Short Receptacle Poems

Work ~ the receptacle of rally
and so condone itself does tally.
As effort bought becomes morality,
the stance, the stigma, yet the valley ~

that rest considers . . . as its ally!...

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Divergent on resolve
the man, priority involved
the losing it, absolve
ne'er driven forward ~ ne'er the plow!

Oh man, receptacle of now
rescind no quality of low
amidst the particles ~ thee sow
creation needing partnerships with vow!...

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It's a receptacle that we must always replenish,
a vessel that we may drink from only after
we have taken the time to add our share,
but we may only drink, our share
and only, when it is full
no more, no less
or there is 
no Love...

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Drop after drop
Make me a puddle
My heart is a receptacle……
Make a ripple, make it again
Ebb towards the outside
Goodness spreads.

Overflow the heart
Make it run
To places that have voids
Then let me hear you play
Amid this silence 
Little trickle love songs....

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The play of soma 
Humming magnetism 
Purring bliss eddy current
Blessings of the divine Mother
As each cell of our form is ignited
As a receptacle of God’s light
Transfixing our attention 
As rapture cascades
By day and night
Silent thunder 

15-March-2022...

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With this tourniquet tort
And an afternoon spent
A half empty receptacle
Is substance over breath.

And when the wind blows
Against blemish and reason
I'll slightly dismember
And re-curl with no recognition.

A bitter sweet current
Divides and it portions
Although today i will love you
Tomorrow may be without feeling....

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upon the hill 
a circle of dead faeries
strangled

there is a skin woven
over and around 
the sun

and in the center of that skin
there is a miniscule hole,
from which a piercing ray of light
emerges violently 

it strikes me 
and i have become 
epicentral to the world,
the receptacle
of a violent collision 
of earthly and unearthly energies....

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I want to hold the little wonder

I want to feel the little thunder


Of the strength in the pedicel

Of the union in the receptacle 

Of the calm in the pistil 

Of the adventure in the stamen 

Of the smooth flow in the sepal 

Of the endless beauty in the petal


I want to learn of the tubule wonder

I want to learn from the weak thunder...

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Mister Cat adjusted his spectacles,
Upon his nasal receptacle,
As he spoke to his kittens three.
Why must you climb the one tree
In Widow Calico's prim front yard?
You know there are trees out back
Without fear of a sneak thwap attack 
From Widow Calico's trusty broom.
Now you must play in your room,
While I placate the old shrew
With a fresh pot of mousy stew!
...

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Famine of descent
self righteous ~ origin  of meant,
in speaking harshly
not relent ~

Starvation, e'er the words denote
and fasting ~ need to hold my note
to eat my own, the words I choke
and digest not, their meaning's spoke!

Receptacle of worth, my mouth
does bandy on thoughts foul uncouth,
tomorrow then, that plate of words
must eat my own, others have heard!...

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Famine of descent
self righteous ~ origin of meant.
In speaking harshly
not relent ~

Starvation, e'er the words denote
and fasting ~ need to hold my note,
to eat my own, the words I choke
and digest not, their meaning's spoke!

Receptacle of worth, my mouth
does bandy on thoughts foul uncouth,
tomorrow then, that plate of words
must eat my own, others have heard!

Matthew 12:33-39...

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The pen has more power than being a receptacle for ink,
It is the vessel through which we write the words we
think, it can take our thoughts from mundane to vivid,
It can create joy or make people livid,
Nevertheless, the pen is mightier than titles
ordinations and wealth,
It brings life to words with tiny
strokes, the pen is a trusted weapon against
injustices in the world....

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Dedicated to a Nun that was raped by a Hindu gang in Orrisa in India.

Bondage dawdles but dauntless rambler.
Glimmers as goblin a goblet gambler.
A heartburn glory chalks a chandelier.
A granite lineage outdistanced gondolier.

Responsive restitution a splitter sponger,
Guttural estuary grumbles bounded cavalier.
A bony strangled receptacle receiver,
Keynote bolted storm violate believer....

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It is alright,
to say that mix with humility,
and sweeten the fluid,
but behold his ego and hers,
their grudges and desires,
they all compete,
and are out to get each other,
they appear in fact mixing,
to ensure others fixing,
they make the fluid bitter and acidic,
it jumps boils and falls,
out of the receptacle,
we get it smudged all over us,
and we are also soon becoming fermented pus....

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it took quite a while
for us to acclimatise 
to throb of magnetism 
incessantly cascading within 

we are now acceptant
and heart is receptive
to the perennial pulse
of God’s wondrous heartbeat

ego having been burnt
in the fire of divine bliss
our hollowed out form
Is a receptacle for soma nectar

there is no one here
save soul presence
witnessing in delight
beauty of the dance underway...

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Centered on the tipping point of an unsure foundation
Time transfers the vibration of light from a closed receptacle
I see a bright star descending into the depths of unchartered
lands, chaotic waves and hurricane force winds, gorging its roots
into the dirt, the gravel, the impenetrable rock of stubbornness
and angst. 
Mimicking a seed planted in the center of the earth, it begins
the journey………….....

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NATURE IN FLOWER...
  
       R O S E !

   Before the flower,
   the seed,
   before the seed,
   mystery...

   After the seed,
   The button,
   after the button,
   what will it be...!?

   After the button,
   the fragile outline...
   Then.. vegetable
   flower receptacle...
   blooms!

   After unfolding,
   surprise bursts...!
   the flower... magnificent flower
     the Rose...!!!...

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A liitle lump of earth
My entire worth
Transformed
From atoms swarming to be heard
His lips touched mine
And I buzzed
A receptacle of the divine
Pollen upon my stigma sown
And all this
My stuttering to sing the stars
My muttering scars of wars
And children wailing
For the elixir of a muted heaven
All this
Out of one primeval moment of trust
That I a little lump of clay
Could feel my worth
In something more than dust....

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From the beginning to the end tithe.
Round the circle of eternity, she writhes.
Fresh, full, ripe, and undeniably free.
O God, be merciful to she.

Fill the receptacle with riches untold.
Harvest the bounty of beauty unfold.
Lust not for love is a more precious fee.
O God, be merciful to she.

Trust in companionships hearty store
Let loose the randy and rabid bore.
Feast on the comfort of kindnesses decree.
O God, be merciful to she....

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She traces line from terra-forma
receptacle arises 
from stalk;
winding flow,
imagery appears as
sepals blanket bud.
Ovule gives way to fruit,
an arising style
with stigma flares pollination;
marriage of pistil and stamen
and a new life is revealed;
a celebratory blush and 
petals shield gentility of bud;
light waves meld with pigment,
a thirsty flower births,
sips mother’s milk as
Gaia sculpts her 3D garden.

...

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From the beginning to the end, Earth tithes.
Round the circle of eternity, she writhes.
Seemingly full, ripe, and undeniably free,
O God, be merciful to she.

Filling receptacle with such riches untold.
A harvest, a bounty, rare beauty enfolds.
Spreading love not greed is our Creators one decree
O God, be merciful to she.

Go form trusting companionships by the score,
let go of all avarice, hunger no more,
Feast on the comfort of kindnesses just be.
O God, be merciful to she....

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I want our lives to be a wonderful chronicle 
          Cuz’ all you are to me is but a miracle 

I want our lives to be void of obstacles 
          A living rhythm of heavenly canticles 

I want our picture hung up on a pinnacle 
          So I’ll stare at it and write you an article 

I want your love, I have consulted the oracle 
Give it to me and I’ll save it in my receptacle 

Sit here with me let’s ride on this curricle
Leading us straight to the end of this chronicle...

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