his own
pushing the envelope
.. open
Like wine in storage,
The cellar of my perception ages
Buried deep in its recesses
The past and future abandoned
—time no longer the vintner
Fermenting in the immediacy
Of the chosen instant
And distilling in the perfection
Of the perpetual present
—the moment reopens
Bringing with it everything
—and nothing at all
(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
equality
arises seeing
that nothing
is arising
interweaving
may suggest that
the separation
interwoven
is the immediacy
of a dance step
wood grains
seem as suggestion
of time past
a map claimed as
years and seasons
of eternity
emergence
from or into
darkness
is the stuff of
stories
which avoids the
inconvenience of
spontaneity
BEACH GROWTH
He was an 18 year old boy.
Vomiting from fear,
Surrounded by confusion,
Focused on a 20 foot radius of immediacy
Where death could be instant
Or life might depend on a shingle bank,
Reaching the safety of a shell hole.
He became an 18 year old man
On Omaha Beach.
………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Written after hearing the first hand experiences of veterans of the 1944 Omaha Beach assault.
The obsessed with supremacy
Always quits with immediacy:
To whom “Challenge me not” is a policy,
Unaware of its sad deficiency.
Everything wears its intricacy,
Even Justice of Wide Advocacy,
The Sick’s Drug-Providing Pharmacy,
Kitchen with a sought delicacy
And Righteousness linked with Adequacy,
Death seeking often our intimacy
But sure floating an Autocracy!
Now, tell me why Seekers of Supremacy
Shall smell Death’s Sincere Mercy.
A birthing moment from the fog that surround,blissful,momentary experiences from a higher radiance, caught,captured and considered. This power to inspire never ceases, breathes in the minutiae of life,where we may be trapped.All or nothing or not at all.This perceptive observation,the now immediacy of wordless lines can recapture the moments of love or suffering and imprint our page to become an epitaph,a footnote in history as we allow faith to inform our work.
Paradox
Appears and
Burns the story
And itself..
A shocking
Turn of events
In a story...
Stories are
Appearances
Of knowing..
Paradox points to
Not-knowing
Which may
Empty these
Appearances...
Paradox
Is a sudden
Pointer
In a story
To the immediacy
Of emptiness
In all stories...
Paradox
Sets a fire to
Separation's hold..
Impossibility
Is the new story..and
Possibly peace...
Hard edged (unreality) you face away from my immediacy (candour eschewing) inimically you parody, offering as nice the complexity of ''vice''exploiting even nature
(as voyeur and narrator) your intention anethema to the nations,
as you coerce ''your creation'' encouraging over consumption,
with a hard nosed gumption, yet my God who is greater
is no longer willing to be a waiter!sickle in hand he is walking his land,
with the sun as his shadow is this (One)
to be Hallowed..!